At last - Dan Christie's offensive post
Who Let The Doggerel Out?
The word “manifesto’ is usually preceded by ‘Communist’ –as in The Communist Manifesto, the 1848 blueprint laid out by Karl Marx and Freidrich Engels that dealt with class struggle and the evils of capitalism. Which is not to say only godless commies set out manifestos either. It’s a pretty safe bet that if those protesting the upcoming G8 and G20 conferences in Toronto have a manifesto then so to do the leaders of the G8 and G20.
Both groups have manifestos, it’s just that the wording is slightly different.
Last week Port Hope resident William Spotton, 42, announced his candidacy for mayor –his second attempt at Starting At The Top. His first try in 2003, against Rick Austin, came within 200 votes of success.
Mr. Spotton has a Manifesto 2010 for Port Hope which he says is “about how we can do politics” –the precise meaning of which, I’m afraid to say, totally escapes me. But then, Mr. Spotton is a poet –a poet with an extensive body of work laid bare for all to see at his Baharnai Hayyim (don’t ask…) blogspot website.
Whether or not Mr. Spotton’s poetry was as difficult to write as it is to read is entirely subjective. Personally I prefer the straightforward rhyme and rythym of Robert Service as opposed to the ethereal heartbreak of “The wallet left on a new kitchen counter/Graced by gentle blond highlights” favoured by Mr. Spotton.
Yep, give me The Cremation of Sam McGee any day.
Mr. Spotton’s resume is, shall we say, a tad light. His LinkedIn profile says he’s currently an Assistant at the office of Liberal MPP Joe Dickson in Ajax. At the same time his Blogger profile lists his Occupation as ‘Trying’. ‘Trying’ what? To write poetry? To be Mayor of Port Hope? To find Wendy and the rest of the Lost Boys?
Not only does Mr. Spotton not seem to have what might be called a real job, something that naturally leads voters to think maybe the real reason he wants to be mayor is because it’s a steady paycheck, but he hasn’t served on any Committees of Council either. And, while I stand to be corrected, of the many Port Hope council meetings I’ve suffered through, I can’t recall ever seeing Mr. Spotton share my misery. If you want to be mayor, shouldn’t you start by going to the occasional meeting? Maybe even ask a few questions of the people purporting to serve the Town and its citizens?
Don’t get me wrong; I wish Mr. Spotton well in his journey. I admire anyone brave enough to throw their hat in the ring. I salute anyone who thinks they can unseat the Old Girls Club that runs Port Hope –some of whom were actually elected. But the gentle breezes of poetry are no match for the wicked blasts of hot air that practically peel the paint off the walls every Tuesday night down at Port Hope Town Hall. No match at all.
As for that Manifest 2010, Mr. Spotton, you’d do well to come up with something a little less autocratic-sounding. Get the mandate first –then impose the manifesto.
Just like the autocrats you’re –ahem- “trying” to de-throne.
Note:
For those who are wondering what is going on it is speculated that the column Dan Christie writes for one of the local papers was spiked for being locally offensive and not up to the usual standards of this paper - a SunMedia publication. Hey anybody that publishes Sue Ann Levy can't be all that bad, can it?
Anyway the BurdReport has obtained a copy of the column and it sits above these comments. Mr Christie has given permission, by proxy, to publish:
"How odd. I happened to run into Dan Christie last night. He was holding court at Zest. His spiked column was being passed around the outside patio. I asked if it would be alright if it got posted on The Burd Report. He finished urinating in the corner (well, I think he was urinating anyway...)zipped up his fly, and punched me in the nose. One of his entourage, an elf, said that was his way of saying 'yes'. So I sent the parchment copy of the column (by way of wheelchair courier) to Ben with permission to post it on this site.
Gotta run. My nose is still bleeding...."
The word “manifesto’ is usually preceded by ‘Communist’ –as in The Communist Manifesto, the 1848 blueprint laid out by Karl Marx and Freidrich Engels that dealt with class struggle and the evils of capitalism. Which is not to say only godless commies set out manifestos either. It’s a pretty safe bet that if those protesting the upcoming G8 and G20 conferences in Toronto have a manifesto then so to do the leaders of the G8 and G20.
Both groups have manifestos, it’s just that the wording is slightly different.
Last week Port Hope resident William Spotton, 42, announced his candidacy for mayor –his second attempt at Starting At The Top. His first try in 2003, against Rick Austin, came within 200 votes of success.
Mr. Spotton has a Manifesto 2010 for Port Hope which he says is “about how we can do politics” –the precise meaning of which, I’m afraid to say, totally escapes me. But then, Mr. Spotton is a poet –a poet with an extensive body of work laid bare for all to see at his Baharnai Hayyim (don’t ask…) blogspot website.
Whether or not Mr. Spotton’s poetry was as difficult to write as it is to read is entirely subjective. Personally I prefer the straightforward rhyme and rythym of Robert Service as opposed to the ethereal heartbreak of “The wallet left on a new kitchen counter/Graced by gentle blond highlights” favoured by Mr. Spotton.
Yep, give me The Cremation of Sam McGee any day.
Mr. Spotton’s resume is, shall we say, a tad light. His LinkedIn profile says he’s currently an Assistant at the office of Liberal MPP Joe Dickson in Ajax. At the same time his Blogger profile lists his Occupation as ‘Trying’. ‘Trying’ what? To write poetry? To be Mayor of Port Hope? To find Wendy and the rest of the Lost Boys?
Not only does Mr. Spotton not seem to have what might be called a real job, something that naturally leads voters to think maybe the real reason he wants to be mayor is because it’s a steady paycheck, but he hasn’t served on any Committees of Council either. And, while I stand to be corrected, of the many Port Hope council meetings I’ve suffered through, I can’t recall ever seeing Mr. Spotton share my misery. If you want to be mayor, shouldn’t you start by going to the occasional meeting? Maybe even ask a few questions of the people purporting to serve the Town and its citizens?
Don’t get me wrong; I wish Mr. Spotton well in his journey. I admire anyone brave enough to throw their hat in the ring. I salute anyone who thinks they can unseat the Old Girls Club that runs Port Hope –some of whom were actually elected. But the gentle breezes of poetry are no match for the wicked blasts of hot air that practically peel the paint off the walls every Tuesday night down at Port Hope Town Hall. No match at all.
As for that Manifest 2010, Mr. Spotton, you’d do well to come up with something a little less autocratic-sounding. Get the mandate first –then impose the manifesto.
Just like the autocrats you’re –ahem- “trying” to de-throne.
Note:
For those who are wondering what is going on it is speculated that the column Dan Christie writes for one of the local papers was spiked for being locally offensive and not up to the usual standards of this paper - a SunMedia publication. Hey anybody that publishes Sue Ann Levy can't be all that bad, can it?
Anyway the BurdReport has obtained a copy of the column and it sits above these comments. Mr Christie has given permission, by proxy, to publish:
"How odd. I happened to run into Dan Christie last night. He was holding court at Zest. His spiked column was being passed around the outside patio. I asked if it would be alright if it got posted on The Burd Report. He finished urinating in the corner (well, I think he was urinating anyway...)zipped up his fly, and punched me in the nose. One of his entourage, an elf, said that was his way of saying 'yes'. So I sent the parchment copy of the column (by way of wheelchair courier) to Ben with permission to post it on this site.
Gotta run. My nose is still bleeding...."

