Obituaries
Being Irish and Catholic, I am a sucker for well-written obituaries. This one, along with being near-pitch-perfect, benefits from some wonderful subject matter.
Being Irish and Catholic, I am a sucker for well-written obituaries. This one, along with being near-pitch-perfect, benefits from some wonderful subject matter.
It’s a tale of two nations, you might say.
When an American politician introduced a bill to crack down on Internet lawlessness, what was the reaction? And when a Canadian politician introduced a bill to crack down on Internet lawlessness, what happened up here?
Well, in the case of the U.S. bill — Rep. Lamar S. Smith’s Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA), aimed at punishing copyright infringement — companies such as Google and Wikipedia came together to launch a smart and effective grassroots lobby campaign. Their effort, which culminated in a web blackout on Jan. 18, stopped SOPA in its tracks.
Up here? Well, the Canadian bill — Bill C-30, Public Safety Minister Vic Toews’ Protecting Children from Internet Predators Act (PCIPA) — saw opponents come together to publicize Toews’ divorce files. The sickening campaign culminated in a shocking Ottawa Citizen story Thursday, which revealed the Twitter account that had been disgorging salacious details about the Toews family had been — wait for it — run out of the House of Commons.
Of course it is – sort of. So sayeth this pollster:
Now, as James Carville and others have cautioned, liberals and progressives too often dismissed conservatives as red-necked, mouth-breathing knuckle-draggers. (I’ve been guilty of it myself, and more than once, too.) But that’s been a big, big strategic error, for a couple of reasons. One, it plays into the conservative strategy to depict progressives as snobby, latte-sipping elitists who profess kinship with ordinary folks, but wouldn’t want to actually live next door to any ordinary folks. It validates the conservative narrative that they, and not pointy-headed liberals, are the real populists. They are the ones who are closest to the hopes and aspirations of average citizens. Not liberals, who are out-of-touch and high and mighty, and who mock the everyday concerns of Joe and Jane Frontporch.
It’s a big mistake for another reason: it underestimates our principal adversary. We should never underestimate the power and effectiveness of the conservative propaganda machine. Ever.”
The survey finding that despondent progressives should keep uppermost in their minds, however, is found in that last sentence: “More than half of Canadians (56%) believe the Federal Government has an important role to play to redistribute the wealth and intervene in the economy, even if it means increasing taxes.“
See that? That means that while they suspect that things are more conservative, they still believe that government needs to act as a progressive force for good. Even conservatives believe that – including, I’ve found, Tea Party conservatives.
What they despise, not matter what their partisan affiliation or personal ideology, is lack of authenticity and unfairness. It’s always been thus, but none so more than in The Year of Our Lord 2012: if they sense you’re a phony, and that you play favourites, you’re a goner.
That’s why Stephen Harper hugs the Tim Horton’s meme like his political life depends on it:
His political life does depend on it.
Wise words. Are you listening, Geoff and Jordan?
The repugnant folks who brought you the Persian Gulf War are at it again!
Here’s their list of QP Twitter “influencers.” As determined by, um, Hill and Knowlton.
Wouldn’t want to mention a competitor would ya, now, H and K?
Along with suggesting that Conservative attempts to remake the highest court are bearing fruit, I have a few other problems with the decision:
And so on and so on.
I’m usually in a minority on these things, but that’s fine. But when it comes to my children, I intend to be the one who decides what religions they are exposed to. When it comes to them, their Mom and I are the majority.
Not some bureaucrat. And certainly not the unelected conservatives on the Supreme Court of Canada.
Some of you have asked me what I think of his report.
I don’t like it.
Not just because of the content, but because I believe we have empowered elected and unelected officials to determine policy. Not outside consultants.
Yes, yes, I know: I’m an idealistic democrat, in my old age. And it’s true: I believe the people’s will should generally be supreme, and that the people should be determining the agenda. Not consultants. (And I’m a consultant!)
There. You asked what I thought, now you know.
