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“The truth is Canada is a cloud-cuckoo-land, an insufferably rich country governed by idiots, its self-made problems offering comic relief to the ills of the real world out there, where famine and racial strife and vandals in office are the unhappy rule.”

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Mordecai Richler
Mordecai Richler

Mordecai Richler was a renowned Canadian author celebrated for his sharp wit and social commentary. His writing frequently portrayed the lives of Jewish Canadians and was characterized by its satirical style and vivid character development. Richler's writing career spanned several decades, during which he published numerous novels, short stories, and essays. more

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