A Senator’s Diary, Apr. 22, 2015
The Ol’ Duff has thrived in the public eye pretty much his whole life. But even he has to admit the recent level of attention is starting to wear a little thin.
It’s hard enough to listen to all the negative aspersions tossed my way day after day in the courtroom, but then to have it all picked over and twisted and re-hashed and exaggerated in the goddamn media is getting to be a bit much.
Got a bit of a pick-me-up this morning though, an email from my cousin Snuffy, who lives somewhere in the vicinity of my primary residence. Snuffy’s always been kind of the intellectual in the family.
He teaches English literature and shop class at the high school. I’m sure I’d recognize him if I saw him.
Anyway, here’s a little something he sent me with a note saying, “Just in case you have to cop an Island pity plea and you can’t afford L. Ian MacDonald anymore….”
It’s called “Doesn’t an Islander Have Feelings, Too?”
OK, well, maybe we’ll drop that last line, but overall the Ol’ Duff would have to say that’s pretty darn good writing.
So, thanks, Snuff. I’ll get Gerry to send you a cheque from the cement company when things blow over