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The “Yoga Gate Scandal” Starring Premier Christy Clark

I’m admittedly not involved with politics as much as I should be.  I’m involved in a few things but it’s not occupying much of my time.  It’s quite rare that something happens in politics that makes me upset, but it’s even less often that something downright embarasses me about living in the region.

Christy Clark, in one fell swoop you have:

a) made me lose my entire support for BC Liberals

b) made me lose 90% of any respect I had for you as a Premier (I’m a reasonable man and left you 10%)

c) made me totally embarassed to even live in Vancouver

Word on the street (and I didn’t verify this number with even a search engine search) was that it was going to cost $150,000.00 of taxpayer money, too.

For the first time *ever* I considered moving to Toronto – and I’m not even joking.  Or with my wife back to her native country in Asia.

Where else in the *world* would this kind of sick wastage occur without authorization?

Where else in the *world* would countless thousands of bridge users be inconvenienced, forced in extra traffic, and asked to use a different bridge to go home later to their families while a few people stretch and sweat on a bridge?  Have you heard of the Vancouver Art Gallery?  The pot smokers find it quite acceptable, you know.  Are you more enlightened than Marc Emery?

Seriously, you should quit.  And I mean that.  It’s time.

If you are given any more time, you are surely going to go down in infamy.  At least now, your kids will be able to laugh this off (do you have kids?) and it will be a family har-har over Christmas dinner for the next 20 years.  But what’s next?  Are you going to close down YVR for a Falun Gong meditation?  How about parking a big air mattress in front of the BC Ferry terminals and do some Tai Chi stretches on them?  You would inconvenience fewer people there than shutting down the Burrard Street bridge, I’m guessing.

Seriously, quit.

I’ve quit before.  One time I was a waiter and I kept dropping plates and making personal jokes about the patrons that they didn’t find funny.  I knew it wasn’t for me. I quit.  I moved on.

Don’t ruin what’s left of the BC Liberals.  There aren’t a lot of other options to choose!

If you don’t, I’m seriously going to run for Premier.  Not because I want to, but because I *have* to for our future’s sake.

End Rant.

…Oh! Wait! One more.  Your Twitter comments on the subject reminded me of a few high school girls I know.  Maybe don’t tweet, either.  Or have someone Tweet for you.  You must be able to use taxpayer money to hire someone to do that…