We become a nation to be sported with:
On a slightly more serious note, Heather Mallick offers her thoughts:
Rob Ford: Quandary incarnate. A desperate futile we’re-done-here. A Mt. Edith Cavell of disappointment. A mind so thick that it makes light rays go bendy. The people you pay to bury the bad news about you are at fracking level.
I’ll stop if you will, Mayor Ford. We had our brief encounter. Please do the decent thing and resign.
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