Never before in the history of Canada has so much effort been put into the glorification of such an insignificant politician. The NDP’s attempt to turn Jack Layton into a benevolent Father of the Nation is not that different from the “cult of personality” of Stalin or Mao.
And while Stalin and Mao earned the fear and respect of their worshipers by being ruthless and efficient, Jack led a pretty unremarkable life, which revolved around municipal issues and money-grabbing schemes. His crown “achievement” in the last federal election wasn’t actually his work – the Quebecers, pissed off at Bloc Quebecois, voted for the NDP as a punishment against the nationalist party. The Bloc (or whatever other name it’s going to adapt) learned their lesson and most likely would pulverize Jack’s party in the next election.
However, the truth never discourages the NDP masses. Yesterday’s tribute-memorial to Jack Layton in Toronto showed that they believe in their own mythology.
Other than the Batman endorsement, many other people were convinced in the miraculous powers of their beloved Sun Leader. It is hard to describe the level of insanity, which ruled the event, but here are some of the tributes. They speak for themselves…
Jack had the ability to fix the world:
We will see how much “love” some of the other participants displayed, but let’s continue with the writings. God took Jack early to appoint him as His Prime Minister:
Jack has some chemical abilities – since his death the NDP has lost its fizz (isn’t that criticism?)
The next one is a confession, which may make even Chairman Mao blush:
And just like in North Korea, we need a Dear Leader Day:
And of course, never forget to vote NDP:
And just like in Stalin’s case, the revolutionary peoples of the world are smitten with the greatness of Jack Layton:
Apparently, Jack’s body parts have powers of their own, including his moustache:
I am not sure I get the next one. Is Olivia going to restore him as some kind of a hologram with the simple power of her mind?
I am sure Jack would’ve agreed with the following observation, especially when you are visiting a massage parlour:
Looking at all those written tributes, I made the conclusion that good spelling is not a skill revered among the socialists. They definitely had a problem with the word “inspiration”:
Yes, I’m sure “Tom’l” care:
The worst part of his influence from beyond the grave is that he has inspired a new batch of municipal moochers:
And I swear I didn’t write this one:
As I mentioned, not everything at the event was about love and optimism. I saw that strange girl, who could perfectly fit in with the occupy movement, write the following remark against Rob Ford:
She was duly applauded by the crowd, but nobody realized that Jack didn’t miss anything about Rob Ford. He died months after Ford was elected Mayor of Toronto. I wonder if she was high or if the attention span of a lefty is shorter than that of a fruit fly?
Then there was another occupy-type girl, who wanted to stop Harper in September (what the heck does that mean?):
And of course, no NDP event would be complete without even more cheap shots against Harper:
I agree that Stephen Harper should be criticized, especially after he gave a state funeral to a political nobody like Jack Layton (all paid by the taxpayers).
The special interest groups didn’t miss the tribute either:
It looks like Jack inspired even the hardcore communists, because they showed up with their table selling commie propaganda:
And surely we need bike lanes on Bloor Street (as if the traffic there is not that horrible already):
The only breath of fresh air was provided by two magnificent Great Danes that showed up in the early afternoon.
According to their owner, they were brother and sister. With no Muslim savages in sight (except at the halal junk stands on the street) to complain and kick them, the dogs enjoyed the full attention of the most people and even the security wanted to take pictures with them.
Unfortunately, the Great Danes didn’t stay long and we were left with the NDP royalty.
Olivia Chow addressed the cheering crowd and later inspected the written tributes (I have some video footage that I am going to post).
Then the new Dear Leader, Tom Mulcair, descended upon us. He gave quite a few interviews and mingled with the masses.
Even the notorious Libby Davies, the deputy Deer Leader, made an appearance, but strangely enough, the media didn’t approach her for interviews.
As advertised, Raffi, the Socialist Troubadour, showed up as well. He gave a horrific performance, singing a song based on Jack’s fake last testament, but before that he didn’t miss the opportunity to pose with the NDP Royal Babies.
Then we saw a performance by the lady, who sang “Rise Up!” at Jack’s funeral (I can never remember her name):
We were also treated to appearances by the lesser luminaries of the NDP. Andrea Horvath took a few hours off from her work of helping McGuinty to destroy Ontario:
Councillor Kristyn Tam-Wong, the patron-saint of the Occupy Movement:
And as always at such events, the public service union members were ubiquitous, complete with their leaders Sid Ryan and CUPE’s Fred Hahn:
The whole event left a bad taste – there was too much desperation in the attempt to convince Canada that Jack Layton must gain a god-like status. There is a striking similarity between the leftist movements around the world – they always need to put on pedestal a leader they can worship and force everybody else to worship him as well. The NDP is not an exception…
In the communist countries people didn’t have any choice but to admire the leader. However, here in Canada, we supposedly live under a democracy, where everybody is encouraged to make his or her own decisions. I hope we have enough thinking people left to see through the pathetic attempts of the NDP to impose on us as a beacon of morality a mediocre and corrupt politician.
Sorry, Jack, having the ability to smile is not enough to turn you into a holy man…
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