Thursday, December 19, 2019

Neil Cameron - legendary Montreal professor, rebel politician and tireless raconteur dead at 81

    Longtime John Abbott history teacher Neil Cameron, best known as one of four candidates to win seats for the upstart Equality Party in the 1989 provincial elections, has died in Montreal of kidney failure.
   Cameron, to those who know him, was a uniquely thought-provoking raconteur with an uncanny ability to sustain an endless and compelling monologue, referencing subjects ranging from from Le Mans race car drivers to Montreal cinema to Sartre's hits-and-misses.
   For decades Cameron cut a familiar figure in bars on Crescent and Bishop, where his well-constructed diatribes and total recall of minute detail, often took aim at high-minded progressives. Observers would note that his memory for detail would miraculously only sharpen with each drink.
   Cameron was as surprised as anybody in 1989 when voters preferred him over Joan Doherty in his West End seat, as his anglo-rights party stunned onlookers by wresting four seats in the provincial legislature.
   He later freely shared his insights into provincial politics with all who asked.
   Had he penned a memoir, it would not have been kind to Richard Holden, a fellow Equality Party member who turned coat and joined the government, leaving the fledgling upstarts weakened.
    Cameron's fresh eyes on provincial politics noted that Premier Bourassa dictated every detail of the provincial budget, with his finance minister Gerard D. Levesque serving as a powerless figurehead. Cameron also marveled at the slick tactics employed by the powerful Quebec agricultural lobby.
   Cameron credited a handful of ideological opponents in the Parti Quebecois whom he held in high esteem for their kindness, hard work and intelligence.
   Cameron was raised in Calgary by a single mother after his father died when Neil was three. He moved to Montreal near Jeanne Mance and Milton in 1962 where he attended McGill and worked on an unfinished PhD, largely about Ernest Rutherford, whose work splitting the atom Cameron greatly admired.
  In later years Cameron lived alone in a modest apartment on Prudhomme just above Sherbrooke. He never fathered children but spent Christmases in Toronto with his ex-wife and two stepchildren - whom he cared for deeply.
   Cameron was a longtime active member of the Twenty Club that has met regularly for over 90 years in Montreal to debate issues of the day and also included members such as Richard  Lord, Warren Allmand, Carman Miller, Michael Fish and many other notables.
   Cameron long battled health issues but credited his doctors with prescribing him medications that did much to get his weight down. Only during the last few months did his breathing and kidney issues become insurmountable.
   Cameron died on Wednesday December 18, 2019 after a recent stay at the Glen Superhospital where he declined an offer of dialysis. A service for Cameron has been slated for mid-January.
 
 

2 comments:

  1. He was indeed a remarkable figure.
    May he rest in peace.

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  2. Found this comment elsewhere, so I'm reposting here:

    Yesterday a FB friend posted a photo of Cheech and Chong and I commented that my old friend Neil Cameron, former college and university professor and provincial politician and raconteur extraordinaire, had gone to school with Tommy Chong in Calgary back in the '50s.
    Today I pick up the newspaper and see that Neil just passed away. He was 81. I don't know how many of my FB friends knew Neil but he was, without a doubt, the most knowledgeable person I ever knew. Some people think my general knowledge is pretty good. It paled in comparison to Neil's. Ask him a question about the films of Sir Carol Reed and he'd go on a half-hour discourse on the subject. Mention you're reading a book about Joshua Reynolds and he'd explain his importance in British art history in the 18th century.
    I remember him telling me back in 1975 about this new singer-songwriter he had just come across and after reciting a bunch of his lyrics telling me that I really should pick up a copy of this fellow Tom Waits's latest LP. I first met Neil when he taught me American history at college in 1975 and I was a little flabbergasted when I handed in my exam at the end of the term that he asked me to come down some Friday evening and join him for a drink at this rather seedy bar called the Royal on Guy Street.
    There Neil would hold court with a bunch of his fellow academics and consume an amazing amount of beer and Players cigarettes while he discussed everything under the sun. I remember one time falling asleep at our table after drinking 7 or 8 beers and woke up about an hour later. Neil was talking about something--was it the practice of Chinese footbinding or the protocol of dueling in the 18th century?--but I gradually lifted my head up. Neil looked over, paused for a second, smiled, and said, "Oh, Pierre, glad to see you're back with us" and then carried on seamlessly for another 30 minutes or so. (I think he was talking about the strategy and tactics used in the Peloponnesian Wars)
    I realize that he was one of those precious teachers who made me want to inspire students the way he did me. I didn't realize at the time when I first knew him but looking back on it now I know he lit a fire in me to spend a lifetime trying to learn all I could about the world around me. RIP, Neil.

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