Sponsorship Debacle is Only a Fraction of a Quagmire

Apr 28 2004
Counterbias.com
Cory M. Marshall


Que-sais je?  What do I know?  I know that the former leader of a shipping company continues to steer the country, along with the vast majority of nations, on a course set by his predecessor to keep our country clear of the calamity that evolves from the aggression against Iraq.  

I know, also, that the understanding we are afforded of this disastrous situation is not much more than Platonic shadows dancing on the cave walls. Of course, much of what informs our views is filtered through the strict control of the US government which has been revealed as brazenly untruthful. I know this for it is excruciatingly documented now, well after the fact, but I knew it while it was unfolding.  I was merely paying attention.

I was also paying attention to our purported leaders of our then purported parties and what they were doing.  They were all very clear on the matter and it was clear who was willing to throw Canadian blood into the mix on nothing other than the sheer caprices of blind faith.  I know who was there, rallying around someone else’s flag in a fit of ideological pornography. And I notice that this hasn’t been mentioned lately.

As we look to an election on the horizon at some ambiguous point in time, I don’t find it unreasonable to suggest that there is your definition.  It strikes me as unusual for a party that evolved from the fine tradition of John A. Macdonald to take such umbrage at corruption, as they had made great strides in their Ontario manifestation. The government largess simply fell into the hands of the wrong corporations. But I guess that is it: the party of Bush, or the Grits.  The latter brought to life by the glorious image of healthy pigs dining heartily at a gilded trough, the Grits.  But what of the party of Bush?

It doesn’t hearten me that Stephen Harper would defer to the critical intellect of one of the world’s first fundamentalist-Christian, vicarious-suicide-bombers who seems on the verge of asking Congress to amend the Ten Commandments.  Didn’t that sort of thing become blasé towards the onset of post-modernity? It would hardly be surprising to find Texas just catching up on things, but it is most bewildering to have to witness a whole country being snookered by a variety of charlatans into accepting a mandate from God to seek justice along the lines of Potter Stewart’s proviso on obscenity: to know it when seeing it. Is it the sort of revengeance that is being fiercely conducted by all parties in Iraq, foreign and domestic?  Does Mr. Harper still think Canada should have participated in the illegal war, still?  It might be wise to recall that the best friend trying to take the keys away tone of our friendship was rebuffed by an all too obviously convoluted bluster and blood lust, and chastisement.  What kind of friends would Mr. Harper want?  What kind would he make?

The very fact that Mr. Bush can occupy such a high position in the world is a profanation of justice which was once supposed to be that one canon that bound a society, and that could transcend its metaphysical origins in a meaningful way for everyone, equally.  The fact that he can conduct the affairs of state in such a haphazard and duplicitous manner should be obvious to everyone in the world, and stands as a clarion call for what not to do.  Even conservatives, there, decry him.  Certainly this infatuation must be Mr. Harper’s Achilles’ heel, this reverence for the warrior president trying to fashion a nation with cannons.

Perhaps it would be useful to consider the sponsorship thing in this context:  isn’t it worth $250,000,000 to stay out of a $100,000,000,000 quagmire?  We did all a friend could reasonably be expected to do.  I know I shudder to think about what else Mr. Harper would have us do?  At least we can reasonably estimate the Liberals’ cost.