The Fourth Wall

Elling Lien is trying to get you in the mood.

On March 10, it’ll be 43 against four.

Yep, next month will see the reappearance at the provincial House of Assembly the folks most people may drunkenly remember having voted for in the provincial election of last year.

It was a landslide victory. It was a moment of sheer awesome. The feeling in the air must have felt a little watching Apollo 11 landing on the moon—except it would have been premier Williams stepping down the ladder, saying “That’s one small step for a NewfoundlanderLabradorian…”

Even I can’t find it in my heart to hate him. He’s a charismatic dude. I’m almost tempted to let him be.

But I have to remember what those Spiderman movies taught me: with great power comes great responsibility.

The Tories hold over 90 percent of the seats in the legislature. Normally, there’s an opposition watching the governing party’s every move—but how can four people keep an eye on that many ministers and their goings-on?

They can’t. If this was a game of Catan and I was in the Tories’ situation, I’d be giggling and wringing my hands.

“Did you hear we’re scheduled to have an $881 million surplus this year?” I’d ask my opponent.

Okay, here’s what needs to happen: if the opposition can’t be an opposition, we’ve got to be that opposition. The peeps. La pueblo. Da b’yes.

And shag off thinking you don’t know anything about politics. And shag also off thinking by reading the news, talking to people about government news, or writing a letter you’re going to seem like an activist goofball.

Elizabeth May puts it pretty well in her article “How to be an Activist”: why is it that we refer to people as “activists” and “environmentalists” instead of just “normal human beings who are worried about the way things are going?”

Anyway, I recommend reading the article, whether you’re an activist/environmentalist crackpot wannabe or not (tinyurl.com/ys47t2)

Good luck out there, friends.