Michael Harris has dubbed Liberal "leader" Stephane Dion as "Mr. Bean", reminding us of the (until now) incomparable weirdo at right, played by super-sillyman Rowan Atkinson of Britain. 
Mr. Harris discusses Mr. Dion's (at left- yes, he's even further to the left than the clearly-mentally-disordered Mr. Bean) "performance" as Liberal "leader" to date.
After months of feckless shadowboxing, Mr. Bean has offered even his most ardent supporters an uninspiring pattern of standing down. The leader's decision to walk out of the House of Commons this week rather than vote on a motion to get the much-needed crime bill through the Senate does not show leadership. It shows gamesmanship. And the game is driven not by what Mr. Bean believes in, or what is good for the country, but what enhances his party's chances at the polls. At every turn under this leader, self-interest continues to rear its ugly head.
Like the boy who cried wolf, Mr. Bean is muttering about possibly bringing the government down on the budget. No one appears to believe him, including "followers" like Bob Rae. Rae wants Mr. Bean to pass the budget before bringing down the government, a plan which would allow the Liberals to win a handful of byelections scheduled for March. When Rae and Michael Ignatieff speak, Mr. Bean usually listens. Someone should tell him that's how Mr. Bean becomes Mr. Has-Bean.
Mr. Has-Bean! Ha-ha-ha! That Harris guy slays me!
But Mr. Bean's troubles cannot be entirely laid at the feet of those who have the lean and hungry look these days. Take the recent offer from the Liberal Party to corporate donors to bid "as high as they want" for auction items in a series of Ottawa-area political fundraisers. The leader had apparently forgotten that under changes to the Elections Expenses legislation brought in by his old boss, bottomless hand-outs for the corporate sector are now illegal. Mr. Bean says it was party workers who made that blunder in the advertising for the auction. But who, I wonder, came up with the auction
items themselves?
A round of golf with former PM Paul Martin? Now let me see, how much would I charge to go 18 with Mr. Dithers?
Er... why on earth would anyone want to play golf with Mr. Dithers, Mr. Bean's predecessor? And put up with Dithers's infamous, incessant, laughably brainless, delusional utterances such as "I'll abolish the Notwithstanding Clause from the Charter" and "SSM is a human right and it's in the Charter"?
Nah. Pass. How about auctioning a date with, er... oh, wait; I can't think of any female Liberal MPs who'd really qualify as "hot babes", though perhaps one or two might just begin to approach the borderline of hot-babeness. In fact, all the hot babes are already in the Conservative Party, so, no thanks, Librano "Auctioneers", I'll stick with the Conservatives of Harper, who are doing quite very well, thanks...
By the way, I wish I had hair like Michael Harris, whom I believe has himself been dubbed "The Hairy Beast" or something like that. He doesn't wear a wig, does he?
