I haven’t wished this much for a successful coalition, since Season 2 of Survivor . . .

A belated personal commentary on significant happenings of late:

The world seems to stop when you’re at a trade show for 12 hours a day, doing business. You hardly have time to read the paper or browse for news on-line (lunch breaks are short, and often spent just closing your eyes or catching up on e-mail, and the end of the day involves grabbing a late supper before going to bed). So what a suprise it was for me to sleepily pick up a Globe and Mail one day while on the train ride into the city, to see that the Canadian government was about to topple. For the next few days, I would proceed to read about coalitions, proroguing, and the sudden usefulness of the Governor-General beyond the role of ceremonial ribbon-cutter.

And I crossed my fingers and wished with all my might for this Coalition to go through. I haven’t wished for the success of a coalition this badly since Season 2 of Survivor. But alas, ’twas not meant to be (darn you, Michaëlle Jean!) It made me realise just how much more I disliked Stephen Harper now, if that was even possible. His talk about the “undemocratic” nature of coalitions is so representative of his bullying, fear-mongering political style. IMO, there’s nothing undemocratic when the parties elected by the majority of Canadians decide to get together and play nicely to make this country work, rather than let a minority government rest on its laurels and expect governance to happen by way of bullying its party members to vote as one. Maybe all parliamentary sittings henceforth should sit as coalition governments; this will keep politicians on their toes, acting conscientiously to keep each other in check, rather than resting on their party’s numbers.

Now with mini-bully Ignatieff in charge of the Liberals (poor Rae was never given a chance!), it looks like the coalition is effectively dead in the water. Let’s see how badly Mr. Suddenly-Contrite Harper screws up on this go-round, with new life in January.

Advertisements