FIND ME A PARTY

Do you not yearn and crave for a political party or one political leader for whom you could, with full enthusiasm and endorsement, vote?

I do.

(Oops. The last time I said those two words, 20 years of my life went by.)

I need a party or a leader the thought of whom does not make me hurl.

That immediately eliminates the Federal and Provincial Liberals, The Torch Premier and Iggy Pop.

That discounts Stephen Harping.

So I return to my voting roots - the NDP.

Ouch!

I know.

Look at this exciting and productive national convention just held in Halifax.

Nothing new put forward, nothing challenging accepted, no Big Public Policy announcements.

With the national media attending in full force and the opportunity to make a minor splash ... nada.

Listen to this milquetoast: "I think the conversation certainly got started."

That's Jack Layton, and that's the problem.

All the political instincts of a rabbit.

Shiny white teeth and a moustache. Then what?

Do these folks not want to win or govern or exert some influence?

Yesterday, I mentioned that Adrian Dix might be a better leader for the NDP provincially than Carole James. No doubt there are many people who might be a better leader than Carole James. She is not terrible. Se doesn't make awful toe-stubbing mistakes. And she is up against a huge Liberal machine. But she just doesn't grab us, does she?

Does Jack grab us?

I don't think so.

Does the National party have a real war plan? Doubt.

Does it have a future?

Not until it finds new blood, a new leader and some core selling points built on core values.

I'm ready to get excited. Just let me know when it's all starting.