Friends, I have a confession to make.
In a moment of weakness early this year, I joined the Liberal Party of Canada. In my defense, I was going through a health crisis at the time, on medication, and not at all sure I’d be around to see the summer, let alone Christmas.
Still, I shouldn’t have done it. Politics is politics and commentary is commentary, and, in my opinion, nare the twain should meet.
At the time, (again, thinking I might not be around) I felt the urge to do something, anything to support an open and egalitarian Canada. It was the heady days just after the coalition. By the way, I do not agree with those who raked that idea over the coals. I mean, it was doomed, but not because there was anything wrong with the reasoning. It was a perfectly appropriate avenue. Had it been done properly. It wasn’t. But I digress.
Michael Ignatieff had just taken the reins and in my addled state I had visions of Chretien, Trudeau, and Pearson dancing in my head. Alas and alack, such has not been the way things have played out.
Such a shame.
My politics have always been “left-leaning”, whatever that might mean in practical terms. For the most part, I confess that it’s meant that I’ve leaned towards supporting the Liberal Party in Canada. Then again, I’ve also, when our issues lined up, supported the Conservative Party. At least, the Conservative Party of people like John Diefenbaker (in spirit anyway, I’m not that old) and Brian Mulroney. This current party of the school yard sandbox kickers has little in common with them that I can find. I can even get behind some of the things that Jack Layton, Gilles Duceppe and Elizabeth May bring to the table.
With a broad spectrum of people pointing out that Ignatieff had considerable global credentials, was practiced in considering sweeping concepts, and had a team of seasoned players like Bob Rae and Dominic LeBlanc, among others, to back him up, it seemed as though this might be the time to plant my flag; or lawn sign as the case may be.
I shoulda known better. (How much more Canadian can you get?)
With things going from great to worse, Mr. Ignatieff has called in some of the old guard; the heavyweights from past glories, to pull the ship off the rocks. Not a bad idea in its way. But when I heard the old, tired “We have to find a wedge issue” wafting on the wind, I realized it was time to get out the smelling salts (for myself, not the Liberals). A coupla good snorts and my head was clear. They’re tying the tug on the wrong side of the shoal.
The Canadian Prime Ministers who left their stamp on this country, from Sir John A. Macdonald to Jean Chretien, were able to do one thing better than their opponents – communicate the uniqueness of Canada to Canadians in a way that spoke to them in their time and place.
The world has changed.
The world tends to do that.
The leader, of whatever party, who can once again communicate what makes this country unique, in a way that fits a globally-connected, totally wired world, will be the leader who joins the ranks of a diverse, yet unified, elite.
Canada, when we strip away all the rhetoric and window dressing, is, above anything else, a country of win-win. We’re not always successful at it, but it’s what we strive for, and its what we expect of our leadership.
For the majority of Canadians, the current state of affairs is not “the will of the people”. It’s just the lesser of two evils.
I’m truly sorry Michael. My membership will lapse on New Year’s Day.