Suddenly it’s not so good to be the king. While his courtiers denounce the grave injustice and ingratitude of it all, Klein is set to join Jean Chrétien and Margaret Thatcher in the ranks of those leaders whose own party prompted an accelerated conclusion to a successful career. It couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy.
And what a ridiculous show the Tories are making of it, too. Not by Klein himself, who responded predictably and appropriately, but by his loyal followers. You hear that, Dinning? Loyalty. Look it up! How dare anyone suggest that this man, after all of his great works, be made to suffer such indignity! After all he has done for us!
This is a province, not a pasture, despite the similarity. If Klein’s party is beginning to think that he is done, then he is done. He doesn’t get to mill around for a couple more years on his record, handing out bundles of cash. Yet the notion that the party members are appropriately exercising their democratic rights seems lost amid a sea of lamentations that Klein deserves his throne.
And what should rise from the past but the gaunt spectre of Preston Manning, suddenly making the reign of King Ralph look like it might be the good old days. For those counting, that’s three rounds in the revolver for the game of Russian roulette that is the leadership race.