Canada has quickly transformed from a world tossed between the hands of European countries to a place that is quickly becoming a nation of its own. As confederation finally begins to look more and more viable, I am readying myself to become a political leader in Canada. I have reorganized the Clear Grit party, which is also known as the liberal party. This party supports the separation of church and state, as well as representation by population. Because of the support I have given to black people who were formerly slaves, they are an enthusiastic group of supporters.
Only yesterday, John A. MacDonald lost support of his legislative assembly, and was ousted from the position of Prime Minister, and his cabinet was forced to resign. I have taken his role and currently hold the title of Prime Minister of Canada. However, I cannot get comfortable – Sir MacDonald may be a drunk, and a buffoon, but he is very crafty and is actively attempting to retake the position of Prime Minister. That said, with the help of my partner in this administration, Antoine-Aimé Dorion, I intend to not only keep this position, but to make all the changes I have come up with to make Canada the country it deserves to be.
I am hoping that John A’s rein is over, so that I can usher in an era of confederation, to become more independent from England, and for Canada’s people to support themselves through free trade.
I was shot this morning. I am in unbearable pain, yet here I am, speaking before you all. This pain is entirely the fault of John A. MacDonald. Now, I’m sure even in his drunken stupor his ears perk up when he hears his name. He may be wondering how this is his fault. I’ll tell him – all of you.
When John A. MacDonald lost the confidence of the legislative assembly, he was outed as Prime Minister and I moved in to take his place. For four days the Prime Minister title was held by The Honourable George Brown. Me!
But on the fourth day, John A. MacDonald exploited a loophole, like he is exploiting this nation, and he fired my entire staff. I was robbed of my position, and my political career was over, just like that.
I returned to my failing newspaper. I guess when every day brings the same news, that this so-called country is run by the rich with only their own interests in mind, headlines don’t really sell. I had to make cutbacks and it appears I fired the one Canadian citizen who exercises his right to bear arms.
Mr. Prime Minister, I hope you’re happy with what you’ve turned Canada into. I offer you a toast. To our home and not-so-native land, to the mess on all of our hands, but more specifically Sir MacDonald, to the blood on yours.
It is in the dark days, where the gunshot wound in my leg grows more putrid and inflamed every day, that I look back and truly regret not taking action sooner. My light is dwindling – and John A. MacDonald stands to be the Prime Minister who made Canada what it was. If only the history books could look back on him in the way he truly was – a selfish, lazy oaf, carried to victory by his rich supporters whom he promised still more prosperity to. This country has so much potential, but I don’t think it will last.
When children one hundred years from now are learning about this time, learning about the botched confederation of Canada, I pray to God that they will show John A. MacDonald as the man he was, as the man who held an infantile nation in his hands and dropped it in favour of the bottle. I hope George Brown will be seen as the man who accomplished more good in four days than Sir MacDonald did in years.
Hello, my name is George Brown. You may place ‘The honourable’ before that if you wish. I’m 25 years old and have just moved to Canada, and while it’s different from Scotland, I do like it a little better. Canada is a virgin nation and there are so many firsts to be taken here, for example it’s first newspaper. I was a reporter and I intend to carry on doing that, which is why I have recently started The Banner. By doing this I hope to bring more infrastructure to Canada, I believe that an informed population will help in forming this place into something more civilized.
The first big story that I am going to be covering will be the state of the local prison, Kingston Penitentiary. I am quite interested in the going-ons of this institution, but without more formal support I believe that it may be a dead-end for the time being. I have reason to believe, however, that this prison is corrupt, and that the warden is abusive. If only I was in charge, then I could make an actual change.
At the moment, Canada is a young place, and there is still much to happen. I desperately want to help Canada in these early years, but I am a journalist, not a politician. Perhaps more time will bring with it a new set of skills that will improve my odds of winning an election.