Once a politician has been branded in a certain way, that branding can never be changed. Think of Ronald Reagan – A bumbling forgetful dolt. Steven Harper – A mean spirited control freak. Bill Clinton – A womanizing philanderer. Jimmy Carter – A gutless surrender monkey.
I had a huge belly laugh this morning when one of the “grumpy old white guys” from the coffee shop suggested that Justin had done a pretty good job picking his first cabinet. The mental bubble above my pea like brain was of a bunch of serious people from the liberal party, siting around a big conference table discussing who should and shouldn’t get a cabinet post. In the corner sits Justin with his crayons and colouring book completely oblivious to the proceedings around the big table. When the selections are completed with gender, sexual orientation and ethnic balance, I could imagine the following conversation:
Justin: “What about me don’t I get a cabinet post”
Serious liberal guy: “Well you’re the prime minister Justin”.
Justin: “No fair I want a cabinet post as well”
Serious liberal guy: “Um, OK Justin we will make you Minster of Youth and start a chat room on Google where you can connect with future liberal voters”.
Justin: “Yippee, now where’s my mirror”
Last week and most of this week I have not been able to watch a Canadian news program. I put myself into a self-imposed CNN, Fox News and BBC exile. The reason is every time I put on the CBC or CTV news it’s been hard to control my gag reflex. Seeing all the talking heads positively giddy about our newly minted prime minister. Then watching Justin’s overly animated, drama teacher, hopey changy pabulum, now in full view for the whole world to see, has been more than my stomach could handle.
The die is getting cast on Justin a lot quicker than I thought it would be. The die being that Justin is just a pretty boy hipster with very little substance. I saw a fairly good indication of this earlier today when New York Magazine’s style section “The Cut” had a paper doll dress up page featuring Justin in the altogether and various items of clothing that his fans can dress him up in.
A liberal insider was quite upset about this turn of events, stating that people are “objectifying” Justin. I’m not really sure what else they expected when Justin has done a fairly decent job of objectifying himself, with his all women “Justin up close and personal” nights and his ladies only charity events, where after they reached a certain monetary target Justin stripped down to his skivvies.
I heard that a talk show down in the States was having a laugh at our expense saying “What kind of country elects a pot smoking, skate boarding, surfer dude guy named Justin as its prime minister”. Many of us with a more conservative bent have been asking ourselves the same question for close to 3 weeks now.
If this national dalliance with style over substance were not going to cost us all a small fortune, I would actually find this all quite amusing.