Canada was the final destination of the Underground Railroad. We didn’t write poems about accepting someone’s huddled masses, we just did it, often quite reluctantly. Up here, we like our racism discreet and polite.
If you are a person of colour, and please note how it is spelled up here, c-o-l-o-u-r … vowels are less expensive in Canada, the chance of being called a racially demeaning phrase to your face is remote… you just won’t get the job, the apartment, the raise, the gig…
You think you're moving to a non racist country, but you're not.