Monday, January 23, 2012
Little Miss Progressive and the Attack Ads
Once upon a time in the dark and scary woods of Con Canada, lived a little girl named Little Miss Progressive.
And like many other girl and boy progressives she didn't believe in making nasty attack ads.
Even though the Big Bad Wolf and his evil friends made them all the time.
Used them to rip out the throats of their opponents. And win one election after the other.
But still Little Miss Progressive wasn't convinced. Because as her friend rabbit said "We're better than that eh?"
Until one one day along came a dark knight on a red horse, and told her the story of the Big Bad Wolf's long lost brother.
And how when he ran in Iowa he refused to use attack ads, and was eaten alive. But when he did use them in South Carolina.
He slaughtered the Mittens in the magic pajamas.
And so said the dark knight on the red horse to Little Miss Progressive, and her rabbit, maybe we should also use them against the Big Bad Wolf.
The best strategy is to hit first, and twice as hard. Be swift and brutal. Remind people that Harper moved us from a surplus to a deficit. That he didn’t see the recession coming. That he wants to dismantle health care. That he favours Alberta over other provinces. That he has a far-right SoCon agenda.
Whatever you do, progressives, do it now. Don’t wait. Stephane Dion and Michael Ignatieff complained about how mean Stephen Harper is, and it got them precisely nowhere. The best response to nasty attack ads then is simple: Make your own attack ads, fast, and make ’em nastier.
Now I'm with the dark knight eh? Because the survival of our country is at stake.
But still Little Miss Progressive wasn't convinced. Because like so many other progressives she's too nice and too precious.
So what did I tell her? Sleep tight sweet princess.
Pretend you live in a nicer country than Con Canada. Use morphine if you must.
And always, always, always remember.
To keep the door locked....