An Open Letter To Canada's Elusive Crisis Fixer
(Gone fixing crises. Please leave a message after the memorandum of understanding.)
DEAR PRIME MINISTER CARNEY,
As Parliament rises for the summer, Canadians would like to wish you a restful vacation, not that you've exactly been overworked, judging by your Question Period appearances.
In fairness, attendance has always been a flexible concept for some people:
There are deadbeat parents who only show up for Christmas.
There are employees who call in sick so often their co-workers assume they've joined witness protection.
There are teenagers whose parents only know they're alive because the refrigerator keeps emptying itself.
And then there's you! Canada's self-described "crisis fixer," who seems to regard Question Period the way vampires regard direct sunlight.
You may recall telling Canadians during the election that they would only see you in a crisis because crisis management is what you're best at.
Which presents an interesting puzzle.
Either Canada isn't actually facing a crisis... Or our "crisis fixer" has remarkably oversold his credentials and purpose. Anything for a vote, eh?
The opposition has certainly noticed. Canadians have noticed. The Speaker could probably place your seat under a heritage designation at this point. It's been occupied so infrequently it may qualify as a protected landmark!
Perhaps we're being unfair. Being a crisis fixer must be exhausting work.
There are international conferences to attend, sporting events to be photographed at, VIP receptions to mingle through, catered aircraft meals to bravely endure at taxpayer expense. And lets not forget there's always another memorandum of understanding to sign.
And another.
And another.
Canadians have now become quite familiar with the modern diplomatic achievement known as the MOU.
The MOU is a fascinating document.
It looks important, and it sounds important. The media reports it as important. Then six months later everyone discovers it produced approximately the same economic impact as writing your intentions on the backside of a stripper-gram. But at least frequent-flyer points were accumulated, am I right!? Gotta love those points! Maybe you can cash them in for some debt relief or houses?
Question Period, by contrast, is much less enjoyable for you, I imagine.
There are no photo opportunities. No standing ovations by adoring globalists and their acolytes, and no carefully screened audiences. Just opposition MPs asking direct questions about government decisions. None of which seem to be answerable by you or your caucus.
One can understand why a so-called crisis fixer might find that environment somewhat uncomfortable, what with all those larping seals in the government benches slapping their hands together in obligatory applause for their leader.
The House of Commons is where Prime Ministers are supposed to answer to the people paying the bills. It's the democratic tradition whereby taxpayers who can't afford groceries get a brief opportunity to question the fellow enjoying Normandy Butter Tarts and a side of crรจme brรปlรฉe somewhere over the North Atlantic in pursuit of yet another memorandum of understanding but no actual deal.
After all, fixing a crisis is one thing. Explaining yourself to the people paying the bills is quite another. The irony is difficult to miss:
โข A Prime Minister who campaigned on competence.
โข A Prime Minister who promised seriousness.
โข A Prime Minister who assured Canadians that when a crisis emerged, he would be there.
Yet somehow, whenever Question Period arrives, a time to explain to the nation how you're catalyzing your inner crisis-fixer skillset to solve ruptures in this most dangerous and divided time, the crisis fixer becomes Canada's most difficult public official to locate. We stand a better chance of hunting down Sasquatch and caging him in a zoo.
If this attendance record belonged to a student, parents would be receiving phone calls. If it belonged to an employee, HR would be filing an ROE for job abandonment. If it belonged to a soldier, people might begin asking whether AWOL paperwork was filled out yet.
Instead, Canadians are simply told not to notice.
To be fair, perhaps the Prime Minister genuinely needs the summer break. The burden of attending sporting events, international summits, receptions, state dinners, investment forums, climate conferences and carefully staged photo opportunities with other people's children, but never your own, can take a toll. Especially while holding those elbows up all the time. You must be downright exhausted.
The occasional appearance in the House of Commons might have pushed the workload into dangerous territory for a man of your age and soft hands.
So enjoy the summer, Prime Minister.
Relax.
Recharge.
Sample the cuisine.
Collect a few more photographs.
Sign a few more memorandums.
Announce a few more frameworks.
Launch a few more initiatives.
Perhaps even fix a crisis or two, should any appear.
And when Parliament returns in the fall, Canadians hold out a faint but persistent hope.
Not that the economy will suddenly improve. Not that productivity will magically recover. Not that housing will become affordable.
Just that Canada's crisis fixer might occasionally appear in the place where Prime Ministers are expected to answer questions from the people they govern.
Because if you're only visible during a crisis...
And we never see you...
Canadians are left with only two possible conclusions.
Either there was never a crisis.
Or the crisis fixer never arrived.
As always, yours in the radical belief that elected officials should occasionally be observed performing elected-official activities. Until the next confirmed sighting,
Melanie in Saskatchewan
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@Kowaliukb@Sassygal1971@WarrenCWade Damn straight. I sure as hell wouldnโt let that pip squeak, and his (loyal) cult followers, drive me out of my own country. My grandfather,father, brother and myself all stood to defend this country. That little prick needs to be the one to leave.
@LauraBabcock Yeah, all the perks he gets on our tax money. The man has no soul. I would be embarrassed to be spending and travelling with gourmet catering,while so very many Canadians canโt afford food or homes. He is 10x worse than Trudeau ever was, and thatโs saying something.