Now that North America has officially entered into election season, I thought it is as good a time as any to reactivate this blog.
The U.S. Campaign so far looks interesting--not only is the Democratic Party presidential candidate a black man, but the Republican Party Vice Presidential Candidate is a woman. Of course, the novelty of these candidates is tempered by their white old running mates. Nonetheless, it is a lot more interesting to watch than the usual. Speaking of the usual, we too are speeding towards an election before the U.S. We trump the U.S. in number of parties and candidates, but, despite our often celebrated diversity, our candidates are as boring as they come. All three major parties are led by very familiar, very dull, very awkward and very white men. The only remotely interesting thing on the race front is that Jack Layton's wife is ethnically Chinese. Sure, I put the NDP alongside the Liberals and the Conservatives because I do like the NDP better than the others and not because they have a chance in hell to win or become the official opposition party in this election.
Beside the sameness in the appearances of our candidates, their styles of public speaking are equally uninspiring. Dion is a great example of writing skill does not necessarily translate into speaking skills. His open letters on Quebec sovereignty were eloquent and effective but when you hear him speak, in either English or French, there is no hint of that order and clarity, much less eloquence and effectiveness. By comparison, Harper is clear, but he seems to be unable or unwilling to two sentences together with any kind logic—it is extremely annoying to hear a speech consists only of slogans mascaraing as sentences. That leaves Layton who tries very hard to get any public forum to speak but when he gets it, he does not have very much to day. So, we have one who no one know what he is talking about, one who we can understand but offer no reason or argument, and one who say things but we forget it as soon as we hear it. This make me miss Chrétien—although we don't know what he was talking about, or made out a word, he looked like he meant it and was excited about it. This is what we have come to, we are looking back at style without substance as the good old days. Ah, only if we had just a little style so we could overlook the emptiness beneath. For that I eagerly wait for the U.S. campaign to really get going so I can watch it like a fashion show.