“Oh shit. What have we done?”
Just when you think Canadian politics couldn’t get more boring, they drag you back in with a juicy constitutional crisis. When I heard what Harper had done, I waltzed up to The First Husband in the Foredeck chortling, “Omg, Stevie baby has done it now. He just couldn’t resist the urge to get the boot into the Opposition.” As always, he didn’t even look up from what he was doing, just murmured “What has Harper done now to set you off on another rant.” There’s no point in talking to him about it – he informed me last night, as we were on the way to dinner with friends, that I’m so blinded by my hatred of Harper that I can’t see clear. The bastard; he chose his moment well. I had to be nice to him for the rest of the evening, since we were guests in someone’s house and they weren’t up for a good old Irish-style barroom brawl about politics. (Damn these polite Canadians. But the fondue was delicious.)
I may despise the man (I only hate people who are relevant to my life!), but even I could not believe that Harper would be so stupid, that he was incapable of ignoring his dark side, even at a time like this. Given the chance to bankrupt the opposition parties, he had to take it, and to hell with any mature, decent impulse to achieve all-party unity in a time of national crisis. He miscalculated, thought the other parties would turn the other cheek, and they didn’t. And, in typical bully-boy Harper fashion, first he huffs and puffs – insisting Stephan Dion had no right to take over the government without an election and ignoring his own statements and actions along the same lines in the past – then he shuffles out poor old John Baird, the one-time party Rotweiler, now a sad, closeted shadow of his former self whose only duty seems to be squiring the PM’s wife to charity events, to mumble that, erm, they were withdrawing the measure and could the nasty opposition parties please stop coalitioning and all.
As if. The Liberals and Dippers have smelled blood in the water and they’re circling for the kill. Now, if they could just refrain from biting their own testicles off, we might have a coalition, small-l liberal government by Christmas. Fun times, tra-la.
I. Love. Canadian. Politics…ESPECIALLY when Stephen Harper makes an ass of himself…
Me, too. I LOVE seeing egg all over Stevie’s puss.
Did you hear Cross Country Checkup tonight with Rex?
the whole programme was devoted to our newly unboring politics and the possibility of Da Bloc, anti-fed ‘r us, having some control.
I’m with you on Harper, he scares me.
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I’m afraid I did not hear Rex on the radio, although I did see his tour de force turn on The National last night.
Funny thing about Harper, the way he really puts women (real women, of course) right off. He gives me the creeps – he reminds me of Elizabeth Barrett’s father – cold, intransigent, unmoved by weakness or illness. Brrr.