As much as I try to be serious and avoid profanity on this little read blog — and that’s a very generous description of this blog, if I do say so myself — it’s hard to be serious when the subject of Justin Trudeau comes up. I mean, what is it with this guy? Can he please fuck off out of here yesterday, today, and tomorrow? He’s a smug and insincere prat who is little more than a wandering tool. Look at the guy’s history! He went for a literature degree, ended up in education, decided to dabble in engineering before doing a Master’s in environmental geography — because why not? — followed by a stint as a spokesperson for the Katimavik program, which was established by his father — thankfully, the Conservatives stopped funding that maudlin program of Canadian unity in 2013 — and finally going into politics because he’s Pierre Trudeau’s son. Anyway, since the media is too busy drinking the Kool-Aid that tastes like the finest nothing from the Justin Trudeau Fountain of Saving Canada, no one seems to have publicly pointed out that he never held a heavyweight position in the Liberal shadow cabinet before they became the third party in the House of Commons. That’s not surprising since he can’t seem to function without anything being scripted. What’s more, a fully grown Justin Trudeau sounding the same as an 18 year old Justin Trudeau probably didn’t help matters. In any case, the point of this post is to look at Trudeau’s latest, painfully contrived advertisement promoting the Liberal Party’s milquetoast platform.
Trudeau’s latest ad situates him in a room full of middle class people who need help and pronto since, as he proclaims, “the sky was the limit” when they were growing up. That’s pretty interesting because the sky was the limit for the baby boomers in the room. For everyone else sitting in the room with Trudeau, the sky started falling when they were growing up. (I’m willing to bet that a few of the baby boomers, a.k.a. the Most Selfish Generation, in that room helped that situation along by making sure as few people as possible will get all the advantages that they enjoyed growing up, but that’s another matter.) Again, he touts his wonderful magical tax cut for the middle class that will provide them with life-giving oxygen. Since 2/3 of the working population make less than $44, 701, how much “help” would someone who just qualifies for Trudeau’s tax cut get? It turns out that Trudeau’s tax cut for someone making $44, 701 would only net that person $55.87 a month. Yes, everyone would love an extra $55 a month in their pocket, but that’s a poor substitute for any kind of national effort that might take pressure off of working people of modest means by building a truly national daycare program, improving public transportation, putting Canada in line with the rest of the developed world and establishing a national affordable housing strategy, or laying the foundation for a national pharmacare program so that Canada will no longer be the only country with a public health care system that doesn’t cover the cost of prescription drugs. Also, Trudeau’s pledge to reduce the second income tax bracket — remember, the working poor in the first tax bracket are doing just fine and don’t need any help if we follow Trudeau’s logic of reducing taxes on those who need the most help — is enormously misleading. Yes, it is a 7% reduction, but the tax rate is only going down by 1.5 points, which isn’t much as evidenced by the extra $55 a month saved in personal income taxes by Trudeau’s arbitrarily defined middle class. All in all, this new ad serves to show how utterly useless Trudeau and his nauseating platform are. Then again, we are talking about Trudeau here and in his Canada, style is always more important than substance.