I confess to always having had a touch of Cold War envy. As a keen watcher of military and geopolitical affairs, I far prefer the relatively clear and orderly divisions of the superpower rivalry to the gigantic sucking chest wound that is modern international affairs. I’m old enough, barely, to remember the dying days of the Cold War — my parents told me to watch TV when the wall came down. It was important, they said. They were right.
I studied the Cold War closely in school. I’m probably one of only a handful of Canadians born after 1980 who doesn’t …read more
Source: National Post