Here’s what I wrote in The War Room:
[Opposition research] doesn’t mean prying into [a political opponent’s] personal life; if you do that, looking for dirt, it says more about you than it does about your opponent.
And:
When getting tough with an opponent — in paid media (with advertisements) or in earned media (with a pithy quote) — there are three rules you must always observe. One, the critical statement of fact you are making about your opponent has to be scrupulously accurate. No ifs, ands, or buts. Check it a dozen times, then check it again. Two, the allegation you are making must be an even-handed take on the facts — that is, it can’t be so wildly out of context that it offends people’s sense of fairness. It should heap ridicule on an opponent, not invite it against you. Three, the critical statement must be on the public record — what is sometimes called “quotes and votes.” Nothing about a person’s personal life.
And:
Most of the time, opposition research focuses upon a politician’s public life — the votes he or she made in the legislature, the curriculum vitae he or she bragged about, the travel costs he or she passed along to the taxpayer. Few folks would argue that an opponent’s public record should be exempt from scrutiny. It is one of the main ways, and sometimes the only way, voters can make informed choices on Election Day. A louder debate, naturally, rages about the ethicality of probing a politician’s personal life. Is it fair to publicize long-ago bounced cheques, or drug use, or draft dodging? Is it right? As a rule, and as I’ve said before, I don’t like it.
And:
[Carville] got on TV and told the truth about what was really going on: namely, that the Republicans and the Clinton-hating conservative media were trying to turn the personal into the political, trying to transform sex into an impeachable offence. Throughout this period, I observed what Carville was doing very carefully. I took notes, even. His handle-scandal strategy worked — and the proof of that was found in polling. The vast majority of Americans agreed with the essence of what Carville was saying. At the height of the scandal, a Pew Research Centre poll found that, even among Republicans, only 36 percent saw the controversy as very important, and only 33 percent were following it very closely. Clinton’s approval ratings went up, not down.
And so on.
I recall one day in the fall of 2009 when those of us who were assisting Michael Ignatieff heard a rumour about the personal life of a prominent Conservative politician. I and others spoke to Ignatieff about it. He said to us, with fire in his eyes: “If any member of my staff – anyone – is found to be circulating this crap, they will be fired immediately. Am I clear?”
That was the right and ethical position to take. Fight your opponents aggressively, for sure: that has always been my credo. But leave spouses and children out of it. It’s not fair to them. And it reflects badly on you.
Geoff Hall and Jordan Owens, former Ignatieff staffers, are you listening?
Many guys will understand what I mean when I say this: your father is both a bit of light, and a bit of shadow, over your path through life.
Mine, T. Douglas Kinsella, MD, OC, would have been 80 years old today. Eight years after we lost him, he remains a constant in our lives. He still illuminates some of the path. Without even being here, he still quietly persuades me to examine the choices I have made.
Me? I have made bad choices. I have been reckless and cruel with the hearts of too many. I have not lived by the single rule he left us.
“Love people, and be honest,” he said to us, and I often feel I have done neither.
He saved many lives as a physician, and he won accolades, and he was a member of the Order of Canada. But for us – my brothers, my closest friends – he was the man we aspired to be. Not for the distinctions he received, but for how he was, in his soul.
He was unfailingly honest; he was kind to everyone he met. He married his high school sweetheart, and was with her every single day for 50 years, and my God how they loved each other. We would sit there at the kitchen table in Calgary or Kingston or Montreal, and we would listen to him. He’d listen to us, too, and persuade us to try and figure things out. There were some great times, around that table.
The best thing is having a father like that. The hardest thing is knowing that you will never be like him.
On Saturday night, then, I dreamt that he died in 9/11; I don’t know why, but I did. I woke up weeping, and remembered that I wasn’t a boy anymore, and that he has been gone for almost eight years. I don’t think he would like what his son has become. I know I don’t.
So I put on my pants and shoes, and went out into the day, looking for what’s left of the path.
Happy birthday. I miss you.