TORONTO, Ont. April 26, 2016/ Troy Media/ – The media advisory slipped silently into email inboxes last week on the same day the news was happening.
Prime Minister Justin Trudeau would be in New York from Wednesday to Friday to sign the Paris Agreement on climate change. While there, he would be speaking to some NYU students, and answering their questions.
Oh, and this: “The Prime Minister will train at Gleason’s Gym.”
“Media should arrive no later than 1:00 p.m. for accreditation,” it said. “Photo opportunity only.”
Gleason’s Gym was located in the lower Bronx (it’s now in Brooklyn), and it’s been around for nearly 80 years. Jake (The Bronx Bull) LaMotta, Mike Belloise, Phil Terranova and Jimmy Carter trained there. So did Carlos Ortiz, Roberto Duran, Larry Holmes, Mike Tyson, and a guy named Cassius Clay, who would become Muhammad Ali, readying himself to take on Sonny Liston. Movie stars go there, too, getting in shape to play boxers in the movies: Robert DeNiro, Wesley Snipes, Hilary Swank.
It’s a famous place, and big names train there.
Justin Trudeau now, too. They’ll put his framed picture up on the walls along with the other notables after he heads back home, no doubt.
If you’re a boxer, and if you’re in New York, you’d want to train at Gleason’s Gym. It’s the St. Peter’s Basilica of the fighter’s game. Hopes and dreams and fears, played out on 20 square feet of canvas. A chess game, using fists.
It’s a perfect metaphor for everything else, especially politics.
Justin Trudeau is keenly aware of that. That’s why he called around for days, casting about for someone to fight with him in March 2012. The match was supposed to be a fundraiser for a cause that – I wager – very few folks can remember. But they remember that fight.
That fight transformed Justin Trudeau from a relatively inoffensive backbencher, representing the third party in a remote perch in the House of Commons – and it made him into a prime minister.
The night of the fight, I was at the now-departed Sun News. I couldn’t watch it, because Trudeau was still a friend, then, and I was scared shitless he was going to get beaten up, and his political career would be over. I could see it on the faces of the Sun News stars like Ezra Levant, who were on hand to broadcast every minute of that fight. They wanted to see Trudeau, whom they hated, humiliated.
But he won. And, for the first time, I saw alarm – and something approaching fear – on the faces of the Sun News folks. They knew that Canadian politics changed, that night, and not in a way that favoured their side.
So, yes. Gleason’s Gym is where winners go to box. Got it.
But here was the highest office in the land, issuing an official-looking media statement beneath the Great Seal of Canada no less, that, “The Prime Minister will train at Gleason’s Gym.”
Some of us, sitting in the cheap seats outside the ring, have written about Justin Trudeau’s sheer mastery of image. In my view, there is no politician alive who is as adept at visuals. Words equal information, but pictures equal power, and Justin Trudeau – grinning out at us on the cover of GQ, this week – knows that better than anyone.
But are you starting to feel, like me, that this stuff is getting pushed a bit too far? That there is a danger, here, that he is dancing too close to the klieg lights, and is about to fall into the orchestra pit?
I was unsure, so I asked my barber, Bruno.
Bruno has been cutting hair in and around Union Station for a half-century or so, you see. He’s as Liberal as it gets. He bleeds Liberal red. “So, your friend,” he said, but I didn’t correct him. “Your friend did well in the election.”
“Yes, he did,” I said.
“But the pictures, the . . . what do you call them?”
“Yes, the selfies,” he said. “They make him look too young. Not serious.”
The Gleason’s Gym press release hadn’t gone out, yet. But if it had, I might have quoted to Bruno – who has barbered the heads of many a hockey and basketball player, and not a few boxers, too – the following, from the Italian-American writer, Brian D’Amrosio. He wrote:
“Boxing begins in illusion and ends in real blood and tears. That’s what makes it so beautiful.”
Justin Trudeau, Master of Illusion, take note.
Troy Media columnist Warren Kinsella is a Canadian journalist, political adviser and commentator. Warren is also included in Troy Media’s Unlimited Access subscription plan.
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