It doesn’t sound as crazy as this though. Que the twilight zone theme song. Let your imagination run wild. Enter a world of alternate reality and meet a random Canadian prime minister. Ready?
Here’s our imaginary PM. He’s assembled the media (those who aren’t nasty) to announce plans for a massive triumphal arch opposite the Peace Tower in Ottawa. It will be filled with guns, drones and ammunition. And, he says excitedly, snipers will be stationed on top to shoot down bad guys.
Later, in his office, he glues his latest golden gewgaw onto the wall, distributes the men’s Florsheim dress shoes he insists his cabinet ministers wear, and falls asleep during a meeting. When he wakes up, he threatens to demolish the National Arts Centre if it isn’t renamed after him. Then he announces a cabinet reshuffle, giving Defence, Public Safety and Health to two drunks and one former drug addict.
In the middle of the night, he posts cartoon memes of himself as a superhero, threatening enemies with his very, very big gun.
After some time amid growing alarm, a group of 36 mental health experts issues a statement declaring him unfit. Objectively observable signs of cognitive decline have worsened, they say, and warrant “disqualification from office.”
But nobody moves a muscle to get rid of him.
When did the U.S. media choose, out of respect for an office no longer respectable, to keep pretending the emperor was fully clothed?
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