The Story Liberals Don't Want Told.

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The Story Liberals Don't Want Told.

Jan 16, 2026

After a decade of mocking common sense, Liberals suddenly claim to "discover it" and expect applause for the revelation.🤦🏼‍♀️

Gather round, people. Pull up a chair. Let me tell you a little Canadian bedtime story.

Once upon a time, not so long ago, Canada was governed by emotions with cabinet portfolios and group hugs mandated under DEI policies.

For ten full years we were ruled by a philosophy that treated common sense like a contagious disease and symbolism like a national economic strategy.

Conservatives spent that decade pointing out, again and again, that running a G7 country on feelings instead of facts is about as smart as trying to plow a field with a canoe.

We said budgets don’t balance themselves.

We said energy policy should involve actual energy.

We said debt matters.

We said lecturing farmers about climate change while flying around the world like a carbon-powered lawn dart might be a touch hypocritical.

For this we were mocked.

If you questioned Justin Trudeau, you were a racist.

If you worried about deficits, you were heartless.

If you mentioned pipelines, you were a climate criminal.

If you asked why biological men were suddenly dominating women’s sports, you were handed a pamphlet and a lecture.

Every policy came wrapped in virtue signalling thick enough to require a blow torch.

And Conservatives were ridiculed for suggesting government should be run with a little less interpretive drama and a little more arithmetic.

Fast forward to the here and now.

Enter Mark Carney. The “New Government.” The bold new era.

And suddenly?

The emotional lens has been quietly stuffed in a drawer like an embarrassing pair of platform shoes from the 1970s.

Carney drops the DEI sermonizing.

He suddenly talks about productivity.

He flirts with the language of economic reality while keeping one eye firmly glued to the climate rulebook.

He discovers trade deals should involve actual trade instead of warm hugs and progressive poetry.

It’s almost as if he wandered into a Liberal back room one day, flipped on the lights and whispered, “Okay everyone, the adults are home.”

So Conservatives do the obvious thing.

We point out the hypocrisy.

For ten years you called us monsters for wanting exactly this.

For ten years you told us governing with common sense was practically fascism.

For ten years you treated basic economic reality like a right-wing conspiracy theory.

And now that Mark Carney is suddenly appearing to do many of the things we argued for, we get told:

“So get over it. Quit whining." "Your speculation and innuendo are insufferable." "Carney is doing the job of a great leader, so shut up.” and yes, even a few "Who cares?'

Right. Because apparently noticing contradictions is now considered a hate crime.

Here’s the question nobody on the Liberal side seems eager to answer: have they even noticed the abrupt costume change? One day leadership meant virtue signalling like it was a shared national identity. The next day it means quietly dusting off chunks of the Conservative platform, slapping a red logo on it, and presenting it as bold new thinking. The whole act resembles a magician lifting your wallet and then asking for a standing ovation when he heroically “finds” it again.

Such is the circle of Liberal life.

We spent a decade being ridiculed for saying government should be practical instead of emotional. Now we’re being ridiculed for noticing that Liberals have quietly stolen our homework and put their own name on it.

Imagine someone mocking you for several years for using a snowblower, insisting only shovels are morally superior, then one day showing up with your exact snowblower, painted red, proudly claiming they invented winter.

Which brings us to China.

For years Conservatives warned that getting cozy with Beijing was a terrible idea. We were called paranoid conspiracy theorists who needed to relax and enjoy the dumplings.

Then reality arrived like a frozen turkey through a plate-glass window.

We got the arrest of Huawei executive Meng Wanzhou.

We got the retaliatory imprisonment of the Two Michaels.

We got allegations of Chinese police stations operating on Canadian soil.

We got CSIS warnings about election interference.

We got televised briefings from Canada’s top intelligence officials calmly explaining that foreign governments are actively messing with our democracy.

And STILL we have no foreign agent registry!

Apparently that particular national security tool is trapped in the same bureaucratic black hole as affordable housing, bountiful food pantries and balanced budgets.

Conservatives pointed to all of this and said, “Maybe we should rethink our relationship with Beijing.”

For that we were mocked as hysterical.

Meanwhile, independent journalist Andy Lee on X kept digging where others wouldn’t. She connected dots, chased documents, and was the one who recently broke the story that the two Chinese scientists escorted out of Canada’s National Microbiology Lab are now reportedly living in China under assumed names, a plot twist so absurd it sounds like a rejected spy novel!

She waved receipts around like a maître d’ at a busy restaurant, and still Ottawa acted as though nothing unusual was happening.

Fast forward again.

