Well said Mike, we echo your thoughts.
By all accounts, Justin Trudeau told his team at their Sudbury retreat that he’s staying on as Liberal leader.
This was a surprise, to me at least. If I were Trudeau, I’d quit while I was ahead.
The honeymoon is over, lover boy.
The prime minister and his sunny circle were told as much on the weekend by English political sage Sir Michael Barber, a guest at the retreat staged to prepare Trudeau and his crew for their sophomore year in power.
“In year two,” Barber told media outside the Laurentian University dorm where the Liberals bunked like giggly freshmen, “you really need to focus on relentless implementation, on taking some difficult decisions when you can’t please all of the people all of the time.
“You’re bound to make hard choices.”
That, as any Leafs boss can tell you, is a shortcut to unpopularity.
True, polls say the Liberals would romp to another majority. Trudeau is ridiculously popular, his approval ratings near 65% — up there with Vladimir Putin’s and Kim Jong-un’s. Even Gord Downie sang Justin’s praises at the Tragically Hip’s “last” concert Saturday in Kingston.
But remember the Tories have an interim leader and the NDP have a lame duck one and Elizabeth May is so at odds with her party she had to hold a press conference on Monday to confirm she’s staying.
So far, the Liberals could stand in the middle of 5th Ave. and shoot somebody and still win.
That won’t last. Never has, not in the history of politics outside the Kremlin, North Korea and Mississauga.
Already, there are faint signs the honeymoon is fading. Look closely. For instance:
Count the scandals. You’re allowed two or three before the public’s love turns sour.
Trudeau has had Elbowgate and Nannygate. They were hardly Watergate, more titillating than toppling. Sophie Gregoire Trudeau’s a capella caterwauling was scandalous, but mostly screechy.
When they start to involve money, scandals add up. Health minister Jane Philpott’s lavish use of a political supporter’s limo service may be just the tip. A guy like Donald Trump could really sink his teeth into Philpott.
Over the years, the Liberals have more-gates to their credit than a slalom course. The Tories are no choirboys, either. Ask any senator. But the Philpott fuss is a hint.
Slogans like Limousine Liberals often come back to bite you in the tail-pipe.
On the other hand, Kathleen Wynne’s Ontario chapter of the Liberal party has notched more scandals than Marilyn Monroe and it still rules, so what do I know?
Another clue? Watch Justin’s chest. If it’s bare, there’s trouble afoot and Justin is trying to distract us with shirtlessness.
You will note that, in a state of undress, the PM recently photobombed a wedding on Vancouver Island. That couple’s honeymoon may be just beginning, but Trudeau’s is toast. Right?
Watch the other parties, too. If a saviour appears in the ranks of the NDP or Conservatives, Trudeau’s easy ride is over.
At last, Canadians will have an alternative — a yardstick by which to compare Trudeau. I do not think Tony Clement or Olivia Chow will do the trick. Too bad Clint Eastwood is American. And Donald Trump.
What else? Wait. Time, the corrupting potion of power, and the law of averages will surely end the Liberals’ honeymoon with Canada.
Any day now.