That’s what Justin Trudeau had to say when he launched this, the 43rd federal general election. Zero, zippo, zilch.
Oh, sure, he said some stuff. He stood there in front of Rideau Hall, a focus-grouped gaggle of ethnically diverse Canadians behind him and he sprayed the usual Trudeau-esque word salad all over the unimpressed ink-stained wretches.
“I’m for moving forward for everyone,” he squeaked, oozing boyish charm. “We’ve all got a choice to make: keep moving forward and build on the progress we’ve made, or go back to the politics of the Harper years.”
In fairness to the Liberal leader, there’s not much he can say. After mishandling relations with India, China and the U.S. — to wit, where’s the new NAFTA, Justy? — foreign affairs ain’t anything to brag about. Likewise, domestic affairs: Trudeau has helped to elect seven, count ‘em, seven conservative premiers across Canada.
Same with ethics: he’s the first prime minister in history to be found guilty of violating two federal statutes (over Lavscam and the Aga Khan) while still in office.
Fiscal probity? It is to laugh: he giddily broke his solemn promise to balance the budget. Ditto electoral reform. Feminism? Um: Gropegate, elbowed a female MP in the chest, exiled two women who (a) are way smarter than him and who (b) wouldn’t do what he told them to.
Trudeau; The definition of a two-faced liar.