It is the campaign of our lives. A choice between moving forward or succumbing to the forces of darkness. It will allow us to choose our future and the kind of country we want to be. It is… zzzzzzzz.
Uh. What? OK. I’m awake. And yes folks, it’s the Canadian federal election. Which one? Could be any of them. Like the parties who have developed a revolting fondness for sending me “important” press releases on unimaginably trivial matters, the candidates invariably tell us this election is the big one, the crucial decision, the single moment of choice that will define us and our nation down through the ages. And six months later you struggle to remember what they campaigned on and, surprisingly often, who they even were because in Canada our often colourless candidates are bickering ferociously over tiny differences.
