If you want justice, you've come to the wrong place. I admire your naïveté but justice has nothing to do with it.
We're in this quagmire solely because of one man's ego.
It's no secret he's in the twilight of his career. He knows the clock is running out.
He has every incentive to drag this out for as long as possible and milk the cows until they come home because the day is fast approaching when he won't be able to put his
hand in the cookie jar anymore.
The public teat isn't a bottomless pit of entitlements: it will run dry. When that happens, we'll see if his goons and thugs will be so eager to close ranks to coddle and protect him.
It goes without saying he's well beyond his best before date. He clearly lacks the self-awareness to realize when it's time to ride off into the sunset and bow out gracefully with dignity.
He's like an aging quarterback who doesn't know when to quit and exit stage left because he's too addicted to the spotlight. Fortunately Father Time catches up with all and will call down the thunder on his dictatorship eventually.
I'm salivating in anticipation for the day when this overpaid paper-pusher announces he is coming out of retirement (again) to chase the one big fish that got away, in yet another sad pathetic attempt to recapture the glory in his past failures to bring home the chip.
It wouldn't actually surprise me in the least if, at one point, we end up seeing him behind the lectern making apologies for sexting selfies to other employees. The embarrassment this man puts his family through—I don't even—
his ego is just that big.
You don't have to take my word for it. I've said it before and I'll say it again.
Actions speaks louders than words.
If you wanted any more proof of the police and media bias against Rob Ford, just look at the kiddie gloves they put on to handle the Toronto Raptor player caught with his pants down yesterday.
How many unmanned drones were in the air trying to make sure he was tucked in by his bedtime last night? How many reporters were waiting in the bushes to ambush him on his home driveway this morning?
We graciously let this guy into our country to make a living, he can't keep his pants on, and yet Rob Ford is the only one being crucified and burned at the stake. And for what? A few pops?
Why aren't the police chieves or the Ryerson dropouts at the Star calling for a jihad? When did Lithuanians get diplomatic immunity? Come on. It's so political.
You're fooling yourself if you think 100 Queen Street West is the only stop on the gravy train. It goes all the way up to the top levels at 40 College Street and 40 Bay Street.
This whole entire city is corrupt from top to bottom and there's only one man willing to stand dead centre on the tracks to stare down this runaway trolley right between the eyes and say
that's it guys.
Brazen indeed.
