Source: news.nationalpost.com - Sunday, April 19, 2015
Analysis Travel through Calgary on a sunny spring day, and you’re as likely to find Calgary Flames jerseys and car flags as election signs. The team is in the playoffs, and patio weather has arrived. The fun isn’t limited to Cowtown. Edmonton, the inaptly named City of Champions, is all a-chatter about first-round draft pick Connor McDavid — the once-in-a-decade talent who will restore the city’s honour and ensure Alberta continues to welcome a Stanley Cup more often than a new government. Screengrab The "Bring Your Wife's Pie" ad. Polls are suggesting an honest-to-God race, but the province is hardly afire with democratic zeal. This election was called a year ahead of its legislated date for strategic reasons; the PCs understood its main rival, the Wildrose, to be near-fatally weakened by last December’s mass floor crossing. Now was just the time to strike the fatal blow. Until Sunday, the the only items that had gained any kind of currency were posters touting an auction of rural wives’ pies, campaign signs defaced to spell the word penis, and fights about the origins of stock photos. It’s been an election about nothing — nothing besides jokes about penises and pie. Jim Prentice, the man who was going to save the 43-year-old Progressive Conservatives, is failing to connect with voters. His lines are rote: He, too, was “disappointed” with previous governments. He’s going to get the province off the “roller coaster” of oil and ga
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