Harper wears Iraq

The PM, it is reported, has decided to dip a toe, likely newly-clad in spit shined combat boots for the photo op, into the sucking morass that is Iraq: "It's just Noble, okay? Clear and present danger to Canada, okay? But I'm not telling you anything else, nyah, nyah, nyah!"

One columnist type, probably tick-boxed on the PMO Enemies List as "mostly on-side, except when he's disturbingly off-script" called it Harper's Churchill moment.

In fairness to the pugnacious ol' bon vivant, we must note that for Churchill the danger was far more clear and present, and the actual battle arena far better defined. As opposed to being an amorphous wanna-be state moshing around the outback Middle East.

We jaded coyotes, by now probably on the PMO Enemies List, period, know that the moshers are vile people who do very vile things. We're just not clear how tossing a half-dozen planes and maybe two dozen guys into that pit to chase 'em is noble, or makes the PM the kind of heavy international playa he thinks he is. And he and his minions remain fatally short on supporting details. But we await his no-doubt historic speech with interest:

"We shall defend our shrinking polls, whatever the cost may be. We shall fight on the beaches of our fake lake, we shall fight on the landing grounds we shall build for the F-35, we shall robocall the hell out of our data fields, we shall run for in the hills ; we shall never surrender! Although you can bet your fuzzy asses we'll prorogue. Whenever."

Yup. Words for the ages.


Ezra Levant's Sun TV narrator issues apology...

And Sun TV plans new vehicle...


Paul Calandra...

...The Prime Minister's Speshul Parliamentary Secretary for disrespect of Parliament, the Canadian public, common courtesy and logic...


Summer Blogbuster Season...


Desperate to leverage the First World War centenary...

...into a political poll bump as a world of Senate unpleasantness and assorted ideological policy failures threatened to come home to roost in his personal office chair, Steverino ordered his fibreglas helmet maker, ummm, hairstylist, to get him rockin' The Full Robert Borden for the big commemoration ceremony.

Then someone told him that Sir Robert had been prime minister at the head of a Union government during the war, and he felt like a very, very foolish Little Trained Economist...


This Weekend on the ESi-Fy Channel !!!


On Twitter today, our mayor tells us we can get some lip balm if we go to the Hope Volleyball Tourney.

I wasn't planning on going - I'm not much for sunshine - but I'd rather have lip balm from Jim Watson than from Rob Ford.


Campaigning with Elmaks?

It appears that Liberal candidate Yasir Naqvi is endorsing guerrilla street art in his campaign for reelection.

We Elgin Street Irregulars do not believe in endorsing any candidates for office so we leave it to you to decide whether this affects who you vote for in the upcoming provincial election.


Hockey Racquets (Wirecrossed Consultant Edition)

A city consultant's public art solution to the question of how best to memorialize beloved kids' hockey stick doctor Jack Purcell. For just south of $50,000. Because apparently there were two Jack Purcells, and the one for whom the adjoining Elgin Street recreation centre is not named was a badminton champ. In Guelph.

I dunno. Maybe if you squint. . .

News story replete with retro-rationalisations, or, if you will, lame-o excuses, here.

It is unclear from any of the media coverage whether the unnamed consultant was ever imposed upon, or even offered, to knock a few bucks off the bill for, you know, dropping the ball. . . errr, bird. . . ummm, puck.