It's time for a federal election. Harper is going nowhere and it seems the same may be said for the apprentice leader of the Liberal Party. One or both of them have to go. I figure if an election returns the same result we have today it might just be both of these characters looking for work.
The Harvard schoolboy has revealed himself as a dog that just can't hunt. That makes him a mere place holder and that's exactly what the Liberal Party doesn't need. Iggy can't close the deal. Harper has done everything but cut his own throat. His arrogance, ignorance, incompetence and indifference have become this regime's stock in trade. The mob ought to be running the streets with torches and pitchforks but, instead, they look at the alternative, pull up the covers and drift back to sleep.
It's a vulnerable government desperate to cling to power that should be cagey about revealing policy. It's the opposition's job, its reason for existing, to lay out alternate policies, to present the electorate with fresh vision. Instead this timid opposition lays low, arguing that the timing to present policy isn't right, fearful that Harper will grind them under his heel.
This parliament needs and deserves to be put out of its misery. The slackers and duds are getting the country nowhere. They obsess over trivialities like the census yet sit moot while Harper commandeers the public service, gagging it to serve his partisan ends. This isn't an opposition, it's a pathetic joke and it has overstayed its welcome. The whole flaccid business needs a real good shakeup, a swift electoral boot to the ass.
So let's have an election. There's less to fear in the outcome of a general election than from the continuation of this miserable farce.