The Ground Beneath Christy Clark’s Attempted Leadership of BC Beginning to Crumble
I’m going to be fairly brief (like I’ve ever tried to do that before!) and then get you to the big story on Tuesday.
There have been a number of utterly idiotic prognostications recently by dimbells like Mike Klassen and Gordon Wilson. They posit that Christy Clark could very well win the next election.
The mere suggestion is cause to wonder if a rubber room might be in order. The BC Liberal internal polling is such great cause for alarm, that words can’t describe the harrowing angst and palpable aching inside the Christy silo.
Klassen and Wilson are both available to this information–but why let the truth get in the way of shilling for their friend Christy.
In fact, after infesting the last NPA campaign and almost single-handidly destroying it (along with Suzanne Anton), Klassen actually had the audacity to compare his embarrassing scrawl in the Puffington Post, with a recent column by Vaughn Palmer.
The two columns were dramatically different, but this was yet one more of, as my friend Bob Ransford likes to put it, “Klassen’s Klassics.” Palmer got a few of his examples confused, but that his column was even remotely similar to the fawning, delusional, shameless Christy advertising piece Klassen wrote, is yet further proof that when it comes to political predictions and analysis, Mike Klassen is several sandwiches short of a picnic.
Here is an idiot’s view of Christy’s chances. Notice how he is described as a “communications professional and wine lover.”
The Puffington Post didn’t bother to mention that Klassen is a paid BC Liberal trollop. He has and continues to pick up work from advertising or the communications side when the BC Liberals scrape the bottom of the barrel and dial his number. This was journalism??? Worthy of old Ariana’s folly? No wonder people group all of us in the blogosphere together–the Puffington Post has ZERO CREDIBILITY with me when they don’t provide a disclaimer about the work of someone who cannot possibly be considered a writer or when they don’t declare him what he truly is: a partisan campaigner for the current premier, who couldn’t write a decent piece if his life depended on it. The man is a loathsome flake, who is clueless about politics and yet after failing to capture a council seat in Vancouver’s last election, he’s fixing behind the scenes for a nomination on Christy’s team–you heard it here first. Is this the “star candidate” Christy was telling us about??? It would be funny if it wasn’t so sad. Klassen and his pal Danny Fountain, both supported Clark in the leadership race and are an embarrassment to the blogging community as they revealed themselves for the full-on self-promotion they committed to–and not much else. After coming up with several good stories, in the beginning, on Gregor Robertson’s foolishness, they shut down their eventually-pathetic blog as soon as they couldn’t get Klassen’s sorry derriere elected to council.
And that’s after he lied his ass off about his true intentions, telling everyone, including me, that there was “no chance” he would run. “No way, Alex!” Expect the same lies about how he’s not foot-kissing Christy to secure a nomination.
Totally pathetic. An insult to voters if that happens. Mind, Klassen never hesitated to pretend he was a journalist–a sure insult to his former readers–many of whom were obviously too dense to see it.
On the other hand, I’m not sure what’s going on over at The Georgia Straight–not that anyone should really care–unless you’re looking for a ‘gal’ named “Tawnee Kitten, 36-24-36…9″, or another ‘woman’, “Jawanna Mann, 44D-36-38…10–butt play an ‘ass-pecialty.”
No, I’m not kidding. I wish I was.
It’s sickening that any media venue would have the temerity to refer to themselves as a serious newspaper and need to take such demented filth for advertising dollars. Desperate and dumb and sickening.
Carlito Pablo, who is an otherwise good writer for them, continues to release the mental meanderings of one Gordon Wilson (Pablo has been doing this for some time and doesn’t realize the damage to his credibility). Wilson, as always, is all over the map. One week, Christy’s on the chopping block and will be replaced by Stock Day (not true, totally untrue) and the next, she’s going to win the coming election by taking the BC Liberal Party into big ‘L’ liberal territory.
Is this man Wilson at all well? And why would anyone give him two lines of credibility in any news venue? Oh yeah, I forgot, The Straight is a tranny fest advertising flyer, with a few news bits sprinkled throughout. Not credible and completely devoid, in my view–and the view of many, of the seriousness required when they feature the likes of Wilson and claim to do real journalism.
