Pierre Poilievre has always enjoyed being a bully, so it's not surprising that he should enjoy looking like one.
With his cruel eyes staring out from behind his small town bank manager glasses, searching for the man he hates above all things, the decent Justin Trudeau.
For a while the glasses helped make him look like he knew what he was talking about, and he must have thought he could fool enough people to make him Prime Minister.
Until it all fell apart.
When I woke up last Sunday morning I knew I was going to have a challenging day.
It was Pride Parade Day in Toronto, and as I prepared to head downtown with a small group of friends, at times I wondered whether I was going to survive.
For starters, weather forecasters were predicting that the temperature along the parade route was going to hover around the 34 to 35 degree mark. Which since the parade usually goes on for at least four hours, sounded to someone like me like a potentially fatal combination.
And then if that wasn't bad enough, like many of the others planning to go to the parade, I had to consider that I could be hurt or even killed.
The plan was just another example of Pierre Poilievre's feverish compulsion to destroy Justin Trudeau and Canada.
Not necessarily in that order.
He announced that he was going to personally filibuster Parliament and delay the latest budget until Trudeau agreed to mutilate and neuter the carbon tax.
But sadly for Poilievre, while the filibuster plan was dubious to say the least, the timing was disastrous.
I couldn't stay up to watch the coronation of the mad Con Queen Danielle Smith. I already knew that in a backward bigot province like Alberta she couldn't lose.
And I didn't have the time wait for the rubes to learn how to count the ballots, and make it official.
And of course, the idea of watching that kooky right-winger celebrate a mandate to try to bury her province and this country made me feel like vomiting.
But I did have one big consolation, I knew that Pierre Poilievre probably wasn't feeling that great either.
Pierre Poilievre has been laughing a lot recently. Or in his case opening his mouth and showing his teeth.
He's trying to soften his bestial Con image, but don't be fooled.
His hate mongering campaign to try to destroy Justin Trudeau continues, and is getting, even more desperate and dangerous.
I'll never forget the day I attended a Poilievre leadership campaign rally at the Steam Whistle brewery in my neighbourhood.
It was a hot day, the Cons were sweating like pigs. And Poilievre's speech was so boring I was getting ready to leave, when suddenly the grubby demagogue started chanting "Defund the CBC" "Defund the CBC!!"
And the crowd went wild.
Nothing motivates the Cons more than the idea of dismembering the CBC, with their bare hands if necessary.
And whenever they get a chance to vent that hate, it's both disturbing and disgusting...
As I watched the ritual humiliation of Donald Trump the other day, I couldn't help wondering how his Canadian stooge Pierre Poilievre was feeling.
For Poilievre owes him so much, and so many of his Convoy Party are also Trump supporters.
The ghastly Pee Pee was too cowardly to come out with a statement of support, for obvious reasons.
But he has found a way to let his MAGA Cons know that he's one of THEM.
I always knew that Pierre Poilievre would take us to a very dark and very dirty place.
I knew that he's a cold cruel Con who gets his kooky thrills by destroying things rather than creating them. A ghastly bully who enjoys the pain of others.
I knew that his creepy obsession with Justin Trudeau made him dangerous, for Trudeau AND our country.
But still he manages to shock and disgust me.
For the obvious thrill he gets out of threatening poor and vulnerable Canadians is deeply disturbing, and potentially dangerous.
And now I'm feeling vindicated. For everything I feared he might become, is turning out to be true.
And after his behaviour this week, I'm sure that even more Canadians believe that he would take this country to a very dark place.
Pierre Poilievre has been crawling through the right-wing sewer from a very early age. He hung out with kooky weirdos even before he joined the bigots of the Reform Party.
He was Stephen Harper's faithful little Gauleiter and serviced him shamefully, trying to suppress the vote, make pensions harder to get, and trying to throw as many mostly young Canadians in jail as he could.
But this is his Nazi nightmare...
