Oh no. Poor Julie Couillard. She has sooooo much bad luck with her boyfriends.
First there was the big shot Hell's Angel who ended up in a ditch with a fatal case of lead poisoning. Her next biker love, from the Hells Angel puppet club The Rockers, became a police informer. Another convicted criminal boyfriend who apparently owed money to the Hells committed suicide. Now her latest sweet heart has been cruelly busted.
Finally.
So much for the judgement of Stephen Harper.
On Monday, Harper refused to answer whether authorities had run a security check on Couillard. "I have no intention to comment on a minister's former girlfriend," he said. "I don't take this subject seriously."
Muahahaha. I bet he does now.
So much for this pompous blogging ass.
The Prime Minister does not always have his finger on the pulse of public sentiment. But I suspect his response today - “Mr. Dion and Mr. Duceppe are quite a group of gossipy old busy-bodies,” in particular - had more than a few Canadians nodding in agreement.
You mean like IDIOTS?
Look I'm from Quebec so I don't really care who fucks who. And love is sometimes blind. But as I pointed out here and here this story was a disaster in the making.
And a Prime Minister who didn't see it coming ....or lied about what he knew...should simply resign. And take his dirty, corrupt, and incompetent Con government with him.
But not before some critical questions are answered:
What did Max and Julie discuss over dinner with Public Security Minister Stockwell Day...at Hy's on March 31st?
What was in the documents Julie took home? And who bugged her bedroom? Or her mattress?
Has our national security been breached? Has this whole government been COMPROMISED?
I'm so sorry this soap opera had to end so sadly....and so suddenly.
But with a full police investigation AND an extensive public inquiry....
The Epilogue should be even BETTER...
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