Thursday, November 7, 2013

Waiting For The Other Boot to Drop

I'm so glad that Rob Ford has come clean, opened up to the people of Toronto, exposed his demon, and then forgiven himself so that business could continue as usual.



What a relief.

Unfortunately for Mr. Ford, it's not up to him. While he may not care what people think of him, because he feels that he's dealt with making his secret public, he should care about what people think of Toronto's city hall. He should think about what the world thinks about Toronto and the image he wants to instill with regards to the city that is going to be in the spotlight for a long time to come.

It seems that Rob Ford thinks that this issue is all about him. And, for some part, it is. He has an addiction problem and he needs to deal with it.

That's right, Mr. Ford: we all know that this wasn't just one isolated incident of you getting hammered and smoking crack. We all know that you are a crack head, possibly a dealer. Why else would the police department spend so much time, money, and resources following you?

The world is waiting for the other boot to drop. Perhaps, implications in organized crime. Perhaps, implications in murder.

Whatever shit he has admitted and whatever shit that has yet to come to light, as long as Ford remains in office, he is going to be a greasy smear on Toronto's image. His unwillingness to take responsibility, to man up and step aside, he's telling those who are concerned about his problem and his portrayal  of Toronto's image on the world stage that he couldn't care less.

Another Canadian leader has recently said that very thing. Let's see how that attitude plays out.

This issue isn't just about Ford: it's also about the running of the city and how that business will be done when the head of that business has lost all credibility, is seen as a joke.

Rob Ford said that he loves his city. If that's true, he must prove it.

Because if you truly love something, you should set it free.

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