I wrote recently, in response to an article by Warren Kinsella, that merging the left wing of Canadian politics, while an immediate possibility, also possibly sucks.

My concerns are simple and, again, I reluctantly point you towards the American example. An example where a two-party system is beginning to demonstrate obvious flaws when put to the test. The far-right wing of the Republican Party—the Tea Party—is, in my opinion, threatening the collapse of the Republicans as we know it. From within.

In Canada, I worry that a merger of the left—a new party formed from the NDP and the Liberals—may result in something very similar. An eventual breakdown of the party from within its own ranks and the more fringe interests fight to be heard.

Without a doubt, the policy platforms of the New Democrats and the Liberals have become increasingly similar. In fact, neither are very dissimilar from the essentials of the Conservative Party. It’s all a matter of the creep towards the middle ground, something that all parties are guilty of. Terrible leadership aside, one of the problems plaguing the Liberals in recent elections may very well be the fact that the party that was once king of the middle ground is losing out as other parties creep in.

Nonetheless, a merger between the New Democrats and the Liberals would be, in a word, simple. And, lately, the rumours are flying.

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It wasn’t what I expected to hear as I stepped out onto the deck, blinking back the blinding Alberta sun.

“Jack Layton is dead.”

Maria and I spent the last week, from Friday until this past Saturday, out in Alberta seeing family. I spent the weekend that Jack died whipping around a lake on a Seadoo, sitting around the fire, and enjoying the company of Maria’s Albertan relations. A world away from our place here in Cambridge, from work (for Maria), and, in the way that only a good vacation can make you feel, from reality.

In that context—the context of being away from everything—news of Jack Layton’s dead was even more of a shock.

We were starved for information. On Monday afternoon we got on the road again, on our way to Maria’s grandparent’s bed and breakfast in Three Hills, Alberta, and we searched in frustration for the local CBC station. When we finally found it we listened, and listened. It became clear, quickly, that it was all too real. That the cancer must’ve been far worse than it appeared to be even at Jack’s last press conference, even when he stepped back from the helm, temporarily. But it had come so quickly, without warning, and it seemed to be impossible that Jack was really gone. Like that.

Jack Layton, who had led the New Democrats to mind-bogglingly incredible new heights. Who had taken Quebec by storm. Who had achieve what would have been nearly unthinkable even a year ago.

The thing that amazes me most about all the tributes that have been pouring in for Jack over the past week is the amount of people saying the same thing. Jack Layton was the reason why I first voted. Jack Layton was the reason I became interested in politics.

And the funny thing is, it’s true for me too.

It was in January 2003 and I must’ve been home one weekend from university; the start of the second semester of my first year. I remember clearly watching the NDP Leadership Convention on TV. It was the first political thing I ever did.

Jack Layton’s leaves behind a pretty substantial legacy. He led his party to historic highs, he inspired Canadians—especially, I think, young people and the marginalized—to become  interested in politics, and he was a genuine and kind person in the midst of politics.

But if the gossip out of yesterday’s Liberal caucus meetings have any substance behind them (and these things normally do) then Jack’s legacy may about to be, in the near future, even more incredible. A weakened Liberal Party merging with the NDP would not see the Liberals coming out on top, the New Democrats would lead. Canada’s “natural governing party” forced to merge with the left to survive, because of Jack. Now, imagine that legacy.

I just got done reading Warren Kinsella’s diatribe in The Walrus. It’s titled “The Biggest Losers” and, after reading it, I think the only real loser here is former Liberal strategist Kinsella himself.

For all his angry ranting and finger-pointing (not at himself, of course)—and I used to really like Kinsella, mind you—he manages to squeak out some interesting points. Namely, the the left needs to merge if it’s going to compete with the Conservative Machine and Overlord Harper. I’d like to explore this in two parts. First, at this point in the game, a merger between the Liberal Party and the New Democrats is going to be squarely in the hands of the NDP, not the Liberals. The Liberals have lost their chance to architect any sort of merger when they lost the election so badly. And, second, it’s possibly a very bad idea either way.

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Wait a second here. Remind me, what is the goal of federalist politics?

See because I thought—and maybe I’m wildly(!) naive—that the goal of the federalists was the keep the country together and, like any good club, to increase their membership.

So when a former separatist, or, for sanity’s sake let’s say a former separatist party member, decides to come on over to your side shouldn’t that be a cause for celebration? Shouldn’t there be some kind of ringing of the bells, a shower of champagne spraying out of a bottle of Dom Perignon shaken up by none other than Brian Mulroney himself? While the ghost of Pierre Trudeau dances a proper newfie jig.

