So they'll be leaving I guess?
Probably not. Life's too good here compared to countries created by Muslims. They'll want us to double-down on the Muslim immigration while attacking our cherished Canadian value of free speech with anti-blasphemy laws so Canada becomes more hospitable for Muslims while becoming more inhospitable for the rest of us.
However, I propose a better solution.
Ban all Muslim immigration to Canada.
And help the Muslims here resettle in Muslim majority countries where they can openly practice their religion free of discrimination and fear of violent intent; and where, sadly, non-Muslims can't. But we have to make sure we help them resettle in the right Muslim majority country because if we end up sending, say, Sunni's to Shiite lands, or Ahmadis to anywhere, we'd probably see a body-count worse than a Nigerian village massacre that will push Christians from the number one spot as the world's most persecuted religious group. And boy, won't our faces be red!
It's for their own well being you understand. Canada has apparently become as insensitive to it's Muslim religious minority as Muslims are to religious minorities in their midst. Or as insensitive as Muslims are to Canadian norms and traditions.
And their exodus from Canada is the apt punishment this "Islmaphobic" country deserves. When Muslims leave Canada and take all their, uh, stuff, I guess (I was going to say contributions but we all know there aren't any) then we'll be sorry.
They can think of it as a learning experience. The intolerance they encountered here will grant them the perspective they'll need to champion for the basic human rights denied non-Muslims in Muslim majority countries. It's where their pleas for pluralism, tolerance, and acceptance are needed the most because it's obvious Muslims are so concerned about the basic human rights of religious minorities everywhere in the world expect, of course, in Muslim countries.
So, Muslims, sorry things couldn't work out. We tried our best but it turns out our relationship was doomed from the start. Don't feel bad. It's not you. It's us, I swear.