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Warren Kinsella on vulgarian Kevin O'LearyDear Kevin O’Leary:

At least Michael Ignatieff moved back here.

You know what I mean, Mr. Disembark Tank. You’re just leaving. As expected. Likely as planned.

I was going to wish you the best in packing for the return to Boston – but you never really unpacked, did you? Ignatieff may have been “just visiting” but you, Kev, were “just not here.”

During your (really) short jog through the colonies, you proved one thing, however. You showed us that running a leadership campaign out of a mansion in Boston is possible – in the Conservative Party of Canada. Not sure we Liberals or the New Democrats would ever go for it, however. Pretty sure we wouldn’t.

And that, as you eyeball Gate 11 – the gate at Ottawa International Airport for most flights to Boston, your true home, God Bless America, etc. – is the problem, isn’t it? The problem wasn’t you, per se. The problem is the once-great Conservative Party of Canada.

The notion that any serious political party would ever seriously consider you as a leader – well, it says it all, doesn’t it? The fact that the Conservative Party would ever rally behind a vulgarian who grabs womenmocks women, dismisses women – well, it’s kind of crazy, Kev.

One who is — as the National Post’s Andrew Coyne called you — “a clown,” who never held political office and didn’t have a single coherent policy. One who didn’t speak French. One who called two black women “colourful cockroaches.” One who called an opponent “an Indian giver with a forked tongue.” One who said “it’s fantastic” that half the world’s population lives in poverty. One who said that unions “should be destroyed with evil,” whatever that means. One who said that anyone in a union should “be thrown in jail.” And on and on.

You get the picture, Kev. You, like Donald Trump, seem to like to say whatever mean, rotten, cruel thing pops into your head. And you seem to equate headlines with support. But notoriety isn’t the same thing as popularity.

That said, the Conservative Party fell for it, didn’t they? Hook, line and blinkered. So desperate are they to recapture relevance, so completely out of touch and out of ideas are they that they enveloped you in their warm, corporate embrace. They welcomed you into their cloistered confines. It was like Stephen Harper had never even happened.

In no time at all, they propelled you to the front of the leadership line. Most of the leadership aspirants were the Dwarves but you were their Snow White. Every Tory wanted to be rescued by you.

But we’ll give you this much, Kev. You were uncharacteristically candid when you withdrew from the race at one of those hastily-called press conferences. You were honest. You had reflected, you said, and you and your advisers concluded you just couldn’t beat Justin Trudeau.

And it’s true: you weren’t going to ever beat Trudeau. He was going to put you through the political Cuisinart.

So you packed up your toothbrush, waved over your shoulder in the direction of Mad Max Bernier and started jogging back to Gate 11.

You won’t be missed.



Warren Kinsella is a Canadian journalist, political adviser and commentator. 

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