vive le quebec libre!!

so i was in montreal this weekend. i was supposed to go to this party on saturday night, but the dude who was throwing it was bleeding from his mouth. for, like, two hours. so he went to emergency, cuz after awhile, he couldn't stand up on his own. so my buzz is totally gone at this point (wouldn't yours be?) so me and my cousin go to a terrace in old montreal. after two hours of drinking, and failing to roofie any 17 yr old french boys, we decide to call it a (weird) night.

we ask the waiter how to get out, since they've blocked off the door we came in. he points to three doors. for some reason, we use...the fourth door he didn't point to....

....fast forward to me and the cuz ending up at a hard-core seperatist party. a quebec-nationalist band was playing fast and furiously in front of the largest fleur-de-lis flag i've seen. the crowd was wild. it was a private party, the bouncer wasn't letting anyone from the street in. there was no windows. me and cuz look at eachother and at the same time, realize THIS IS *AWESOME*. determined to fit in, we order drinks in (bad) french, and start dancing along to the music.

we get even drunker.

the cuz goes to the bathroom. i am left alone to ponder my sovereignty. when the singer dude says in english...'word on the street is that we have someone from toronto here tonight....' people looked at me, and said some french slang that i didn't understand. and then the band broke into song again, and it was a song about how much dick toronto sucks.

the cuz comes out of the bathroom and your gentle narrator suggests its time to book it the hell out of there.

man, being a seperatist must be cool...it looks like it's the new trendy thing in quebec. i'd be all over that shit...except for the absolute and total exclusion of anyone who's not white and priveleged.