Even with talking heads on the boob tube chattering as always, there's a feeling of incredulity abroad.People are stunned by what was wrought on Monday night.
A gargantuan battle was fought. Low blows struck again and again. But none of that new.
Our local results were not surprising. Sufficient credence is never given to the work an incunbent does in the community.Comments are made about low profile on Ottawa if that's the case. But if people need help locally and get it, what's going on in Ottawa. doesn't carry the same weight.
There was a dual drama on Monday night. First was what happened to Michael Ignatieff. He worked hard. He got better.He clearly had intellect and competence to do the job.
But he came late to politics, He lived in the States, earned his living there and apparently, at times, identified himself as an American. Political acumen comes in the school of hard knocks. It was just too big a hurdle to go around.
The demise of the Liberals began earlier than Ignatieff. I think it began with Chretien. He was never big enough to share the stage.He grew less as he grew older. Bad feeling between Martin and himself. The sponsorship scandal in Quebec that Chretien didn't catch. The wrong choice of leader to follow Martin and bitter resentment against unseen enemies when he went down.What was his name?
A political party full of turmoil and bitterness with a leader who did not emerge naturally, does not do well.
I watched a Liberal called Dan Donovan with a publication in Ottawa, tear savagely into Bob Rae last night. Hardly a good start to recovery.Tear each other apart why don'tcha. Let your enemies peck at the pieces.
If the Liberals had been in good health Jack Layton would not have taken over the vacuum left by the inevitable collapse of the Bloc.
Mr. Layton didn't win Quebec. Gilles Duceppe lost it. The Bloc was a changeling child in Canadian Politics. It could not survive.
The last great drama we witnessed was in Quebec. The night Rene Leveque lost the Yes vote by less than a point.
He stood on the stage in a massive arena facing followers, with a look of such sorrow , arms half raised in a gesture of helplessness, hands upturned. Thousands wept shamelessly. Then gradually,their voices rose and grew stronger in song. I remember the tune... never knew the title ...didn't need to, to understand the passion.
So, now Dapper Dan Layton inherits the mantle. Sweet irony.
The N.D.P. has seen its fortunes rise and fall this way before. Diehard Liberals and Conservatives both park their votes from time to time with the N.D.P. It never proved to be permanent and it has never been fraught with the same complexity.
Creating Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition out of such a mixed bag will undoubtedly prove difficult.
It's going to be a play within a play
How many acts remains to be seen..
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