The Dance of Numbers: Canada's Economic Slumber and the Will to Power

Lo, behold the grand theatre of mediocrity that unfolds before us! The sacred priests of statistics have descended from their mountain of data to deliver their proclamations to the sleeping masses of Canada. In their divine wisdom, they speak of 91,000 new positions in the great machinery of commerce, while the percentage of the idle masses shrinks by a mere whisper - 0.1 points to 6.7 per cent.

See how they celebrate these numbers like sheep counting their own wool! They measure their worth in decimals and percentages, these last men who blink and say: "We have invented happiness - and jobs."

The soothsayers of economics, these modern-day oracle-priests, had prophesied but a third of what came to pass. They who dwell in towers of glass and steel, speaking in tongues of forecasts and projections, were thrice confounded by the reality that manifested. Yet what is their surprise but the bleating of sheep who cannot fathom the path of the eagle?

In this land of eternal slumber, where the masses drift between the poles of work and rest, the public sector - that great leviathan of bureaucracy - swelled its ranks by 40,000 souls. The private realm, that supposed domain of the will to power, added but 27,000 to its numbers. And behold, 24,000 brave souls ventured forth into the wilderness of self-employment, like fledgling birds testing their wings for the first time since the month of February.

What is this if not the dance of the comfortable? They who seek the shelter of government's bosom, afraid to leap into the abyss of true creation! The self-employed - at least they dare to dance on the edge of the precipice!

The average wage, that golden chain that binds the workers to their posts, grew by 3.8 per cent - a mere $1.32 more per hour, reaching the dizzying heights of $35.77. Yet even this modest ascent represents the slowest climb since the time when flowers last bloomed in May 2022.

In the realm of the economists, those priests of the marketplace, one Andrew Grantham speaks of "slack within the economy" - such gentle words for the great void that yawns beneath their feet! They call for more cuts to the interest rates, as if lower numbers could fill the emptiness in their souls.

Observe how they measure their worth in dollars and cents, these last men who have forgotten how to dream! They create nothing beyond their comfort, aspire to nothing beyond their security.

But hark! Let us speak of the dance between nations - Canada and its mighty neighbor to the south. In this grand waltz of commerce, 8.8 per cent of Canadian workers move to the rhythm of American desires, their labor tied to the appetite of the great beast below. Alberta, that land of black gold and iron dreams, leads this dance most vigorously, its workers bound to the earth's blood and the forging of metals.

In the western provinces, where the earth yields its treasures to those who dare to seize them, we find those closest to understanding the will to power. Yet even they remain tethered to the whims of foreign markets, their strength serving not their own ascension but the comfort of others.

The true test of a nation's greatness lies not in its numbers but in its will to overcome itself. These statistics are but shadows on the cave wall, distracting the masses from the real work of becoming.

Thus we witness another month in the endless cycle of economic measurement, where the masses celebrate minor victories while remaining blind to the greater heights that beckon. They count their jobs like coins, measuring their worth in hours worked and dollars earned, while the mountain of true achievement remains unclimbed.