While reports produced in The Star and elsewhere do seem to indicate that the events were somewhat shady, I did some digging and it turns out that the circumstances and procedures actually weren't outside the purview of the TTC's mandate. Take, for example, this recent job posting for new drivers I found on the TTC's website:
I'm not sure what glue-sniffing advertising executive thought it might be a good angle to start advertising toilet paper based on the idea that it sticks to your shitty asshole less than the competition, but that person needs to be fucking fired.
This idea--one that I'll admit I'd never bothered to think about before--has, of course, spawned the ridiculous and disgusting (you'll notice I didn't say "cute") Charmin Bears, a family of cartoon characters who take gleeful pleasure in pointing out that, whereas they used to have toilet paper clinging to their dirty buttholes, they're now sparkling clean. Sparkling!
Sometimes it's difficult, confronted with a wall of text or even a bulleted list of all his shortcomings, to visualize just how shitty Rob Ford, that guy the suburbs elected to be mayor of Toronto, has been since he took office.
So in order to help you understand why the prospect of having the Toronto Star hating, football loving, Escalade-driving turd removed from office over a conflict of interest is so exciting, here are a few visual aids for your Monday afternoon.
The other day I was thinking about Rob Ford, as I sadly find myself doing often, and I realized that, if he did somehow manages to turn things around for himself, it might make a great movie someday.
Think about it.
A socially and emotionally immature man who works peripherally in a business that his father began manages to get by for years by not doing much while occasionally committing the odd embarrassing gaffe.
Given my recent return to the interwebs, I thought I might resurrect an old time-wasting favourite for the morning after your Thanksgiving long weekend. Also, it helps me justify my aimless web surfing as "research." Here's a collection of juicy links to help you fill the unbearable countdown until you can crack your first beer tonight.
Obviously, I've reacted, as most progressive Torontonians have, to the goings-on at city hall over the last year with emotions that range from stunned head shaking to rage-induced blood vomiting.
However, as frustrating as Rob Ford has been, the possible prospect of him being booted from office as a result of his recent conflict of interest trial has given me cause to reflect on how I really feel about that guy the suburbs elected and what my reaction might be should he actually have to shuffle off into the twilight.
Surprisingly, looking back on Rob Ford's time in office, I can't help but realize that more than angry, frustrated, or irritated, I'm actually...thankful.
Having recently been busted ducking out of a city council meeting early to go coach football, the man the suburbs surrounding Toronto elected to be mayor has been facing increasing criticism about the amount of time he actually spends acting as the city's mayor.
So, with allegations that he is an increasingly rare sight at city hall paired with first hand accounts that his Escalade SUV is often parked in his driveway in Etobicoke until 10am, I decided to see what exactly it is that Mayor Rob Ford has been up to.