So… The federal election is looming in the very near future, and the niceties of the Christmas season are over. Television’s numbing cathode rays are blasting snarky propaganda with an alarming frequency and it’s becoming more difficult to stomach the whole thing.
Martin and Harper are fully at each other’s throats, and the media is reporting a dead heat between the two. It’s a bit of a grisly foot race for sure. I can’t imagine this ending well for anyone. Truth be told, I think both party leaders are full of shit.
Canadians are in for a bit of a pickle with this one. It’s gotten difficult to tell which is the lesser of evils. Martin is the leader of a party that has strayed from it’s principles, and Harper is just plain spooky. (Perhaps he needs to learn to smile once in a while…)
Who do you choose? The Liberals totally reek with a sense of entitlement, and the Conservatives are a smug mish mash of social conservatives, and those who hoped that this bastard union wouldn’t suck that bad. (I wonder if Peter McKay has trouble sleeping at night…)
And then there’s Jack Layton, who seems to be willing to dance with whatever devil lucks out. (Although whenever I seem him stand between Harper and Martin, it reminds me of an Oreo cookie. It’s sort of a “Evil, Less Evil, Evil kind of thing…) It makes it hard to take him more seriously than perhaps we should.
Layton and his New Democrats have tarted themselves up. Gone are the frumpy hippies and Volvo driving granola crunchers. The New NDP is slick. Smart looking suits and glib retorts are the new face of Canada’s last bastion of the left. It’s a little sad to see.
Anyway I need to chew over this for a while…
More to come.
Time for sleep.
1 comment:
so, um...does this mean you are voting for the marijuana party to ease your pain?
;-)
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