OK- two glasses of wine, with the CBC on the radio… and my Kelsey Grammarnazi doppelganger is kickin’ in…
Now THERE’S a mouthful!
Jean Chretien was having his portrait hung today, somewhere in the Parliament building in Ottawa, and at the reception, Stephen Harper joked “I always wanted to see Chretien hung…”
Hmmnn… was Harper staring at Chretien in the Parliamentary squash-court shower-room again?
If Chretien had had a better command of his second language, he might have replied something such as “Hostie, Stephen! I am ALREADY hung enough, Meester Premiere Ministre!”.
Alas, all he could muster was a lame “And I hope to see the current Prime-Minister hung someday… etc”.
Well, if Stephen Harper gets the same kind of email spam as I do- “Increase size to TEN inches!” etc, he just might stand a chance to oblige Chretien. That is, if he replies to a few of these spam messages.
As for me, I delete this sort of rude spam. Unlike these overpaid politicians, I have little need for such peculiar products.
Bottom line: Portraits are hung, Men are hanged. And these days the vision of a hanged Canadian politician somehow disturbingly appeals to me.
And don’t get me started on the new CBC pronunciation of KiloMeter: They now call it a “Kill”-ommeter…