Canadians love to talk about weather. Most Canadians like to complain about weather. Almost all Canadians like to complain about winter. This is a message to you, the winter-haters.
Do you know how lucky we are to live in a place with four spectacular seasons? Do you know what it’s like to live in a place where the seasons never change or change very little? It’s bloody boring!
Winter is beautiful. Ice is an amazing display of the complexity of nature. You can literally watch crystals form on every surface of every object. Everyday things like puddles and stop signs and your windowpanes become crystal collectors. Then crystals fall from the sky and everything turns bright white! It’s almost too incredible to believe!!! And you want to complain about it?!
Boo-hoo, you have to drive a little slower because the roads are slippery. Your feet get wet because the sidewalks are slushy, you poor thing. Your nose gets chilly when you’re walking to work, woe is you! You have to scrape your car in the morning, IS THERE NO END TO THE TORTURE YOU MUST ENDURE??!?!??!?
I say quit your whining and enjoy the spectacle. If minor inconvenience are enough to spoil the awe-inspiring spectacle of icy magic, then I don’t want to hear about it. Go on living your miserable life alone and in silence. And if you do it just because it seems like the thing to do, stop, think, and adjust your behavior accordingly.
first guy: Hey how are yah?
second guy: I’m good. . . it sure is a cold one out there.
first guy: Yes sir. Ten below I heard.
second guy: I heard twelve.
first guy: Yup, mighty cold.
second guy: Yup.
How utterly boring. If you’re one of the people who compulsively complains about winter, shut your mouth, open your eyes, look around, and start marveling. It’s beautiful and we should all enjoy it or at the very least we should be able to deal with the inconvenience and discomfort in silence in order to admire the immense beauty in conference.