The Trudeau Family makes itself comfortable:
Speaking in Quebec City earlier this week, Ms. Grégoire Trudeau bluntly said she and her current assistant can’t manage the number of demands that come from being a high-profile, bilingual and much sought-after speaker. Various groups and charitable organizations regularly invite Ms. Grégoire Trudeau to promote their causes, but the constant requests are proving impossible to address under current circumstances, she said.
“I’d like to be everywhere, but I can’t,” Ms. Grégoire Trudeau said in an interview with daily newspaper Le Soleil. “I have three children at home and a husband who is Prime Minister. I need help. I need a team to help me serve people.”
If you really want to serve the people go work as a waitress.
There is no job called "First Lady of Canada." Until somewhat recently - Margaret Trudeau incidentally - the wife of the serving Prime Minister was hardly ever mentioned in public. Laureen Harper spent nearly a decade in the role without bothering anyone and with minimal support. The office of British Prime Minister has been in existence for nearly three centuries and even specialist historians would be hard pressed to name more than a handful of Prime Ministerial wives. There is nothing in the laws, customs or traditions of our system of government that regards the spouse of the PM as anything more than a bystander to the functions of the state.
But that was then. As we are continually reminded: It's 2016!
Justin's father dispensed with the hum-drum limitations of his role as First Minister, creating the modern Imperial Prime Minister who rules with a rod of iron. It was under the elder Trudeau that ministers became clerks and back-benchers so much parliamentary cannon-fodder. The thing about absolute monarchs - or sandal clad philosopher kings - is that there is no limit to their purview. All things fall under their sway. Consequently those who serve under the New Sun King's remit must wield great power as well. To suggest otherwise is the gravest example of lèse majesté.
Because Justin Trudeau is important so must every member of his entourage, including those who have no official capacity. Mrs Trudeau - we're old fashioned here at GCH and refuse to Ms anyone - is arrogating to herself the prerogatives of a Queen. Her mere presence is now necessary to the proper functioning of the Canadian state. One begins to wonder how anything was done in Canada in the 148 years before her arrival at 24 Sussex Drive. Yet somehow we muddled along in this old Dominion of ours.
At the centre of this whirlpool of conceit is this remarkable example of self-absorption on the part of Mrs Trudeau:
“It’s hard to choose, because it’s touching when people ask for your help. People really lay out their suffering in some of the letters that I receive. I tell myself: ‘I’ll try to send a message that will reach as many people as possible,’” Ms. Grégoire Trudeau told Le Soleil.
Mrs Trudeau is not a trained psychiatrist, counsellor, medical expert or technical advisor of any sort. She has a degree in communications and once worked as a personal shopper for Holt Renfrew. Her resume is so thin it makes her husband look like George C Marshall. Like her husband she is the child of upper class Montreal privilege. What actual help such a being could provide to the "people" of Canada is hard to define. Perhaps a pep talk on the importance of being born rich and beautiful and marrying well.
The voters demanded change last October. We replaced a flawed man of substance with a man-child as Prime Minister. Not surprisingly Canada's new "First Lady" is as useless and vain as her predecessor was accomplished and professional.
The Prime Minister's wife cannot be First Lady of Canada because the First Lady of Canada, as of all Commonwealth monarchies, is the Queen. The Trudeaus ought to be reminded of this and put in their place.
Posted by: Gerry T. Neal | Monday, May 16, 2016 at 11:57 AM