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Canadian TV has deteriorated sadly since the days of the "Wayne and Shuster Comedy Hour"
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So I was spared my fantasized plot thread of a young Muslim boy and a young Jewish boy -- the son of the local rabbi, of course -- who find some quarrel in a straw, but then, through the wisdom of their sage and tolerant fathers, become best friends, while their families go into business together in a joint kosher/halal butcher shop, where the Jewish boy's older brother, home from med school for the summer and helping out in the shop, falls madly in love with the Muslim boy's doe-eyed, hijab'd sister, as a result of which her father's wish for an arranged marriage with a friend's son from Pakistan wavers, he sees the multicultural way of the future, and his opposition to the match with the Jewish boy melts away. Fade to a wedding feast on a groaning table laden with chopped liver, hummus, brisket, couscous, with happy Muslims and Jews, arms linked, awhirl in a dizzying hora, segueing into a joyous, high stepping round of YMCA ?