We've all seen this absurd clip in that ghastly Con attack ad at least a thousand times. For there is no escaping it.
And if you're like me you have no doubt wondered what it has to do with Justin Trudeau's qualifications to be Prime Minister.
And whether it's just another hideous attempt to undermine Justin's masculinity.
But who could imagine that the distinguished writer Margaret Atwood could write a column about that hairy question, and be censored by the National Post?
