So long, Slick Ernie

Ernie Eves, you are the new Kim Campbell. Finally, the Progressive Conservatives have been booted out of office, and Ernie Eves, heir to the sins of the appalling Mike Harris, has conceded the premiership. Thank god. Look at the guy. He singularly redefines the words "fat cat" as they pertain to politicians. One look at that slick hairstyle and you can immediately picture golden, bejeweled rings on fat fingers, meaty digits afflicted with gout from eating too much rich food. Just looking at him disgusts me. And now I don't have to!

A word to incoming Liberal premier Dalton McGuinty, though: "Orating" isn't the same thing as "shrill yelling." Loosen up, you squawking chicken.