At least since then. I seem to remember that his wife was photographed lying on the floor of Studio 54, in a drunken/drugged stupor, with her skirt hiked up and no panties on. You’d think that even in the Seventies, this would’ve been a big deal, for the wife of a prime minister to be photographed thusly. Apparently not, the rot was already well set in.
I remember those days of the young “bride” of Pierre Elliot Trudeau. Many people thought lowly of her, and always did. I didn’t like either one of them, and in keeping with tradition, I loathe their idiot son.