We had quite enough of Wilson’s megalomanical drivel while suffering through reams of news hours when he was still leader of the BC Liberals and then an NDP cabinet minister, and some Progressive Alliance nuttiness sprinkled in among the two.
Try not to read THIS NONSENSE too close to either side of a meal.
I don’t know what I ever found more frightening about Gordon Wilson: Does he believe the horse manure he shovels to be true, or does know it’s not, and says it anyway??? The man got lucky during one debate in 1991 and has been milking that 10 second sound bite ever since.
He’s insufferable. Why anyone would take his opinions seriously is beyond comprehension. He didn’t know what the hell he was doing when either in opposition or in government and assailed his own political career to the extent that he could never run for anything ever again.
His lies and spin are uncontainable.
For example, he STILL foams about how Gordon Campbell took the BC Liberal Party away from him. Pablo even repeats it for him!
News flash: Gordon Campbell didn’t take the goddamned party away from Gordon Wilson–Gordon Wilson’s very own penis did.
His contemptibly pathetic reasoning about a possible BC Liberal victory is revealed in simply this: IF, and that’s a massive ‘if’, Christy could save her party by effectively turning it into an outpost of the federal Liberals–as Wilson asserts, wouldn’t she be building on sand?
Earth to Gordon Wilson: The ideals of the federal Liberals were put on trial, TWICE, and they’re currently sitting on death row. Wilson ignores this. What idiocy! Besides, a whole slew of life-long federal Liberals, in an extraordinary act, wrote an open letter to BC Liberal delegates during the last BC Liberal leadership contest, DEMANDING that delegates elect Kevin Falcon–NOT THEIR POLITICAL SOUL SISTER, Christy, but instead, Heaven save us, Falcon, a Conservative!
The other point, and perhaps more stark, is that on the one hand Wilson claims she can pull it off by essentially revealing her true Liberal credentials, on the other, he admits to the fact she’s hated and isn’t doing a good job anyway. Huh?
Suddenly, it’s dawned on me, why he may want to legalize marijuana…
Regardless, Wilson remains unbelievably foolish. He hates Conservatives, we get that. But is this man so stupid that he doesn’t understand the political playing field that he once occupied has shifted? Oh, yes, excuse me again, my mistake. He was busy using it as a dating service.
Too bad I already gave away the nickname ‘The Dummy’ to the Premier. Mind, I may have to rechristen her soon, as several dummies have complained about the comparison.
Anyway, Tuesday I’ll return with the back story on the efforts to get rid of both Clark and Cummins, toss the BC Liberal turkeys that remain and truly come up with a new party. It might not work, but Cummins and Clark would do well to withdraw. Dix’s poll numbers are not hard–they’re actually soft in key swing areas, and a new vehicle, with a collapsed BC Conservative Party (that would remove the Evangelical morons from the front benches) and a wipe out of the BC Liberal brand–which is totally dead, would help. But that would require Clark and Cummins sitting in the stadium parking lot, nevermind the sidelines.
We’re talking major firepower is at work. MAJOR…
Can’t run an election on the center-right if even three of these seven guys don’t write cheques. Don’t worry, boys, no names. I won’t give you away.
I’ve spoken to each of them, though. Three as recently as Friday. The others before that.
They laugh at Klassen and they almost vomit at mere mention of Wilson. And they WILL NOT support Clark any longer. Period–full stop. They’re done with her. As one put it: “I’m ashamed she’s my premier, Alex. I can’t, for the life of me, believe she screwed this up so badly. She’s the worst premier we’ve ever had and you’re right, she’s totally unqualified to be there. We either try to save this thing without her or Cummins, or otherwise let Adrian take over. It’s unbelievable that Christy and her people don’t get it.”
Of course, but I’m the only one who’s been saying that from the beginning. Day ONE!
Stay tuned for the EXCLUSIVE, behind-the-scenes intel, right here–where you get the real story, every time.
Until Tuesday, be well.
Sorry about the inconvenience of having to wait until the site was back up. It crashed overnight due to a whole slew of you pouring over the Basi-Virk posts and many downloading or copying the material. It’s odd for that kind of spike in readership on a Sunday, however, thanks for the interest.
I apologize again for the interruption. And many thanks to the hundreds of you that wrote in and a few who called my office. I won’t be able to get to all of you, but know that I am thankful for your loyalty and support.
Enjoy the rest of the day.