Well let's put it this way, it wasn't one of Rona Ambrose's better days.
It's not that she's had many good ones. She hasn't.
But this was a day of triple embarrassment.
First Kevin O'Leary took aim at Rona's bombing fixation.
Then the American military made her look foolish.
Now I understand why Justin Trudeau took his time before unveiling our new military mission in Iraq and Syria.
For it was worth the wait.
It's far more rational and sophisticated than the Con's one dimensional bombing mission.
Much bigger than Rona Ambrose had hoped.
And far more Canadian.
Well let nobody say I didn't warn them. I predicted Jason Kenney would be the worst possible Defence Minister for these troubled times.
I knew that sexually repressed religious fanatic would be inflamed by a religious war, and the sight of so many men in uniform.
And would soon lose control of himself, start shooting his mouth off, and trying to turn our mini-war in Iraq into an all-out crusade.
When I first heard the news that another Canadian jihadi had surfaced on YouTube, and was making wild threats against us, at first I was naturally terrified.
Could Great Closet Leader really have found another warrior wannabe like himself, to scare the cowardly into voting for his foul Con regime?
And try to justify turning us into a police state.
But then I saw it was only this loser.
I see the leader of the ISIS Death Cult may have had a bruising encounter with the American Death Machine.
Iraqi officials said Sunday that the head of the Islamic State of Iraq and Syria (ISIS), Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi, was wounded in an airstrike in western Anbar province. Pentagon officials said they had no immediate information on such an attack or on the militant leader being injured.
And one can only hope it's fatal.
But sadly killing its deranged leader won't destroy that genocidal cult.
Uh oh. Now we really are at war again. The ominous signs are unmistakable.
The CF-18s are on the way to the Middle East.
To save us from the ISIS hordes that would behead us in our beds. Or mow us down in a Tim Horton's parking lot.
Because you're not safe anywhere eh? And even if you arrest them you can't stop them.
The dreaded Threat Level, which I didn't even know existed, is glowing yellow.
And in the Seventh Sign of the Apocalypse, Stephen Harper has just fired another missile out of his rear orifice, in the general direction of Justin Trudeau...
In the fog of war there are some things about Stephen Harper's plan to use airstrikes to defeat the ISIS crazies that are already abundantly clear.
One, they make him look as if he's taking decisive action, even though so far they are proving notoriously ineffective.
Two, they are REALLY expensive.
In a crazy sort of way.
And three, so far the only clear winner is the U.S. military industrial complex, and Harper's really good friends at Lockheed Martin.
I always knew he'd lead this country to a very dark place, from the day he came to office.
And the very first thing he did was order the removal of the words "women's rights" from thousands of government documents.
I knew then that he was an alien beast like we had never seen before.
And now of course it's even worse. The country is bleeding from a thousand wounds, and he's crazy desperate, and trying to scare us into submission.
It's raining where I live tonight so I can't see the blood moon. But I'm sure if I was in Ottawa I would get a great view of it.
Hanging low and bloody over the House of Commons.
Because this was the day Stephen Harper finally got his War in Iraq.
And it couldn't have been a crazier show.
So great is Stephen Harper's contempt for Parliament, that even on the day when it debated his plan to take us to war, he didn't even bother to show up.
No doubt preferring to stay at home, and prepare himself psychologically so he can control himself, and his bowels, when the special moment arrives.
And after eleven years he FINALLY gets his War in Iraq.
So in his place in the Commons today we got John Baird, and this special moment.
It was the night before Canada officially goes to war, and no doubt in his command bunker Stephen Harper must have been in a state of feverish delirium.
No doubt believing that Harper's War will make him look like a Great Strong Leader, and that he'll be able to destroy the ISIS hordes AND the opposition.
That this is his great chance to save his old and tired government.
With six planes and no boots on the ground.
Or as Michael Den Tandt calls it, his Churchill moment.
Well he's got his war, tomorrow's debate and vote in the House of Commons will be a mere formality.
But then he'll have to sell it, and that won't be easy.
Because he won't be able to claim that the Americans asked us to participate, since we now know he begged them to let him play with the big boys.
So he will have to use FEAR.
Eleven years ago Stephen Harper tried to drag us into a war in Iraq, and today he finally succeeded.
Canada is heading to war in Iraq after Stephen Harper’s announcement that he intends to deploy jet fighters to join coalition air strikes against Islamic State militants for as long as six months, but vowing not to be dragged into a “prolonged quagmire.”
And all I can say is that I'm glad the Liberals and the NDP are not supporting Harper's War. So he will have no political cover.
And will end up wearing it like a shroud, as I'm sure he will.
Well it's been a long slow striptease to war. A little tease here, a little tease there.
One moment it was the Americans inviting us to take part in their new Great War on Terror. The next moment it was Stephen Harper inviting himself.
One moment we had 69 soldiers in Iraq, and then they were only twenty-six.
But finally it seems Great Leader is ready for his close-up, and ready to reveal EVERYTHING.
We'll have to wait until tomorrow to hear how Stephen plans to take us to war.
And how many planes and soldiers he will send to join the heroic twenty-six he sent to stop the ISIS hordes.
Canada has only 26 soldiers in Iraq serving as military advisers, rather than the 69 troops the government had said it was sending, Prime Minister Stephen Harper told the House of Commons on Wednesday.
And save us from being beheaded in our bedrooms.
In what judging from the latest polls, is looking more and more like a last desperate attempt to save himself.
I have no idea which voice in his head was commanding him, but it was a very different Stephen Harper who turned up in the House of Commons today. An unusually subdued version.
He reached out to the opposition, answered their questions politely, instead of mocking them, or setting his howling Con jackals on them.
But the essential message remained the same: He will lead us into a war he calls both noble and necessary.