From the moment Erin O'Toole seized control of the Conservative party, I have watched his attack ads with a growing sense of horror, and revulsion.
Horror because of the way they pour out his squawking budgie beak in a seemingly never-ending stream. Day after day after day. Hour after hour after hour.
Revulsion because so many are so vile, so dishonest, so repetitive, I've often wondered what kind of Canadians could produce such a steaming pile of excrement.
So it's almost a relief to know that they are NOT produced by Canadians...







