The dangers of being in Harper

In case anyone is confused, there is only one person I would prefer to replace Harpo as PM of Canada.  That person is anyone else in Canada.  Harpo came into national leadership with the aura of "my shit don't stink".  Well guess what?   His shit do stink.

Let's take a quick look at some of the problems of being Stephen. 

First, you can accuse the government of all kinds of nasty things when you sit on the sidelines with the National Citizens Coalition, but when you become PM all the nastiness falls at your feet.  How you handle them makes you a future statesman or a future putz.  Take for example the current CRA scandal-in-the-making.  When in opposite-position, Harpo blamed everything to do with the sponsorship scandal on Liberal politicians rather than a few corrupt civil servants.  Now as the CRA construction scandal begins to unfold, Harpo dives for cover while making sure that it is well known that this issue is the fault of a few corrupt civil servants.  Don't swallow too hard Steve... you might take your dentures down with your foot.

Second, Harpo has boasted that he built his party out of two disparate entities, the ProgCons and the Reformers.  Now we see that this experiment did not succeed as is evident by how the new party treats one B. Mulroney (RIP).  The Reformers spit on his image while the ProgCons exalt in his shadow.  Two people separated by a common party.

Finally, so not as to overload you with too much detail, let's look at the detritus that Harpo has surrounding himself with.  A larger collection of swollen egos has never been seen in Canada as congregates in the Conservative caucus on the Hill.  When Harpo's in town, the caucus bows down to his every command, but when he is in Europe telling everyone who will listen that his government is the best thing since multiple orgasms and that His country is best situated to come out this recession (That would be the recession, by the way, that Harpo, the economist, could not predict until after it hit his windshield.), they fight like cats.   This is a caucus in love with itself.