Rose's Cantina

#165073663 / gettyimages.com Justice Minister Peter MacKay recently un-earthed a storm a la merde for apparently suggesting that women are too busy lactating to want a top spot on the bench, preferring kitchen drudgery to judgery. He denied he said it; and referred to the lawyers. who outed him, by their given names: liars. Then he sent out Mother's Day and Father's Day messages to his staff that were misogynistic in nature. Then he denied having written them and blamed them on a female staffer. Apparently, in the Justice Department, the Chief Liar doesn't lawyer his own correspondence. Then the Globe and Mail's Leah MacLaren took a swipe at Pete's wife, who sent back a missive to the Globe's self-described, but not actually appointed, London correspondent telling her to stop being mean to the Chief Liar who was raised by a single mom and does, in fact, do diaper doodie. It was all very laughable, breaking up a monotonous week for the rest ...

Peter McKay seems to have his pecker caught in his zipper. Despite his obvious predicament, the Defence Minister is still claiming its still snug and safe in his shorts. When National Defence moves out to Nortel, they should consider installing a sign in the Minister's honor: National Defence, Home of the Whopper. How can McKay Mouse continue to lie to the Canadian public about why he used the Cormorant as his personal mode of transportation? Has he never heard of access to information? McKay says he grabbed a ride from his private hideaway so he could experience, first hand, a search and rescue operation at a cost of $77,000. Pricey! Yet emails from the brass tell another tale altogether. Seems McKay booked a ride so he wouldn't miss too much of his vay-cay at the fishing lodge to attend an official announcement. (To do his actual job!) The brass warned him this little boondoggle was going to backfire. I love this quote: "When the guy who's fis...