All I’m saying is that I don’t get it. This whole response to interim NDP leader Nycole Turmel and her tenuous links to separatist parties.

Even  if she did vote for the Bloc Quebecois at some point—which she didn’t(!)—what is she going to do, tear the country apart as interim leader of the official opposition? Does a person’s lackluster political past mean they can never Reform their ways? There are Conservatives, Denis Lebel I’m looking at you, who admit to being “active” members of the BQ in the past. Active. And, my goodness, Stockwell Day once showed up to a presser in a wet suit and we forgave him enough to let him be President of the Treasury Board! Turmel didn’t even vote for the Bloc!

She’s been clear: she’s not a separatist, so let’s leave it at that. Wait, no, let’s not. Let’s celebrate. Because the whole point of a united Canada, like I’ve been saying, is that we need to get all excited-like about our country, and about every time someone decides that they no longer want a geo-political divorce. Hey, Canada, we’re stayin’ together… doin’ it for the kids. Bravo!

Well, look who it is…

It’s been over a month since this site has last seen any activity and there are good reasons why. First of all, my wife Maria and I moved. From Toronto to Cambridge. Moving is busy business and so while we packed, moved, unpacked, and got settled in to our new house this site took a bit of a back seat. Now that we’re here, and I feel like I can finally breathe, I thought it was time to head back out into the blogosphere. Pee on my little corner of the Internet to remind y’all that I’m still here. Eww, that was a gross analogy. Moving right along…

Before our big move though, we encountered some other challenges which not only hampered my ability to update this blog but threatened the very core of our Canadian democratic process—or, at least, my observation of it. Our Internet was disconnected. A full month before our scheduled “move date” (when we were set to move from Toronto to Cambridge) our Internet Service Provider. During the election. So, while one of the most historic elections in this country’s history unfolded we were forced to watch it with a good old pair of rabbit ears. No Twitter. No Facebook. And I couldn’t even blog the next day. We were totally cut off, and it was painful.

So there was the no Internet thing, and then the moving thing, and since we’ve moved, the Report Cards thing and it’s all been enough to keep me away from this site for a good solid month. But now that I’m back into the swing of things, it’s time to start writing again. And what better place to begin than posting a random, catch-up article talking about everything I missed and how I wish I could’ve written about it.

Expect more though, and expect an expanded focus. Even before our move to Cambridge I worked to become involved in our new community, and I love where we live. Expect more about Cambridge, Waterloo Region, and this local community. There’s a lot going on right now in the Region, among other things, the hotly debated issue of Rapid Transit, so there’s a lot to write about. And, expect more reviews of movies, television shows, and music. With my busy 2-hour-a-day commute I didn’t have much time to write about all of the things I was interested in but now, with more time in the day, I can write not only more often, but about more things. I look forward to that.

For now, thanks for stopping by again. And, if there’s any doubt about what we’ve been up to please see the picture above. That’s 13 bags of yard waste: trees trimmed, gardens dug, and a lot of help from our families and friends.

I like that our election cycles are short; the actual campaigning doesn’t last very long. Sometimes, however, it just feels too short and I imagine on Tuesday morning, the day after the election, all this machinery that’s been built up around the election, all the political parties, the journalists, and us interested bloggers will find ourselves returning to our ordinary routines rather begrudgingly. Still, there’s time for one last kick at the can before Monday night, so here goes.

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I’ve been mulling it over and have decided that the difference is strong leadership.

There’s no question that Conservative leader Stephen Harper is a strong leader. Under Harper the powers of the Prime Minister—already alarmingly broad and sweeping—have become more concentrated than ever. Harper rules his party caucus, his party, and indeed his country with a very tight fist. During the English Leader’s Debate Liberal leader Michael Ignatieff remarked, several times, that Harper “shuts down anything he can’t control.” To be honest, I don’t think Harper would disagree.

Mr. Ignatieff’s case, however, is a classic example of poor, weak leadership.

Ignatieff is a Harvard professor. He’s an academic, a writer, a journalist, a human rights activist, and he’s very well respected around the world. In Britain he’s widely referred to as “the thinking woman’s tea crumpet” which is apparently some kind of veiled compliment alluding to the fact that he’s smart and handsome. Regardless, he’s a bright guy with a good grasp of how our parliamentary system works and boat loads of respect and integrity. But he’s a weak leader.

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