Political Whores

I raised Mackenzie King on the crystal ball last night, but sorry to say, the session didn't last long. "Political whores!' he sputtered, and disappeared in a cloud of sparks and smoke.

A certain ex Prime Minister was more soothing. "First of all, this is not a fait accompli, as the three stooges pretend. Also 74% of the voters did not vote for M. Dion. Look, I'll see what I can do to help," he purred. "I have no doubt there are some rogue Bloquistes and Liberals who are yearning for a dose of reality."

"When it's clear you're going to prorogue," he went on, "all hell will break loose. Are you sure you want to go through with this?" "Of course." "Then go to the House and stay cool and let them rage and roar like schoolyard brats."

"They really hate your guts, don't they?" "Yep." "Well that means you're doing something right. I found the louder they complain the better you are doing. Anyway, you exposed them as political welfare bums who couldn't raise a dime on the streets, and that's something. And young Justin Trudeau's father is rolling in his grave."

"Plus you obviously scared Gilles Duceppe to death."

"I'll get back to you soon."