Attracting business is something this government knows little about. It's like a dating game. Picture a classy restaurant, Mr. Speaker, white tablecloths, nice wineglasses, subdued lighting. And here's our suave Don Juan seducing a Canadian Tire executive across the table.
Mr. Speaker, I'm lucky in my life. I've known real love. It's not really love if you have to pay for it.
He's like an errant husband seeking advanced approval from his spouse for an affair that he's going to have later on.
Canada has heard this before. This is a pick up line. Canada has been hurt before when she fell for these flirty words. If Paul Martin wants a long-term relationship with Canada it will require more than words. It will require a genuine commitment. [...] Otherwise, he's just after a one-night fling and we still feel pretty cheap about buying his love lines last time. This time we're a little older and a little wiser. In the last courtship Paul promised to change and Canada bought it, forgetting that after the wedding, men seldom do. We won't be fooled again.
Pallister sometimes comes off like the Legislature's creepy drunk guy. He should probably just leave awkward sex metaphors entirely alone.
I mean, what is government according to Pallister? Angry daddy? Randy husband?
Calling Dr. Freud! We have an emergency over here!