Wrap it Up

The Monumental Premier has done it again.

Not satisfied with convention centres, Olympics, bridges and other concrete memorials to Self, Gordon Campbell is now saving us from Autism.

Run for the hills, kids.

Rather than spending money on real help in the form of services and programs and people, Campbell has gotten himself in a lather about spending $20 Million on a building.

Concrete Gord.

He just doesn't get it, does he, poor sap?

His friends own a big hotel and they have an autistic son. They'd like to do something and they have the wherewithal to do it. Fair enough. Admirable.

But somebody get ahold of these good folks and explain to them what is needed and what works and what doesn't.

The academics are already slavering at the bit about the possibility of funding a "new chair" in autism studies. Whoopee. And attracting a "world-class" (BARF!) candidate to fill the famous Seat on the Hill.

But we have countless Chairs of addictions and crime and all other manner of social ills at great public costs all writing research papers and conferencing and interfacing and convening their little tushes off while the suffering down here on earth continue to suffer.

There are those who think in the box.

And then there is the Premier of British Columbia, who sees only BIG BIG boxes made of cement.