Well although he personally believes that crack addicts should be jailed not pampered, I see Rob Ford is finally in rehab.
His monstrous Fordzillamobile is in the pound.
Earlier this week, Ford's Cadillac Escalade was impounded after a 36-year-old woman, Lee Anne McRobb, was charged with impaired driving in Bracebridge while behind the wheel of the vehicle.
And no doubt that "man of the people" is suffering terribly.
Or not.
I wrote this post a few years ago, after somebody questioned how an atheist like me, could celebrate Christmas. And I've run it every year since then on this day, because with some minor revisions to accommodate the passage of time, it still sums up how I feel about this day.
It's Christmas Day, and once again I have to explain to my friends, that although I'm an atheist, and I believe that our beautiful planet is our heaven and our hell.
And although I hate the shopping and the greed.
And although I know it can be a sad and lonely time for many.
I was raised in the Christian tradition, I believe in the earthly message of Jesus the revolutionary, I share the vision of those fighting for a kinder, gentler world.
And I do love this time of the year.
When I stare at that mugshot of Rob Ford. The one that was taken after he challenged a Florida cop to take him to jail for drunk and stoned driving, and was promptly arrested.
I can't help wondering whether more people should have realized where that spoiled son of a millionaire was heading.
Because now we all know eh? And it's not pretty.
Two years ago I first told you the story of Far Enough Farm, the beautiful little hobby farm on the Toronto Islands. A gentle story book place if ever there was one.
I told you how the brutish Con ogre Rob Ford was trying to destroy it for no good reason.
And how I was worried that some of the humble animals that live there might have to put down if the farm was shut down, because nobody would want them.
Oh. My. Furry. Photo-op. It was supposed to be the animal show of animal shows.
The Con Ministry of Propaganda and Disinformation's most spectacular production.
A chance to boost Great Ugly Leader's sagging polls, by making him look as cute and as cuddly as a giant panda.
But somehow, despite the heroic efforts of the marching band, and the FedEx cheerleaders, it just didn't work.
If you don't live in Toronto you probably know Rob Ford as the callous, vulgar, Con buffoon, who doesn't know what he is doing, and is always getting into trouble.
But because he has no effect on your life, you can laugh, or shake your head, or shrug your shoulders at this latest democratic outrage.
Among auditors Bruce Armstrong and Glen Davison’s findings: the mayor’s campaign overspent by $40,168, or 3% of the $1.3-million limit; it received $6,000 in donations made by 11 corporations, but listed them as coming from individuals..
It found the campaign attributed $19,500 to a “Bromell” fundraiser that never took place and that the money was actually raised at a Building Industry and Land Development Association event.
But the sad part is that a lot of people who live in Toronto feel the same way.
I try to ignore him. I look away from his ghastly image. I close my ears every time he opens his monstrous pie hole.
I try to delude myself into thinking that I can't possibly be living in Stephen Harper's Canada AND Rob Ford's Toronto at the same time.
I tell tourists I'm from Montreal, and like them I'm just visiting.
But it's no good eh? I just can't ignore an animal show like this one.
About six months ago I wrote a post about the little farm on the Toronto Islands that Rob Ford was threatening to close down.
Soon after that I thought it had been saved. But now it's on the chopping block again.
Even though just ONE weekend of ferry ticket sales would ensure its survival. And Ford threw away $60 million by canceling a registration fee for cars, in a city choking in its own fumes.
Now to add insult to injury it looks as if the little farm's survival may come at this price.
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Far Enough Farm is a little hobby farm located on one of the Toronto Islands. Every year hundreds of thousands of people visit it.
Because admission is free, it's a great place for poor families to take their children to, and introduce them to a way of life.
And to animals they would otherwise never see.
Except on a supermarket shelf.
It's also used extensively by children with special needs, who like other kids, can pet the gentle animals, and get free rides on ponies.
But now Rob Ford's Moron Nation regime is considering shutting down the farm, even though it more than pays for itself. Because that crass, vulgar, millionaire couldn't give a damn about poor people.
And the saddest thing is that because many of the animals have spent all their lives there, and are old, finding a new home for them will be practically impossible.
So they will have to be destroyed...
Which is why some of us are desperately trying to save the farm.
Like so many other things that make this city livable.
And why this afternoon, when I kissed the old donkey on its nose, I repeated my blood oath.
If Rob Ford and his Moron Nation want a war, so help me.
They are going to get one...
