Footsteps

 

Responding in Toronto to a man who refuses to shake his hand, Trudeau looks like he has seen a ghost.

Justin Trudeau and his Liberal government seem to be committing suicide. 

The Atlantic provinces were a stronghold for them; now they are losing it by pushing forward with their carbon taxes. 

Muslim Canadians were supposed to be their client group, a reliable constituency; recently, Trudeau branded Muslim parents “hateful,” and refused to apologize when the largest Muslim body in Canada asked for one. 

A few weeks ago, the Prime Minister picked a senseless public fight with India. This might play well with Sikhs in Canada, or those of them who are anti-India; but surely risks losing support among the 66% of Indo-Canadians from India who are not Sikhs. 

Last week, or the week before, the House of Commons entertained a Nazi. At a minimum, Trudeau’s government did not vet him, despite the obvious questions raised by someone who fought against Russia in the Second World War—and this turns Trudeau’s favorite attack on any and all opponents, that they are “Nazi sympathizers,” against him. He probably dares never use it again. The necessary level of incompetence here seems so high, the alternate explanation seems more plausible: a death wish.

And a death wish is plausible. We all have one. When our conscience tells us we are doing harm, not good, or have worn out our welcome in this world, it begins to nag at us. Not necessarily that we go and commit suicide; but our system mysteriously shuts down, and we die of one thing or another. Unless, that is, we seek and find redemption. 

Serial killers almost always take greater and greater unnecessary risks until caught. As one famously marked in lipstick on his victim’s mirror: “For God’s sake stop me, before I kill again.” Similarly, regimes that no longer feel they are legitimate begin to act recklessly—as if to see how much they can get away with.

Like picking fights with the voters. How much will they take, the peasants! Let them cancel Disney Plus! Like trimming your toenails or reading a newspaper during parliamentary debate.

The legacy media as a whole also seems to have a death wish. Faced with growing competition due to technology, they have dropped all journalistic standards, anything that might give them a claim to being a superior source, and begun to report only what they feel like. Disney Corporation seems to have developed a death wish. Everything they invest in any longer seems to go directly against their financial interests. Bud Light did: directly insulting their customers, and not backing down. The LA Dodgers did, honouring an anti-Catholic hate group in front of their Hispanic Catholic local community. The LGBTQ et al movement, the trans movement has; “We’re coming for your children.” Probably no further comment necessary. Pope Francis seems to have such a death wish, becoming increasingly open and reckless; as well as a desire to kill off the Catholic Church.

It resembles those times and days when people believed, for one superstitious reason or another, that the end of the world was at hand. A large proportion of them would then just drop everything, any pretense of morality, let the cattle stray, and begin fornicating on the hilltops. Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die. 

And we already know where we’re going.

I think the conscience of the woke is waking up.