October 2014 Archives

Corruption in Restaurants: Is a Little Necessary?


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Corruption will always exist in the world, no matter the subject or area. As kids we may be exposed to it early on, as we perceive one or both parents favouring a sibling over another, or a teacher favouring a student. We deem corruption unfair or hazardous to our well-being; but what if it isn't? What if a little corruption would be able to help keep you afloat or on equal ground with a competitor? What if laws or rules worked not in your favour, but in those that are more than capable of sustaining their livelihood? This is what I wish to investigate through my profile of Mr. A.K., someone who has experienced this first hand.




To begin with, I would like to say that I am not a confrontational person, nor am I hard to get along with. This may seem counter-intuitive towards what my topic of choice is, considering it involves Montreal's complete separation from Quebec. Throughout my life the whole political aspirations of Quebec have affected, which is why I am advocating for Montreal and the Greater-Montreal areas to the border of Ontario to separate from Quebec, becoming the 11th province in Canada. Why this strikes home to me so much is because of how the Quebec separation attempts have affect me and my family, as well as many other people I know. But for the sake of the autobiography, I'll just stick to me.

When I was five-years old, I had my first taste of what sovereignty was and how it affects the population. My family and I were living on the South Shore, my father and mother both working in downtown Montreal. The neighbourhood we lived in was primarily Francophone (a word invented in Quebec to identify the French-speaking population; other created words include Anglophone (English) and Allophone (neither)) but we all got by with our basic French. One of my sisters spoke more French than English, something she had a hard time with later on. In 1993, there was a huge debate about separation and sovereignty, as the PQ government pushed the idea heavily. With all this fear, companies and the population were afraid of what would happen. This is where it affected me, as the company my father worked for was afraid of separation, and being a predominately English company he was transferred to their head office in Toronto. As you could imagine, at the time I knew nothing of why we were moving, only that my life was going through a change that I did not want to go through.

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