08.17.2016 07:05 AM

Mauril Belanger

Knew his wife, who was simply amazing, better. Him, not so much. 

Anyway. You know what I liked about him? Happened on one day. 

It was 2005, Spring. He’d been with The Boss early on, and then he abruptly wasn’t. He went over to Martin, when things were really bad. Some things you don’t forget. 

So, we ran into each other in front of Centre Block. Shook hands. Him: “I don’t like what you say about the Prime Minister.”

Me: “I don’t fucking like what you did to the real Prime Minister.”

He laughed, and so did I. Small talk. We parted ways, smiling. 

Always remember that. He was the only one of them who had the balls to take me on, to my face. I liked that. Didn’t leak stuff anonymously, like some of those little bastards in the Martin Blip PMO. 

Anyway. RIP and safe travels, Belanger. You weren’t perfect, like all of us, but you did good when you were here. 


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    Ronald O'Dowd says:


    First, MB, R. I. P.

    Ah, the vagaries of sugar plums.

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    Kevin says:

    A profoundly decent man. I had the privilege of voting for him a few times. I’ll remember him as someone who always did the right thing.

    R.I.P. Mr. Belanger.

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