Why it won’t happen:
Yep. Some of us tried, however, and got nothing but shit and abuse for our trouble. So, the NDP has become my enemy again. Their choice.
Paul Adams’ book, meanwhile, is worth choosing. I plan to read it.
A narrative is forming: Trudeau’s young and vital, but not serious.
Garneau’s the other side of that: older, calmer, wiser.
In other news, the NDP has to be going crazy that the Libs are getting this much attention.
It’s weird, but most people do the same thing, remember.
Daisy Group is looking for a U. of T. student (for its proximity to us, not because it’s without equal) who is interested in part-time interning. Writers given priority. We pay. Email me.
And, no, I’m not making that up.
Jim McDonnell, the Honourable Idiot from Stormont-Dundas-South Glengarry, said this, and I quote: “It’s 73 years ago today that Canada declared war on another tyrant, and that’s what we’re seeing here. The people of Nazi Germany didn’t know what was going on, and over my time here I find it hard to believe how hard it is to find out what’s going on and how easy it is for the government to hide things.”
I’d note, at this point, that there is a qualitative difference between Hitler’s regime, and a democratically-elected government, but it would be lost on Tim Hudak and his cabal of morons. So I’ll let you folks educate him instead, in comments.
UPDATE: Link here.
I am very sorry to hear this news, and I hope that it is not true. He is, truly, a great Canadian.
In the case of my family, we would never have come to Alberta had it not been for what Lougheed did for medicine, and medical research. He used government as a force for good, which is as it should be.
From a regular reader: “Warren: 1:36 pm, and they’re having a chat on Eglinton and Duplex. Blocking both lanes – on a road that already has several major construction bottlenecks. We’ve been sitting here for a long, long time.”
It was a mud pit, Riot Fest was, and situated (improbably) at Toronto’s historic Old Fort York. Inside the gates, thousands of grimy, gritty tattooed punks were in attendance — and hordes slamdanced in the mosh pit in front of the stage, as bands such as the Lawrence Arms, the Descendents and Toronto’s F–ked Up cheerfully broke assorted municipal noise bylaws. Facial tats, piercings and swear words in abundance. Anarchy and chaos reigned.
Backstage, Fat Mike — nee Michael John Burkett — soberly reflected on the electoral chances of Obama. Sporting a Mohawk hairdo and a T-shirt with something on it that cannot be published in a family friendly newspaper, Fat Mike surveyed the ceiling of his trailer.
“I don’t think (Obama) is in an impossible situation, at all,” says Fat Mike, brows furrowed. “In fact, given that he inherited the Titanic, politically, he’s done very well.”
Only 70 or so games to go!
