Oh boy. Monday is Hallowe’en… except at one of those Canadian schools where it’s “caring day” or some such non-existent festival of sentimental mush. But as G.K. Chesterton warned back in 1925 “Normal people enjoy special occasions without knowing why, just as the learned, lofty, cultivated, enlightened people despise them without knowing why.” This is not all just good clean lack of fun.
What could be sexier than flat taxes? Other than supermodels, firefighters’ calendars, exotic perfume or, frankly, a plate of lima beans. But they have American politics all shook up and rightly so.
The latest insult to Quebec’s special place in Confederation is the Harper Tories’ intention to give Ontario, Alberta and BC more MPs because they have more people. Oh boo heu.
The seedy death of the seedy tyrant Moammar Gadhafi is clearly a case of good riddance to bad rubbish.
Fresh from its heroin injection, our Supreme Court may be about to make a mess of free speech in this country. The justices are seriously pondering whether flyers distributed by William Whatcott in Saskatchewan a decade ago calling homosexuality bad are hateful, instead of saying bluntly that free speech includes the right to be loathsome.
The Supreme Court of Canada just rolled up Canada’s sleeve and shot a harmful substance into our judicial arm. The immediate effect of the Insite ruling allowing a safe injection site to operate despite federal criminal law was confusion, but over the long run we must fear chronic constitutional weakness.