09 August 2010

Yet another Toronto Star tongue-bath...

...for the party of "we'll tell you how to live"...
To McGuinty, being called Premier Dad is a compliment that implies stability and a steady hand at the tiller of government. “He honestly likes it,” confides one Liberal. “Because it really is who he is.”

Backbenchers vie for his attention, hoping to demonstrate they are cabinet material while constantly worrying he may discover some minor personal transgression that would derail their careers.

Ministers strive to remain in the executive council though his remoteness leaves some feeling wary or even vulnerable.
Good sweet jebus... is this government... or some hippie-dippy cult of personality from the sixties?

(h/t reader michael)