OTTAWA - For a fleeting moment on Saturday, a blast from the past
brought the Liberals' weekend love-in to a crashing halt.
Taking the microphone at a Q&A session with Cabinet, Trudeau-era
minister Warren Allmand demanded to know why the government was
"obstructing" the inquiry it called into the Maher Arar affair. The
response from Fisheries Minister Geoff Regan (who, owing to a potential
conflict of interest for Justice Minister Irwin Cotler, is overseeing
the file) was predictably vague, a non-answer to a question he clearly
hadn't been anticipating. But at least the exchange proved there was one
Liberal who wasn't reading from the same playbook at this weekend's
national convention.
He must have been lonely. To kick off the "accountability" session, a
young man stepped up, proclaimed himself a Young Liberal, pumped his
arms in triumph and declared that the recent federal budget had
demonstrated the Liberals were all about "promises made, promises kept"
(the Liberal slogan du jour) before getting to his softball question.
The tone officially set, the session - like almost everything else this weekend - became little more than an exercise in self-satisfaction.
Most of the keeners who flocked here came knowing their job was to help Paul Martin deliver the message that everything is going swimmingly. So they chanted on cue during his Friday night speech, gave him a rousing welcome every time he entered a room and said all the right things - when the tape recorders were on - about the direction he's taking the country.
None of this was unexpected. But what's downright shocking about all
this backslapping about kept promises and a new era in governance is
that Mr. Martin and his inner circle seem to believe it.
From the outside, Mr. Martin's tenure as Liberal leader has been a
disappointment. Top among his goals before he took office were a better
relationship with the provinces, a restoration of Canada's international
role, and an elimination of the "democratic deficit"; today, the
provinces are pulling in 10 different directions, foreign relations are
a mess, and his own ministers are complaining that the government is
more top-down than ever. Throw in a horribly executed election campaign,
an indecisive management style that Liberals will only acknowledge with
grim references to "the d-word," and ... well, you get the picture.
Except, if you're in or around the Prime Minister's office, you don't.
With an almost messianic view of their boss, Mr. Martin's top advisors
hear nothing of the criticism. And as a result, neither does he.
Recalling the potential he showed back in his days as finance minister, the chattering classes are still waiting for him to kick it into overdrive. But the thing is, he doesn't have another gear - or at east, he's not going to find one unless he starts listening to someone lse, which isn't going to happen. So for as long as Mr. Martin is the prime minister, this is the prime minister we're going to have.
From a purely political standpoint, the Martinites actually have some
reason to feel comfortable. One and all this weekend, Liberals agreed
they saw no threat in Stephen Harper - which, given his performance
since last year's campaign, is hard to dispute. While the absurdly
backloaded federal budget was virtually meaningless as public policy,
they're probably right that it'll work as a campaign document against
the rudderless opposition if a vote is called this year. And the
decision to not participate in ballistic missile defence will no doubt
serve them well in urban ridings and Quebec.
But the fact that success for Mr. Martin is now measured in his ability to get re-elected against such amateur-hour opposition is a sign of just how dissatisfied he and his supporters should be.
His predecessor had electoral politics down pat, but the Martinites
shoved him aside because they thought they thought they could do better.
Now, they're living from campaign to campaign - and they've somehow
convinced themselves that this is what they were fighting for.