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Canuck Chick Nation
We Canuck Chicks have been making our
mark on the world since long before John A. Macdonald
and the boys sat down to draw up the blueprints for
Confederation. Not only had Frances Brooke long since
penned North America’s first romance novel by that
time (a rather steamy story set in the frozen wilds of
Quebec, incidentally): heroine and all-round gutsy broad
Laura Secord had already done her bit to warn the
British troops at Beaver Dams about an impending attack.
(Of course, she didn’t actually get any credit for
that rather noteworthy achievement for the next 40
years, thanks to a Johnny-come-lately on the scene who
managed to convince the military bigwigs that he’d
been the one to save the day. Some things never change,
now do they?)
That’s not to say that we Canuck
Chicks have exclusively specialized in virtue, of
course. In fact, some Canuck Chicks, like Toronto
dominatrix Terri-Jean Bedford, have made entire careers
out of being bad. Likewise some of the "gifts" we’ve
chosen to share with the world have come dangerously
close to being stamped "return to sender."
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Marlen Cowpland’s Celebrity Pets
show comes to mind.) We Canuck Chicks are a decidedly
motley crew of saints and sinners, good girls and bad
girls, winners and losers, after all. That’s what
makes researching a book of this sort so much fun…
The Ultimate Girly Romp
Wondering what I’ve got in store for
you? Allow me to give you a sneak peek. In addition to
introducing you to some of the more noteworthy women to
inhabit our part of the planet over the past 150 years
or so, I’m ready to spill the beans about the
sometimes hilarious lengths the menfolk went to in their
efforts to keep us in our place. (They weren’t too
keen on letting the pre-feminist genie out of the
bottle!) Of course, over time, they finally clued into
the fact that their efforts to convince us to swear off
smoking, drinking, and premarital sex, to abandon the
fight for the right to vote, and to steer clear of the
workforce had a tendency to, well, backfire. The more
emphatically they told us not to do something, the
greater the likelihood we would rush right out and do it
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