Personally, I like the Canadians and find them to be a very polite, entertaining lot. The last time I was in Canada, back in '92, I pulled over to a wayside rest to have a sandwich and stretch out a little.
I'm not there for more than 30 seconds and here comes a whole buncha Canadians toward me. If you'll look at the accompanying photo, from left to right... Ceili, Montana, Ehbeth, and Cav. You can barely see blatham in the background.
And, incidentally, that was the day I first learned of A2K. So I guess you can thank the Canadians for my presence here.