I WOKE UP yesterday morning in Halifax to find that the sun was shining. The sky was neither louring nor black nor falling.
Nor were the huddled masses headed West.
I’d know if they were, because our home under-looks the MacKay Bridge and I like to watch the traffic.
On Wednesday morning, a steady stream of vehicles rushed toward the busy, pogey-free peninsula of Halifax.
So I guess that the world-as-we-know-it isn’t ending – yet.
I offer that reassurance to all of you – but especially to those who hear the hounds of hell growling from the sloped shoulders of the low hills of Hants County.
And to those people I say – get your hearing checked.
For I fear that our collective senses are failing us.
We see construction cranes on the skyline, but talk of economic doom.
We know that some of the world’s biggest insurance and financial services companies have chosen to set up shop in Halifax.
But we tell our children that economic prospects are better on the barren tundra – and in the uncultured cities – of the imagined Western territories.
"Go away," we say in a faltering voice. "There is nothing for you here."
Well, I never thought I’d say this, but thank God that Stephen Lund begs to differ.
Lund runs Nova Scotia Business Inc., the agency that can take credit for attracting those financial services companies from Bermuda.
Last week, Lund went to a career symposium at Halifax West High School – where about 95 per cent of kids said they planned to leave the province to find work.
That blew him away. Then "they all put their hands up" when they were asked if they felt there were no opportunities here in Nova Scotia...
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