In my Thursday morning class on the European Union, the professor asked who was in favour of trade liberalization.
I was the ONLY one who stuck his hand up.
The ONLY one.
I am starting to feel sorry for Samuel Huntingdon and others who go against the flow in the ivory towers.
In other news, La Presse offered profiles, yesterday and today, on the candidates for the leadership of the Parti Quebecois. On chappy's claim to fame is that, during those crazy 70s, he called for the imposition of one *unique* salary for all workers, irrespective of the type of work done.
Luckily, we still can choose between Pauline Boisclair, "the has been with an MBA" (who happens to be the only woman in the race), and the snobbish, coke-snorting gay former minister Andre Boisclair who never summoned the strength to finish his undergraduate degree but who went on to do a master's at Harvard. Thank goodness for us, he heard the calling, and chose to stay here rather than immigrate to the Switzerland of the North with the fine folks at McKinsey. At least he showed the moral fortitude to snort coke while he was minister and not before. Wouldn't be cricket, would it now ?
The coke sniffer was actually speaking at the University one day when I was there. I was tempted to spread a little liquid paper under my nostrils and go to his speech, but I had better things to do, like work. Something the cokesniffer knows little about.
