Stephen Harper was exactly what Canada needed. He came in as a firm hand. He had a no nonsense, no tolerance approach to dealing with dissension. In a country where the liberal view has gotten so out of hand that we no longer have any means for controlling our own children, who know their rights just a little too well, this has been a tough pill long in coming.
Still, Harper has yet to realize a majority government and the events of recent years have forced him to prostitute himself just to hang on to power. He has gone from a firm believer in his ideals to somebody that just likes being called Mr. Prime Minister.
This election will be his last one. His party has been flirting with the idea for a while now, taking advantage of the fact that nobody really wants to waste any more time and money on one. When it does happen, as eventually it will, even if the Conservatives manage to win against Ignatiev, Harper will have to resign. His own party has started to show cracks in the smooth exterior of the party line.
Now, Stephen is starting to sing sad songs about getting by with a little help from his friends. I'll tell you one thing. Even half dead, the Beetles will still have an easier time of getting by than what Stephen is going to face in the next federal election.
Well, at least nobody can call Mr. Harper boring. Not anymore. Not with his beautiful rendition of what is likely to become his swan song.
