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The Fall of the American Empire.
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The Fall of the American Empire.
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When I see Jason Kenney wearing an oil pimp hoodie to a Grey Cup game, to try to score cheap political points.
And ignoring all the boos.
Or when I see him reviving the tradition of a Christian prayer breakfast.
I can't help thinking that he's acting more like an American than a Canadian.
And I worry when he travels to places like Texas.
When John Bolton first reported for duty as Donald Trump's National Security Adviser, I must admit I thought we were doomed.
I thought that Bolton was a deranged hawk who would encourage the maniac Trump rather than restrain him.
And that together they would, intentionally or not, blow us all up.
But a funny thing happened during Bolton's stint in the Oval Office...