Out of the Tory Blue

John Gray writes in the Globe and Mail's Report on Business — not that anyone in Newfoundland reads it anymore, being a heretical publication:

Williams hadn't been born when Newfoundland joined Canada in 1949. But during an interview in his office overlooking St. John's, the Premier announces out of the blue that he would not have been a Confederate if he had been old enough to vote in the 1948 referendums. His ballot would have been for an independent Newfoundland, a country not tied to a government in distant Ottawa.

Surprise, surprise.

Danny wouldn't have been a Confederate, then... just as he isn't one, now.

And "out of the blue"?

No, John Gray — not out of the blue at all. Not from Mr How-Irish-We-Are. Not from Mr How-Icelandic-We-Are. Not from Mr How-Norwegian-We-Are.

Not from the guy who, from the Flag Flap to the incessant fed-bashing to the plagiarizing of André Laurendeau and Jean Lesage and René Lévesque to the interminable research trips to I*eland to the vague warnings of "dire consequences" to the repetition like the mantra of some deranged cult of the phrase "go it alone"; no, John Gray, from a Premier who has spent the past four years using every opportunity that his office and the trappings of state offer him to try and stir up separatist sentiment, no, John Gray, that was not out of the blue.

You bin played.