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Jane Flemming's avatar

In the 80's when we, and our daughter, were young we were not making much money and

were saving for a house. There was little for extras, but we lived in Montreal where there was

art on the streets and in museums and galleries, for a small or no fee. Place des Arts had a

Saturday program Brioche et Son, where children learned about the instruments in the

orchestra. We had Mount Royal to explore and play in, a neighbourhood children's pool where

water spouted out of a lion's mouth, and community ice rinks in the winter. We had the library,

free concerts at the universities and cheap travel on the subway to all the above and Montreal

Botanical Gardens and Agrignon Park. We didn't have a cottage to retreat to in the summer or

the wherewithal to fly to far flung places. We were poor, but we never felt poor.

I have worked in public and private schools. Private schools make sure their students have

access to the arts. Thanks to public funding for the arts all children have access to them.

It's too bad that the arts have this elitist association when there is a so much workmanlike

labour that goes into producing them and of what inspires them is drawn up out

of the world we are living in every day.

The movie theaters, delicatessens, Ogilvie's Christmas window, street life (the strong man who

pulled the buses on St. Catherine St.) were also great fun.

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Franklin Einspruch's avatar

Rawls, I think, would critique your stance by saying that it relies on you having your dependable good sense, but that no one is the last arbiter of what is best in our world, and no one ought to be, lest we degrade the liberal order as he described. What would be your reply?

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