…is complaining about a comedy show being mean to him. Seriously.
I’d love to be able to joke about him having access to the nuclear codes, but I just can’t. This is precisely what Hillary warned everyone about (although not nearly enough, which is a subject for another day). If the Doomsday Clock isn’t fully at midnight by the end of January 2017, I will be amazed.
Warren Kinsella, a former assistant to Mr. Chrétien and now a Hill Times columnist, said sexism played a role in both Ms. Clinton’s and Ms. Chow’s defeats, and that the campaigns of Mr. Martin and Mr. Prentice were simply “badly run.” However, he said it’s always a number of factors that lead to these star candidates losing rather than just one thing.
He said with all the noted situations of favoured candidates losing, there was a longing for change among the electorate, and they weren’t seen as the ones who were going to bring that change.
“When people want change, you’d better not be seen as the candidate of the status quo,” Mr. Kinsella said in an email. “Voters will embrace the change candidate every time, even if it’s radical change, as in the case of the shockingTrump win.”
We’ve been getting many messages from very upset people, from Niagara to Whitby, telling us that the Your Ward News pro-Nazi filth is landing in their mailboxes again.
We know the federal government and Judy Foote did their part. So, where is the provincial government? Municipal governments? NGOs, who are supposed to care, like CIJA? The police?
Nowhere. Meanwhile, the Trump Web of Hate spreads.
So, yes, I despair. Trump, the explosion in hate, all of it. So I turn to Joe and the boys, as always, for solace and salvation. The best song ever, the song that changed my life. Truncated, but truer now than ever before. Last part, especially.
Midnight to six man For the first time from Jamaica Dillinger and Leroy Smart Delroy Wilson, your cool operator
Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae With backing bands sound systems And if they’ve got anything to say There’s many black kids here to listen
But it was Four Tops all night, with encores from stage right Charging from the bass lines to the treble But our place ain’t got no roots rock rebels Our place ain’t got no…roots, rock, rebels
Dress back, jump back, this is a bluebeat attack ’cause it won’t get you anywhere Fooling with your guns The British Army is waiting out there An’ it weighs fifteen hundred tons
White youth, black youth Better find another solution Why not phone up Robin Hood And ask him for some wealth distribution
Punk rockers in the UK They won’t notice anyway They’re all too busy fighting For a good place under the lighting
The new groups are not concerned With what there is to be learned They got Burton suits, ha! You think it’s funny Turning rebellion into money
All over people changing their votes Along with their overcoats If Adolf Hitler was here today They’d send a limousine anyway