Well we all know how Stephen Harper likes to portray himself as a Great Economist Leader.
The brilliant leader with the best job record in the G7, or the best growth record since Jesus took five loaves and two fish, and fed five thousand.
And the ENVY of the world.
But sadly for him, Harper's story is also starting to smell a little fishy.
Or just plain fraudulent.
It's taken me a few days to summon up the strength to write something, anything, about the horror in Gaza.
I just couldn't bring myself to look at the images of this latest war.
As rockets from Palestinian militants in Gaza continue to fly into Israel and Israel continues to strike hard at Gaza, the options for each side are hardening. Both sides are employing brinksmanship, carrying out their biggest raids yet this weekend and threatening much more to come.
Not when I'm still recovering from the images of the last one...
Golly. I only hope Stephen Harper was able to shield himself from the rays of last night's super moon.
Because in his agitated state I can only imagine the effect they might have had on him.
He desperately needs to relax, but how can he? When he's facing a long summer of discontent, he just can't get Justin Trudeau and the Chief Justice out of his mind.
And everywhere he looks the Cons are getting pounded.
Well as you know, and as I mentioned the other day, Stephen Harper has set out to try to woo the province of Quebec.
Or at least the people in the relatively small region in and around Quebec City, where he is planning to hold a special cabinet meeting.
The rare cabinet meeting to be held outside Ottawa, which is in preparation for early September, will allow Mr. Harper to promote the role of Conservative Fathers of Confederation in protecting the rights of the provinces when Canada was founded in 1867.
Because in the rest of the province his amatory advances wouldn't stand a chance...
But so deranged and desperate is Great Leader, that he has started comparing himself to George-Étienne Cartier.
And claiming credit for vanquishing the SEPARATISTS !!!!
It's summer in Canada. The tragically short season when one should be allowed to forget about our grubby political scene, think about more beautiful things, and enjoy them while it lasts.
But this is Harperland, and there is a storm on the horizon.
Stephen Harper is on the move, and the next election campaign is about to begin in earnest.
With a barrage of propaganda.
OK. I know that only last night I strongly suggested that the time had come to ignore Rob Ford.
That since by now it has been clearly established that he is a crass bully, a vulgar misogynist, a low life thug, and a filthy bigot.
All that remained was to defeat him, humiliate him.
Or let nature takes its course...
If the Polar Bear God of the Great White North should choose to save us that way.
But I can't ignore this.
I've written quite a few posts about the disgraceful way the Con regime treats our veterans.
And about the disgusting way their depraved leader claims to be standing up for our men and women in uniform.
While betraying our wounded soldiers so miserably.
Now read the tragic story of Colin Fitzgerald, war hero and PTSD survivor.
Well I think this much can safely be said about Rob Ford. You can send him off to a luxury rehab in Muskoka, where other millionaires like him live.
You can shoot him full of horse tranquilizer, so you can try to put him on a healthy diet, or load him onto a treadmill.
You can even keep him from hanging out with dangerous gangbangers...for a month.
But you can't take the bully out of that ghastly gorilla.
I wrote my first post about the case of Omar Khadr just over seven years ago. And since then I have written more than eighty others.
I have always considered the way that Canadian child soldier was treated to be one of the worst travesties of justice in the history of this country.
And I believe Stephen Harper's cruel treatment of that young Canadian to be an absolute abomination.
So you can imagine how I felt when I saw that Khadr had finally won a measure of justice.
As you may remember, the last time I wrote about Peter Dumbo MacKay, I thought he was in a gentle but fatal spiral, and heading for the ground, or his resignation, with satisfying speed.
After having made a complete sexist fool out of himself.
And for having made the Guinness Book of Dubious Records (for the mentally challenged) with the most number of bad bills rejected by the courts in the shortest period of time, for being riddled with elementary legal errors, and in contempt of the constitution.
But sadly I was wrong.
