Dear Newfoundlanders and Labradorians:
I know that there is an election going on over the course of the past week and the next couple of weeks. (I know this because it was I who set the dates.)
I know that you are tempted to focus on other people. People like Kathy Dunderdale, Kevin Aylward and Lorraine Michael. And those Members of the whatchamacallit who I had to hang out with in that godawful House from time to time. Coattail riders. The lot of ’em.
Your focus on other people is starting to bother me. I want to be on your television. I want to be in your newspapers, and I want to be on the radio. Not them. Me.
I want you to know about my assessments of the competence of women. I want you to revel in my new plaything (buy a jersey…) and I want you to know who I am with last week, next week and for every week to come.
I want you to talk about me, dammit, not those other false prophets who would pretend to lead you and to whom you owe no affection. Remember – I gave you pride. I embody you in my heart and soul and dammit you should be watching, listening and following ME.
STOP WATCHING THOSE OTHER PEOPLE.
Sincerely,
Danny
P.S. Kathy – how’s he bus? Is it comfy as my Winnebago was? Can I come hang out for old time’s sake?
