My eyes! My eyes!
During times of eyeball-popping stress and frustration, I suspect just about everyone has uttered the word “fuck”, or at least had it appear in a little thought-cloud above their head. Even our Politicians. Especially them. Why not?
We need to disabuse ourselves of the long-standing popular misconception that our elected officials inhabit some higher plane than the rest of us: they don’t. All the sanctimonious bullpuckey about politicians having higher standards… come on. Really? They’re politicians, which by definition makes them slimier and more repugnant by nature than giant garden slugs. And if they’re conservative politicians, they’re probably harrumphing self-righteous hypocrites to top it off — liberals at least don’t pretend to be anything but pond scum.
So when one of these fine elected officials of ours does something as mundane as drop an F-bomb, we shouldn’t be surprised or outraged: we should be delighted. We should be flooding Parliament Hill with e-mails demanding that every MP meet an F-bomb quota. Canadians might actually watch a Question Period that sounded like an episode of the Sopranos.