Tactics

This corner, almost certainly unfairly, recently ridiculed the Premier's strategic motivations behind the Gros Morne power line play:

Give me Nine Hundred Million DOLLARS! or the bunny-rabbit gets it

In fact, in light of late-breaking developments, the subtlety, the sheer depth of the Our Dear Premier's legendary negotiation prowess, is again revealed. Fully consistent with His status as Great Lawyer, Successful Businessman, Glorious Leader, Lord of the Swill Bucket, to say nothing of Rhodes Scholar, Our Dear Position on the Gros Morne Thing can now be restated thus:

Give me Nine Hundred Million DOLLARS! or the bunny-rabbit gets it!

Nah, b'ye, I was only kidding about the bunny.

I wasn't kidding about the Nine Hundred Million DOLLARS! though.

Seriously. Give me Nine Hundred Million as a reward for not stomping on the bunny.