It's voting day in Ontario, and I must admit I have no idea who is going to win this weird election.
The last polls are in, but while some have the NDP and the Cons running neck to neck.
Most are predicting a Ford majority.
And one thing is clear, only a large turnout can save us from the bestial Dougie.
I watched last night's Ontario election debate, and when it was over I couldn't decide who had won it, Kathleen Wynne or Andrea Horwath.
I thought both Wynne and Horwath put in strong performances, especially when they attacked Doug Ford instead of each other.
Although I would give Wynne a slight edge for the dignified defence of her record in office, and subtract a point from Horwath for interrupting her opponents again and again which I found annoying.
But nothing was as annoying as Ford's performance.
Doug Ford's handlers have been pulling out all the stops, trying to portray their candidate as Mr Nice Guy.
The kind of guy you can trust to run a lemonade stand, and/or Canada's most powerful province.
But sadly for him too many people know Dougie.
And it's just not working.
As you know I am delighted that today is the day Jason Kenney is going to announce that he is leaving Ottawa to ride back back to Alberta.
After twenty miserable years of spewing manure in every direction.
And I had thought that from now on that grotesque bully bigot would be the cowboy province's problem.
But according to Postmedia's David Akin I might have counted my chicken hawk before it hatched.
Before he left his throne in Ottawa today, and set out for Toronto, I'm sure Stephen Harper had deluded himself into believing that this would be another Great Makeover Day.
A day to show his rebellious subjects that he is now a Great Kinder Gentler Leader.
A day to show them that even a leopard can change its spots, or a hyena can lose its teeth.
And still remain a Great Strong Leader, willing and capable of gumming a Fantino.
I can only guess why Stephen Harper hates Kathleen Wynne with a passion that makes you want to pick up the phone, and call the police.
Because I'm not a psychiatrist specializing in the treatment of clinical psychopaths, who can't feel the pain of others. Or be rehabilitated.
But I know do enough about him and his morally depraved Con cult to come up with a short list of possible reasons:
I'm pretty sure not many people in Ontario, let alone the rest of Canada, took time off from their busy lives, or Summer, to watch Kathleen Wynne's Throne Speech today.
And neither did I eh?
Because summer is too precious, life is too short, and since I'm flying to Britain soon, I've got other things to worry about.
But it was an interesting declaration of faith in the power of putting people first.
Premier Kathleen Wynne has rolled out a progressive, energetic agenda in her first majority Speech from the Throne. Vowing to lead from the “activist centre,” her Liberals appear determined to honour their campaign pledges to put people first, and then some.
And what happens next could play a major role in the next federal section.
Well at the end of this long day, I guess it's safe to say that the people of Ontario weren't too impressed with Tim Hudak's vision of the future.
They didn't like his Made in America plan to create jobs by killing them.
Or the fact he couldn't count.
And they did send him and his hideous Cons a clear and unmistakable message:
Ontario is still progressive, and so is Canada.
With just two days before the Ontario election, and still not having decided whether to vote for the NDP or the Liberals, I decided to check out the lawn signs on the island, which is part of Trinity-Spadina riding.
And the results were no surprise. The island is still mostly orange, with a touch of green. The only blue signs are the ones from the No Jets at the Toronto Island Airport campaign.
And between that and the hypnotic scent of the giant ORANGE poppies...
For a moment I thought I might be able to vote for the NDP, for sentimental reasons.
And get away with it.
It was dull grey rainy Sunday on the waterfront where I live, but at least it gave me a chance to collect my thoughts, wonder what is happening to this country I sometimes no longer recognize.
And of course try to figure out who the hell I'm going to vote for in the Ontario election.
Because with only three days to go before voters go to the polls it's crunch time in the Big O.
And it has been the weirdest election I've ever seen.
As well as the worst...
It only took about fifteen minutes of watching the Ontario leader's debate before I started to wish that I was watching something else. Anything else.
Or just lounging around with my friends on a lovely warm evening, like I suspect most people in the province were doing.
Because it was bad eh?
It was amateur hour. It was horribly mediocre. It was incredibly boring, in a painful depressing way. It was a REALLY bad movie.
Well I see Stephen Harper and his ghastly Con regime have stepped up their dirty war on Justin Trudeau.
Now he's not just a junkie, he's selling pot to kiddies.
I haven't written about Kathleen Wynne becoming Ontario's first woman and lesbian Premier, for a couple of reasons.
One, I hate writing the words "openly gay." You're either gay or you're not.
And two because at this point in the 21st Century I didn't think it should be a big deal.
But sadly I was wrong. For the flood of articles and blog posts claiming it doesn't matter, clearly show it does.
