I know we've been getting our fair share of open letters over the past couple months, and I'm not a joiner, which is why I'm only writing one now. But please hear me out: I am writing this letter on behalf of Canadians. Canadians who spent their money on Justin Bieber albums, on seeing the first Justin Bieber documentary, and on ordering pizza to accompany his 2011 Christmas special at Massey Hall. We were the ones who shamed naysayers who didn't recognize his talent, and now we are going full Mom. As in: kid, it's time to get your act together.
Dear Justin Bieber,
I'm sorry I can't call you "Justin" because it's too familiar, and I'm sorry I can't call you "Mr. Bieber" because that's just too weird. So "Justin Bieber" it is. Hello. I am a 28-year-old Canadian, and I like your music a lot.
You've got a great voice, you can dance like the dickens, and you're a talented human being. I saw your first movie, I watched the Christmas special with my friends, and I still keep your holiday albumRead More »from An open letter to Justin Bieber