I've yet to figure out who Andrew Coyne believes he is addressing these days. Certainly not the Conservative rank-and-file, who he realised long ago are just too ignorant to understand the first thing about economic or social policy (or science, or language arts or...). Certainly not the Party elite, who have been disappointing him for years now. And certainly not the rest of us, who appear to have become as transparent as ghosts to him.
I can just picture Coyne in his sanctum writing these articles and crying out in anguish: "Papa, can you hear me? Papa, can you see me? Papa can you find me in the night?"
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I love how the Conservative partisans are whining about how much Coyne "wants the liberals to win"
That party is coming apart at the seams. It's beautiful.
I've yet to figure out who Andrew Coyne believes he is addressing these days. Certainly not the Conservative rank-and-file, who he realised long ago are just too ignorant to understand the first thing about economic or social policy (or science, or language arts or...). Certainly not the Party elite, who have been disappointing him for years now. And certainly not the rest of us, who appear to have become as transparent as ghosts to him.
I can just picture Coyne in his sanctum writing these articles and crying out in anguish: "Papa, can you hear me? Papa, can you see me? Papa can you find me in the night?"
He's Canada's David Frum. A lonely voice.
Those who can't, pundit.
Does he every screech when Macleans gets subsidies? Just wondering.
"Those who can't, pundit."
...heh. Take note.
Just sit back and watch the fireworks.
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