I’ll be at the game tonight, comme toujours, so I found Feschuk’s wonderfully-written column a great read.
Apart from the fact that Feschuk masterfully provides some insight into a great NBA enigma, it’s also evidence of my belief that sports writing is the funnest to do and read.
We’ve been calling Timmy Hudak The No Plan Man. Turns out it wasn’t entirely rhetorical. Check out the URL, circled at the top.
Word is Timmy Hudak has lost yet another senior staffer – his Director of Communications!
But they’ve been doing such a great comms job, too!
Anyway, I think they should hire Rocco. He can do another “Bocce Balls” ad campaign for Timmy! Everyone loved that!
…that’s what Tim Hudak’s PCs want. What does it mean for you?
It’s crazy. And it raises the key question: where does Tim Hudak stand? Is the No Plan Man© now, fully, a hostage of a cabal of lawless rural extremists?
Hillier, the real PC leader, in handcuffs at an OLA protest.
Oh, snap! Heh.
Analysis by the pollster who found that:
“Although the survey doesn’t have direct evidence on this point, it is possible that this recoil effect, which is a recurring pattern of the past five years, was magnified by the Bev Oda affair. In a familiar pattern of voter recoil and government missteps, the tantalizing majority of a fortnight ago has evaporated into the narrow rut advantage of the last year. Zap! You’ve been Odasized!”
“Odasized.” I thought that was funny. Good one.
Which I’ve researched, to no avail:
1. Is sleepwalking considered a disability within the meaning of the provincial human rights codes?
2. If it is a disability, and a school prohibits a child from participating in the curriculum (eg. overnight field trips, etc.) because of it, is there an action that can be brought?
Dial up the reaction.
He’s done this before. Said no to ballistic missile defence, was worried how the Americans would react. So he sent us to the most dangerous part of Afghanistan, so he could point to it when criticized.
The more things stay the same, the more they stay the same.
Check this out: two eldest sons and I were working on their homework yesterday, pre-hockey game. One of them pulls out a big Cadbury Dairy Milk bar he bought at a convenience store near the Distillery District. Takes a chunk out of it, peels back the wrapper, and this what he sees.
It’s kind of funny, but it also got us wondering about what else may be tumbling out of Cadbury workers’ pockets into the big vats of chocolate. Any suggestions about what to do?
