It will be interesting to watch the career of Jack Layton, dapper new leader of the NDP. When has the left had such a snappy dresser as its front-man? When has the word "popinjay" been so aptly applied to an apparatchik of the People's Party?
In his acceptance speech Layton prophesied that Liberals were going to tremble at his victory. Probably not, but (to paraphrase the Duke of Wellington) by God, he frightens me. This is the candiate of Henry Morgentaler, Svend Robinson and the Barenaked Ladies. If Tommy Douglas were alive today he'd be rolling around in his grave.