Hey there, Ontario PC Party headquarters!

Everyone seems to think I am a member of the Ontario PC party, everyone, it seems, but party headquarters. I did not get my validation number in the mail, and nor did a friend of mine, who is a heavy-duty insider. Was it the Post Office? Or was I considered deviant? Or have I forgotten to renew my membership? Who knows?

I was sitting at a dining table with a lot of old-stock Ontarians last week. At least half the table were Conservatives, all had voted. Most were for Christine Elliott. I sent her a $100. I have nothing against Caroline Mulroney; I welcome her entry. I would have Doug Ford over for a beer any day, and we would have firm mateship and agreement. What I want, however, is a prime minister of a province who knows the bureaucracy, who can get legislation through parliament, manage the cabinet,  fire the wicked, re-organize as required, mobilize the electorate, and not be too impressed with herself (a pronoun to use in this conjuncture). I do not want someone who has not been in cabinet yet. I want someone who knows how to run a meeting, control the agenda, and talk to the civil servants in such a way that they willingly execute the policies of the new regime. Accordingly, Christine Elliot looked to me like the only one who qualified.

May this evil spawn of Satan, these slow-motion Maduros of the Ontario Liberal Party, suffer in opposition for decades.

Ontario’s newly elected Premier Kathleen Wynne is photographed in her Queen’s Park Office in Toronto on Wednesday June 18, 2014. THE CANADIAN PRESS/Chris Young