So. First day of October. Here’s bits and pieces, this and that:
Ipsos says the Tories are ahead, and have been ahead since the start of the election campaign. Warren says they’re not ahead by nearly enough. After blackface, after LavScam, after Aga Khan, after Griswolds Go To India, after Gropegate, after no legislative achievements whatsoever, after unbalanced budgets in perpetuity – after all that and more – Andrew Scheer should be favoured by 110 per cent of Canadians, and his party ahead by a billion points. He isn’t. They aren’t.
In my view, Butts was merely doing his job, and doing it well. But was it a good idea for Raj to get together with Butts, mere days before the debates kick off?
No. And some studies actually make that clear, too.
Conservative voters – and the debate audience will include conservative voters – are acutely focussed on moderator bias, as seen in this Rasmussen survey. Why, then, feed that narrative?
There is now an entire cottage industry devoted to finding and documenting media bias. It is a surprisingly sophisticated mini-industry. Raj is dreaming in technicolour (or in high definition 4K) if she thinks that the above little get-together will go unnoticed. It lit up the Internet after it came out last night; it’s still doing so.
I left it to chance
I never should’ve let this get so far out of hand.
But I’ll do anything to not be alone ’cause when I’m alone you know I’ll…
I can easily fall back into old habits that I thought I’d left behind
And they rip me apart and I realize…
Don’t be alarmed, I have to lie
Take everything and keep it in stride.
I know I’m sick and I’m not right.
I’m so f*cking tired of living this life.
I made for myself, I’m sorry that I
Cannot get past what keeps me away from the light.
I hope this explains my problem to you,
Cause I feel like this every night.
Don’t wanna be like this, anxious and angry, hopeless, upset all the time.
Unable to get back the feeling I lost somewhere along the line.
I wear it all on my sleeve and everyone sees no matter how hard I try.
I’ve never felt worse in my whole life.
Don’t be alarmed, I have to lie
Take everything and keep it in stride.
I know I’m sick and I’m not right.
I’m so f*cking tired of living this life.
I made for myself, I’m sorry that I
Cannot get past what keeps me away from the light.
I hope this explains my problem to you,
Cause I feel like this every night (after night)
Feel like this every night (after night)
Feel like this every night (after night)
Feel like this every night (after night)
Feel like this every night (after night)
Feel like this every night (Night after night)
Feel like this every night (Night after night)
Feel like this every night (Night after night)
like this every night (Night after night)
Every single night
In the County, heading to the dump, coming up this hill, and the intro vocal bit on Arcade Fire’s ‘Wake Up’ comes on, and everything’s better than it’s been in a while.