A Poem: “Progressive”


We no longer masturbate

in Ontario.


That part of our sex-ed

flew out the window.


Let them touch themselves

in Halifax, Montreal, Winnipeg.


Even in Whitehorse

– what else is there to do

on long wintry nights?


Just not in Toronto,




Here we fast-track our boys

to real manhood.

“Me Tarzan, you Jane”

more proper

than seeking consent.


And we teach healthy relationships,

ones that exclude

man to man,

woman to woman,

or anything LGBTQ.


That part crossed out too.


In Ontario

we remember our past.

In fact, we’re bringing it back

to the days before Google, Twitter, Snapchat,

with a 20-year old curriculum and a rotary phone,

trusting our new Leader

to take us down the path

where not knowing is knowledge,

division is unity,

news is fake,

and darkness and ignorance



(Editor’s note: poet Shai Ben-Shalom, an Israeli-born biologist, examines current events in the Blacklock’s tradition each and every Sunday)

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