You know you are truly Canadian when you are flipping through the channels and come upon Rita McNeil's Christmas Special and despite it being goofy and campy to a degree that is virtually ... no ... absolutely and completely ... indescribable, you simply cannot avert your eyes, let alone bring yourself to select a different channel. I think it's actually an act of treason for a Canadian to switch the channel once Rita McNeil's Christmas Special has come onto the screen.

I spent a hour cringing and singing and rolling my eyes and dancing and gagging all at the same time. I was simultaneously delighted and horrified. Delighted at the chance to indulge in something so purely Canadian. Horrified that this is what constitutes purely Canadian. Delighted that this is what constitutes purely Canadian. Horrified that I LOVE IT.