That’s it. Sorry about that; did you think I was going somewhere with that? Going to make a good joke, maybe? Well, I could have but some jokes just make themselves.

It’s been said that, in politics, when they start ignoring you, that’s when you know that you’re really screwed. And that’s exactly what happened to Ontario UberGrit Dalton McWimpy when he plopped his flip-floppin’, wafflin’, rioter-appeasin’ arse at a Timmy’s at the corner of Huron & Adelaide in London yesterday. There he was, and nobody gave a crap:

McGuinty catches few eyes in busy local Tim Hortons

Fri, February 9, 2007
By SUN MEDIA

People always have time for Tim Hortons, but apparently not for their premier.

That was a good thing yesterday for Dalton McGuinty, who found himself sitting through a casual interview at a busy Tim’s outlet in London, seemingly unrecognized by customers seated or lined up for the morning coffee rush.

“It’s like he wasn’t even here,” one man, who had spotted Ontario’s top politician, said after the premier left.

A coffee clutch of three older men at the table near McGuinty quickly picked out who he was but politely held back, smiling and saying little.

McGuinty spent nearly an hour at the Tim’s at Huron and Adelaide streets, during which time not one customer walked over to ogle or chat up the Ontario Liberal leader.

“Was that McGuinty?” one man said, as he jumped into his pickup with his coffee. “What was he doing here?”

Told McGuinty was making the rounds in an election year, and will be chasing votes like his, the man paused, suddenly frowning: “I think I’ll have to do some research into that.”

That’s it. That’s the whole damn article. You know people are getting bored as hell with you when you can’t even fill up a quarter of a page…

Okay, I know I’m supposed to be on vacation right now (that’s why I’ve been so quiet lately) but as I was flipping through the Freeps online today, I found myself saying, “what the hell is this?”

There’s an old gag in the media industry — older than even Ted Byfield, if you can believe that — which says that some headlines just write themselves and… well, apparently this one did, because I can’t see anyone without a severely sadistic sense of grammar doing it:

Spring budget forecast to spark election call forecast after spring budget

Huh? 😕

So… what? We’re forecasting forecasts now? I gotta say it, kiddies: things are getting hilariously buggered if we’re actually at the point where the MSM prognosticators are gawking into their crystal balls and seeing nothing but… well, their crystal balls seeing something else seeing something else seeing something else…

Gimme a friggin’ break…

PS-
Not-so-hot off the presses of the fart-in-a-windstorm department: Garth’s a Grit.

Who gives a rat’s ass?