"Mr. Boulay, meet Mr. Bull Manure" (aka Paul Martin)
Somewhere, a simple man from Shenanigan (i.e. Jean Chretien) is laughing his ass off at his ham handed successor, after suffering years of abuse and disrespect, Martin finally outlasted the Little Dictator, managed to rally enough support from the LIEberal Party to become leader, which meant that when Jean rode off into the sunset, Martin became PM.
EVERYone had to know that Chretien intended to "get while the gettin' is good", and left Martin as the fall guy.
In a perfect universe, Chretien, Martin and their many accomplices would end up in a Canadian prison in the same cellblock as Valery Fabrikant, the notorious Concordia University killer.
The shit is getting deeper and the noose tighter.