What if Toronto disappeared? What if every person in Toronto disappeared? Would you know? Would you care? Would you try to prevent Montreal and Vancouver from disappearing too? What if Union Station was completely empty? What if every person in a subway, bus, and train in Toronto disappeared? Would you know? Would you care? What…
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Canada is one of the most dangerous countries in the world for pre-born babies. Our nation’s most innocent people are the most oppressed people in our country. Pre-born babies are the most vulnerable and the biggest victims of violence in our country. Over 15% of all pregnancies in Canada end in abortion. But abortion doesn’t…
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Reactions to the late-term abortion bills in New York and Virginia illustrate the contrast between America and Canada. Late-term abortions are controversial in America, but they are conventional in Canada. In late-term abortions, abortionists fill a needle with a fatal dose of digoxin and they insert the needle through the mother’s stomach and through baby’s…
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Mom used to hold my hand as we walked by open sewage and streets covered by feces to get to church every Sunday morning. I was three or four years old at the time and that is one of my earliest memories from my life in Ghana. I remember that mom and I walked from…
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What is the leading cause of death in Canada? The answer might surprise you. The biggest threat to life in Canada is responsible for 30% percent of deaths in the nation. The leading cause of death in Canada is preventable and yet so pervasive. 10 out of 10 people die. Death is inevitable. 270, 000…
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A nation that strips my neighbours’ liberty to sin will strip my liberty to call my neighbour into repentance. Liberty isn’t liberty unless it affirms my right to offend my neighbour and my neighbour’s right to offend me. The government shouldn’t infringe on my neighbours’ pursuit of happiness, and it shouldn’t infringe on my liberty…
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I never imagined that when I finally saw her again, I wouldn’t recognize her. All those years without hearing from her, I thought she had forgotten about me. I never considered that in some ways, I had forgotten her. I didn’t know what she looked like anymore. I didn’t think I wouldn’t recognize her. And…
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My parents come from a region in Ghana with white castles and white names that do not belong. My mother was born and raised in Anomabo and lived near Fort William, one of seventeen slave castles in the region. My father, however, is from a nearby town called Yamoransa, where I recieved my last name…
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