A blow-by-blow in which Lilley outline's how he played softball with the government all last week and now feels personally fucked over. Ends with a transcript of the puff-ball he threw Foreign Affairs Minister Lawrence Cannon on Thursday, and the Minister's non-response. You can almost imagine Cannon thinking: "Thank you Mr. Lilley, you are a pleasure to work with."
An epic of self-abasement! Bravo Mr. Lilley!!
PS. I bet Norm Spector's feeling like a sap this morning!