Canuckus Deploracus wrote:
Are you saying the KKK became mounties?
(My mom sent me a story from some small town paper or other saying that Canadians should no longer wear red caps (ie. supporters of the Molson Canadian beer or the old Calgary Flames caps) because they might be mistaken for MAGA caps and trigger visiting americans.... it was a While back and I can't find it now... Many chuckles...)
I had an encounter with one of those Red Hat Mounties once:
I knew Mounties were big men; there was a minimum height restriction of six feet to be a Mounty. I had the opportunity to find out first hand just how big they were.
I was an American soldier assigned to duty at the Canadian Government’s Northern Defense Research Lab at Ft Churchill Canada. My team of Americans were installing and operating a Missile firing Facility to do high altitude research during the International Geophysical Year Expedition, which started in 1955 and continued through 1959.
We lived in Canadian Army Barracks and ate in their mess halls. Being a Sergeant I was entitled to eat in the non-com mess. It provided food cafeteria style and if there was nothing that took your fancy, you could be seated and a waiter or waitress would take your order from a menu and have your food prepared and bring it to the table, just like a restaurant.
I would walk past the hot line, inspecting the food available and if it took my fancy I would go the end of the line and pick up what I wanted to eat. One day as I did this, I decided the hot line looked good so I would make my selection from the already prepared food.
I did an about face and collided with the man behind me. The sound we made in contact was a basso profundo wooomph! It was the sound of a crash dummy colliding with a massive Kettle Drum. I backed off, with apologies automatically starting when I saw what I had collided with.
I was a 6’2” nineteen year old, sporting 190 pounds of muscle and bone. There were very few taller or more prepared to whip the world than I. Until now!
He was a Mounty. Black jodhpur trousers with a brilliant yellow stripe down the legs, which were tucked into knee high black boots, massive feet, much larger than my size elevens, a bright red tunic with a massive black Sam Browne belt spanning the girth of his Sequoia like waist and chest and he had a width that would make two of me.
I was looking at the middle of his chest and had to tilt my head back to see his face. My apologies died on my lips as I looked all the way up to see a slight smirk on his face. Holy -----! I knew they were big but this guy looked seven feet tall and 350 pounds at least
Sort of like this guy https://i.pinimg.com/736x/28/af/ec/28afec598cffe19ba729b7c29a8488e5--i-am-canadian-police-uniforms.jpg