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Photograph by: Dario Ayala
, Montreal Gazette
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We may have crappier weather here, but Quebec’s
social climate should be the envy of the rest of Canada, what with free college
education, more generous and flexible maternity leave, paternity leave,
$7-per-day daycare, pharmacare, and so on.
Unfortunately, the problem with generous social programs is they’re never
quite generous enough.
A while back I read a piece by a frustrated Quebec mother, home alone (i.e. without her
children) in the final months of maternity leave. She’d been lucky enough to
snag a spot for her second child at the same daycare her oldest attended. They
had room for her children in September, but her maternity leave didn’t end
until January. The daycare wouldn’t hold the spots for her, nor would it allow
her to pay from September and only start using them in January. (Long waiting
lists, you know.) She wanted to care for her children at home while she was off
work , but was “forced” to put them in full-time care several months early.
This woman was mighty steamed.
First-world problems.
Twenty-five years ago, I returned to work after a 16-week maternity leave.
My son had only been sleeping through the night for three weeks. A departmental
secretary told me that a generation earlier, she’d been forced to quit her job
as soon as she “showed.” She didn’t begrudge me my 16-week mat leave; she just
wanted me to know, as I was complaining, that I was forgetting how good I had
it.
Quebec’s
first-world problems keep on coming.
Take our student strike. After the usual endless prodding and consultation,
the provincial government declared a 75-per-cent increase in university tuition
over five years, to bring the students’ costs to 1968 levels when adjusted for
inflation. Today’s average annual tuition is $2,168; in five years it will be
$3,793.
Less than $2,200. That’s what it costs right now to go to university chez
nous. Even at McGill.
Unfortunately, the proposed increase – $325 annually – was too much for some
Quebec
students. So they’ve been “on strike” for more than 100 days.
First-world problems.
The student movement had clearly jumped the shark by April 24, when a
visiting candidate for president of Concordia
University was shouted
down by “striking” students there. The totalitarian underpinnings of the
striking, protesting minority – shouting down dissent, refusing secret-ballot
voting, smashing windows and cars, disobeying legal injunctions to let classes
resume, disrupting classes and intimidating those in attendance, demonstrating
in front of the premier’s home, rioting, and allegedly setting off smoke bombs
on the métro system – were made as plain as the noses the students were cutting
off to spite themselves.
Some of the manifs have seen an estimated 250,000 people hit the streets.
Some students may not graduate. Dispirited others have dropped out. Another
recent casualty was the 14-year career of Education Minister Line Beauchamp and
her “good cop” strategy – to spread the pain over seven years, and to set up
committees (including students) to search for savings at universities that’d be
passed along to students (an administrative nightmare). The strikers are
supported and encouraged by opposition politicians, organized labour,
entertainers and professors, all wearing the movement’s red-square symbol.
The latest government salvo is Bill 78, “An Act to enable students to
receive instruction from the post-secondary institutions they attend.” Imagine
having to pass such a law! It requires 8 hours’ notice and the route of
demonstrations, and includes large penalties for student unions or
organizations that prevent others from attending classes. The usual suspects
call it the worst attack on civil liberties since the War Measures Act.
Spring has gloriously sprung in Montreal.
But despite the good weather, Quebec
is still slogging through the winter of its discontent. The Charbonneau Commission
hearings into allegations of corruption in the construction industry are under
way, another ring in the circus that defines public life here. But our beloved
festival season – Festival TransAmériques, the Circus Arts Festival, the
Francofolies, the jazz fest, Nuits d’Afrique, Just for Laughs, film festivals,
etc. – beckons. Ah, summer in Montreal:
could anything be finer?
It’s enough to convince anyone of the truth in the immortal words of Louis
C.K.: “Everything’s amazing. And nobody’s happy.”
Beverly Akerman is a Montreal
writer.
Her debut collection of short fiction, The Meaning of Children, is
available at Amazon.com.
Originally published May 28th, 2012, in The Montreal Gazette.
