Benedict Baldy continues to make friends
The repeated references to “balls” are disturbing, but worth a read. And, BTW, where did this web site come from?
The repeated references to “balls” are disturbing, but worth a read. And, BTW, where did this web site come from?
Quote:
“For the moment, it is a good sign that Mr Monti is being called “the professor”. It’s an indication that the people want him to succeed. Having been a professor myself and having done my time in politics, I would offer only one piece of advice: convince your people that you are doing this not for the banks, not for Europe, not for the bond market, but for them, your fellow countrymen and women. Remember they, not the bond market or the European Union, have the ultimate power. If they believe you are on their side, you can succeed. If they believe you are not on their side, you will fail and they can make your country ungovernable.”
The rest of his Financial Times essay is seemingly aimed at academics-cum-politicians in Greece and Italy, and it’s there if you want to read it. The above paragraph is the only part that references those of us toiling in the colonies.
The bit about the banks was interesting. I recall talking to him, during the 2009 global recession, and suggesting that we go after the banks – they, after all, were the ones who caused the mess in the first place, aided and abetted by laissez-faire conservative governments. Seemed pretty straightforward to me, and the likes of Trudeau and Chretien wouldn’t have hesitated a moment. Ignatieff, however, abjectly refused. His refusal wasn’t ever explained, but a refusal it certainly was.
That’s why the florid prose at the centre, there – “you are doing this not for the banks, not for Europe, not for the bond market, but for them, your fellow countrymen and women” – is a bit of a surprise. I don’t remember calls for that sort of stirring populism ever echoing through the hallways at 409-S, however much Bolsheviks like Ian Davey and I tried. Main Street always trumps Bay/Wall Street, I told him once, while he regarded me as if I was E.T.
Anyway, it’s all part of life’s rich pageant, I suppose. You live and learn. Sometimes you learn way too late.
The Santa Claus parade is on Sunday here in Toronto. Last year only one of my kids would go. Will anyone at all come this year?
…so, they’ve turned to Ayn Rand as their muse? Ayn Rand?
Overheard at the branding meeting: “You know, we’re tired of selling gym pants that make your ass look great. We’ve decided we’re all about a bizarre, crypto-fascist subculture that trivializes rape. Let’s go, team!”
Boy, marketing people sure are smart.
I just saw her speak at the Royal York. John Turner was there and lots of other folks. Very, very impressive.
What a piece of work Glen McGregor is. How is this news?
I think it’s just about time to publicize my recent correspondence with this jerk, and my less-recent experiences – such as when he publicized my family’s home address, thereby helping neo-Nazis I’d written about here to find us.
From the archives – what happened after McGregor published our home address:
Glebe park closed to foil rumored supremacist picnic
The Ottawa Citizen
Sat May 28 1994
Byline: Carolyn Abraham
In an unusual move, the City of Ottawa has decided to close one of its parks this weekend to foil alleged white supremacist plans for a Saturday evening picnic.
In response to an Ottawa police request Thursday, the city’s administrators decided to close Glebe Memorial Park today and Sunday, erecting barricades and signs reading: No Trespassing.
It was the first case of a park being closed to protect public safety that city and police officials could recall.
Ottawa police made the rare request after a flyer, allegedly from white supremacist groups, was distributed announcing plans to hold a “picnic and midtown stroll at the park at Percy and Chamberlain streets.
The flyer said the event was to “support young White families victimized by RACIST job quotas join 300-400 White families in celebrating our European heritage.
But Ottawa Insp. Patrick Moyle says the picnic was more likely intended to harass author Warren Kinsella, whose home backs on to the Glebe park — an uncommon spot for demonstrations or rallies.
Moyle said Kinsella has been targetted by white supremacists and received threats against his property since his bookWeb of Hate: Inside Canada’s Far Right Network was released earlier this year.
It was to protect Kinsella and his home that police asked the city to close the park. Moyle said police would find it “very difficult to defend Kinsella’s property should a gathering of white supremacists grow threatening adjacent to his backyard.”
When he learned of the park closing Friday, Kinsella said, “It was a prudent thing to do. I was concerned, especially for people who live in the neighborhood. It is distressing.”.
UPDATE: Poor Glen is upset. He has emailed and telephoned me to say that I have mischaracterized the email he sent to me about my private life, back in January. He says “I am happy to post it on my blog,” quote unquote. I’ll bet he is – in that way, he can circulate the results of his investigation into my private life to a wider audience, thereby building on his stellar reputation as the guy who cooked up the “rape Caroline Mulroney” contest. In that January 22 email, he tells me I “look silly” and then relates all sorts of detail that he could have only obtained through such an investigation. One: no, Glen, you don’t have my permission to publish stuff about my private life. Two, get a life.
UPDATED: He’s now sent another email that seems to threaten a libel action. Go to it, pal. We’d love to get you in Discovery to recount what folks in the Hot Room have told me and others.
Let’s see if I get this right. Their super-duper brilliant strategy is to now:
1. Scoff at the Constitution;
2. Dismiss Liberal Premiers who want this;
3. Piss off multiple regions who want democratic fairness; and
4. Echo what right-winger losers like Tim Hudak have said about “too many politicians.”
And people wonder why guys like me don’t have anything to do with the federal party anymore.
Wonder no more, etc.
The good news, I suppose, is that they closely resemble asparagus and a tasty roast.
The bad news is that E.T. tried to call home, but someone trapped him a Tupperware container.