What’s the problem? I think he makes a lovely lawn ornament.
All he needs is a large ring in his outstretched hand and he’d make a great horse hitching post. Sarcasm off.
He came into office promising sunny ways, instead it’s more like silly ways.
Agreed this is a bit of a tempest in a teapot but as one of Trudeau’s main opponents is already a brownface without trying, this is doubly awkward for the Spawn. (I now call him Justa Castreau but anyway ...)
I think the brownface reference, doubly awkward, is in play because he’s trying to be an Arab and not an Afro. The term “brown people” is often used by p.c. leftists in their tirades against the supposed racism of those Canadians who (they say) don’t like people of color, as our most visible minority here is not Afro but Indo-Canadian and various Muslims under the general heading of brown-skinned persons of color.
My main objection to the story is that it takes up space that could better be given to a complete examination of the insane policies of our leftist parties, notably their references to a climate crisis or climate emergency, and the need that produces for us to pay even more taxes on heating fuels and gasoline. Against that, a youthful indiscretion seems rather minor, assuming that young lady didn’t mind having her bosom caressed in public and wasn’t a student of the young pedagogue. This story could morph into that story if she were to decide this was a good time to seek redress.