Holding Out for a Hero

“Where have the good men gone, and where are all the Gods?”

By N. Invictus (an anonymous Canadian teacher)

Does anyone else recall the naked bunny that hopped up and down Toronto Street during the Pride Parade of 2022? 

No, I was not there. But the news and video clips of a fully grown, completely naked man wearing a bunny mask, carrying a carrot, and sporting a petite backpack drew attention to such an extent that even those who do not find this parade relevant to them learnt about it. This overt display of one's genitals garnered gentle criticism from some parents as not being appropriate for the children who were at the pride parade! However, why would parents take their children to an explicit show of sexuality beats me! 

When I first heard about this incident, I could not believe it was true. Why on earth would a mature adult engage in such behavior? However, a simple Google search proved me wrong. To my surprise, I discovered that wearing bunny ears and masks is actually a trend among certain men, both when dressed and undressed. I could not help but be reminded of the line from Bonnie Tyler’s song, Holding Out for a Hero, from the 80s that says: “Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the Gods?” (My recollection of this song with the emphasis on the words “men” and “heroes” is a metaphoric one. In case this needs an explanation in this strange world of ours!) 

Flashback to 2000. After a three-year immigration process that involved scrutinizing my education, qualifications, work experience, character, and more (not my gender or sexual desires!), I arrived in Canada in early June 2000. Naturally, I connected with people who I knew and shared my background. One of them told me about a “fun” parade that happens in Toronto in June and encouraged me to attend, which I did- only for a very short while. I had absolutely no idea what this parade was about! Getting out of the subway at Yonge and Bloor I was dumbfounded by the number of almost naked men covered with different colors of paint who were running and dancing all over the place. My former acquaintance was gleefully taking pictures with these people who at the time I thought were performers of a show that is definitely not in line with my values and taste. I instantly knew this is not my cup of tea and was certain that no amount of so-called progression, assimilation, adaptation, or any act of coercion or compulsion could alter my stance on what I intuitively consider to be inappropriate. I bid my acquaintance farewell and went back inside the subway station and took the next train. And that was the end of my pride parade experience. I left but the question, what is it to be proud of never left me. 

I had convinced myself that this yearly exhibition of overt sexual proclivity is a natural outcome of living in a free country. After all, attending such events was not mandatory and at least those adults who find these events to their liking have a chance to enjoy it. However, what started as a one-day event gradually expanded into a week-long celebration, and eventually extended to a whole month. The parade spread from streets to schools undergoing a transformation from an adult-oriented event to a supposedly child and family-friendly showcase. 

What was initially claimed to protect certain minority groups with different sexual orientations from discrimination and bias has transformed into the dissemination and endorsement of a wide range of sexual activities, with the age groups lowering as years go by, disregarding biological realities and even celebrating self-hate while aggressively censoring any discussion or opposition on the matter. Effectively shutting down freedom of speech and thought. The Western world, which I thought would be my refuge and for which immigrants endure immense hardships, has become its own worst enemy, infected by parasitic ideas that have evolved into something akin to an autoimmune disease, resulting in self-destruction from within, attacking its own newly formed cells- its children. In the midst of this, some men metaphorically speaking have transformed into bunnies (of course, not all of them and not just men, so please don't take offence!) including our government officials who are hopping along the path sending congratulatory messages throughout this month! And even going to the extent of proposing bills to protect drag show performers, while disregarding the concerns of parents who wish to safeguard the innocence of their children! If this isn’t insanity, I am not sure what is! 

Over 2 decades later, the question of what is it to be proud of still lingers. How on earth did we become so narrow-minded and shallow, not only in identifying people based on such a minor and personal and private aspect of their lives- namely, with whom, with what body parts, and how they engage in sexual activity- but also in taking pride in it? What possessed people to define themselves solely by their unconstrained sexual desires? What happened to character, personality, contribution to society, and responsibility? And why do our government officials demand full submission to these doctrines from everyone? 

Among all the factors that have shaped our country, the great men and women who endured hardships and founded this nation (whose statues are being brought down in ignorance), those who built our cities, towns, schools and universities (whose names are considered disgraceful enough to spend millions of taxpayers' money to change them ungratefully), and all the sacrifices made to defend and make this country one of the best places in the world, along with our inspirational heroes (whose images are being erased from our Canadian passports by our own government as if our history and heroes are something to be ashamed of!), it is disturbing to witness that a gross display of unrestricted hedonistic pleasures is deemed worthy of pride. 

The era of “Holding Out for Heroes” is not over, quite the reverse. More than ever, as a nation we are in dire need of good men and women who will step up, take a strong stance, speak out, and steer Canada to sanity. Where have all the good men gone? 

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Thanks for reading. For more from this author read, Every child matters, Or do they?

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