Our esteemed Prime Minister Stephen "Steve" Harper has been going out of his way to twist the nostrils of his political opposition, threatening another Federal Election.
Harper is a political bully of the Rumsfeld and Cheney class of manipulative control freaks who needs to micro manage anything and everything, subsequently managing nothing. This perfectly sums up the last two years of federal governance in Canada. The government sent out a press release saying nothing has changed and they’re right. Our lapdog media naturally published the press release in its’ entirety making sure that all Canadians know that nothing has changed.
This could be construed as a good thing, but what it truly shows is the utter lack of imagination in our media and our politicians. Now Harper is lining up to run another Federal election up the Canadian colon.
Harper is the US historical equivalent of Herbert Hoover, or Silent Cal Coolidge, a fiscal conservative, a bible-thumper and as communicative as a box of rocks. For years he’s wanted to be George Bush’s buddy, to the point of the rest of Canada cringed when Bush came to town: Harper would usually spend the week after a Bush visit in the hospital, getting his cheeks puffed back out from sucking so hard.
The alternatives facing the Canadian voter are:
Stephane Dion of the Liberals (semi-Democrats for the US readers) who is recognized on the streets of Ottawa by seven or eight people. Outside of Ottawa, voters know he exists but couldn’t pick him out of a police line up. He might as well be in the witless protection program. No that’s not a typo. The Liberals, the at-one-time Natural Ruling Party of Canada, couldn’t organize a two-car funeral these days.
Jack Layton of the New Democratic Party (Social Democrat-near-Socialist in US context) looks like the supervisor of the Meat Department at your local Safeway. His party has a couple of good ideas but is fighting with one hand behind their back, as their leader is charisma-challenged. Jack looks like he longs to be back amongst the blade steaks and the roasts.
Gilles Duceppe is the leader of the Bloc Quebecois, a regional party with mono-mania and an inability to change the subject. Outside of Quebec, the citizens of Canada look at Duceppe as one looks upon a mentally challenged cousin: We wouldn’t be surprised if he gets a Silver at the Special Olympics in the 200 meter drool.
There is also Elizabeth May of the Green Party. She’s almost lifelike but still hasn’t got a seat in Parliament, despite some reasonable attempts and has no prospect of getting a seat unless an entire riding in British Columbia decides to drink the bong water on election day.
Meanwhile, the humble citizens go about their business, hoping that Harper gets back on his meds and stops this foolishness of asking for an election. We don’t want one. The alternatives to Harper are so confused, unexciting and inappropriate that voting will only be allowed for those who have taken a course of Immodium and have put a wooden clothespin on their nose before marking their X.
RoadDave 