The local government has no shame.
And no sense of sweet reason or equity or simple good judgement.
By now, you all know about The Deal.
The B.C. government is under fire for giving out an untendered $500,000 contract to Vancouver's elite Terminal City Club to host private soirees during the 2010 Olympics.
This is the same august body that is cutting mental health, addictions and senior's services in every sector.
Iain Black, minister of small business, technology and economic development, repeatedly stated the contract is about doing business.
"Our job is to host this $4-billion revenue-generating spectacular event, and that means we will host international dignitaries," Black told the house.
"It means we will host community and national leaders," he went on to say. "It means we will host international investors and leading academics from around the world. This is our opportunity. We have a job to do."
But Mr. Black knows not whereof he speaks.
Does he naively believe that these freeloaders will jump about and immediately bring business to Pender and Hornby?
These guests are career leeches. They make a life of travel and expense accounts.
And most of them have no power. They are merely the advanced guard for people who are too busy to bother with such bosch.
The division in the sovereign state between the rich and poor, the touched and the untouchables has never been clearer.
Or more repugnant.