Carney jets off to China with great fanfare and will return home with “agreements” that feel less like ironclad deals and more like the sort of handshake you get from a used-car salesman named Fat Tony.

And when Conservatives point out that cozying up to a regime flagged by CSIS as a top national security threat might not be brilliant timing, we are told to calm down and stop being negative.

And when we point out Carney’s own dire warnings that the biggest existential security threat to ever darken our borders is China, something requiring only his master negotiating skills to thwart the Chinese while cementing good ties with the U.S less than a year ago, and contrast it to his warm words of praise and total opposite tact with China, we are told we are too stupid to understand foreign affairs and trade.

Apparently memory loss is now a requirement for citizenship.

And the comedy doesn’t stop there.

Carney and his inner circle keep calling themselves the “New Government.”

New! Fresh! Bold!

Except for Mélanie Joly, who spent years lecturing Canadians like a substitute teacher with a caffeine problem.

And Marc Miller, who never met a border policy he couldn’t botch.

And Anita Anand, who presided over procurement like it was a yard sale with no price tags or receipts.

And Steven MacKinnon, who discovered the mute button only after a decade of shouting at anyone who disagreed.

And Steven Guilbeault, who went from climbing buildings to climbing onto every available moral high horse.

Then you’ve got the supporting cast.

Sean Fraser, architect of Canada’s population-growth experiment, who treated immigration targets like an all-you-can-eat Vegas buffet.

François-Philippe Champagne, the puffy-chested stompy Peacock declaring in full Napoleonic splendour, “We will not take any lessons from Conservatives,” usually right before announcing another taxpayer-funded photo-op for generational investment.

Yves Duclos, the lacklustre Liberal who spent years presiding over Treasury Board decisions with the enthusiasm of a man reading the phone book at gunpoint.

Mark Gerretsen, professional Twitter hall monitor and part-time Liberal attack dog who won't allow the public to engage with his social media.

Ryan Turnbull, forever explaining to Canadians that their lived experiences are incorrect.

Adam Van Koeverden, who paddled straight from the Olympics into the deep end of Liberal sanctimony without a life jacket.

Bill Blair, whose fingerprints are all over enough public-safety fiascos to require their own filing cabinet.

Same people.

Same attitudes.

Same social-media swagger.

Same crowd that spent a decade mocking, scolding and sneering at ordinary Canadians for daring to question them.

Calling this a “New Government” amounts to repainting a rusty grain bin and insisting you’ve built a space station.

Watching Liberals defend it all reminds me of that scene in The Replacements.

The coach tells his linebacker, “Hit anything that moves, especially if it’s wearing a red shirt.”

The linebacker starts nodding. Slow at first. Then faster. Eyes bulging. Neck twitching. Head bobbing like a dashboard bobblehead on a Saskatchewan grid road in April. He works himself into a twitchy frenzy like a Chihuahua vibrating with uncontained egotistical rage because the neighbourhood squirrel mocks him outside the window everyday.

That is today’s Liberal reaction squad.

Only the order now is: “Attack anyone who notices hypocrisy!”

And they’re all wearing red jerseys.

For ten years Conservatives were mocked for demanding common sense.

Now common sense is suddenly fashionable again, and we are mocked for pointing out who spent a decade trying to outlaw it.

We’re told to forget the lectures.

Forget the cancelled bank accounts.

Forget the sanctimony and the smug press conferences.

Forget the last decade.

Well, no.

We won’t forget.

Because this isn’t a minor contradiction. It’s a decade-long gaslighting campaign with a new haircut.

So when Liberals sneer “quit whining,” what they really mean is:

Please stop reminding us that we governed like a high-school drama club for ten years and suddenly want credit for discovering the calculator.

Sorry.

Not happening.

Canadians remember who told us two plus two equaled systemic oppression.

And we’re allowed to laugh when those same people suddenly announce they’ve bravely discovered the number four.

That isn’t whining.

That’s called paying attention.

And the show in Ottawa?

It’s getting more absurd by the day.

So you'll pardon me if I refuse to take any lessons from Liberals.

I refuse to buy into the shared Liberal psychosis that claims women have penises and prostates, that truth equals hate speech, that common sense equals violence, or that Mark Carney is Canada’s long-awaited saviour. His track record so far is already cluttered with the abandoned virtue signals of Justin Trudeau, the same sanctimonious rules his “New” team spent ten years insisting were the only acceptable way to think, speak, and live in this country.

So, to all you Liberals wondering why we’re so annoyed, try this on for size. How would you feel watching a decade of performative insanity unfold exactly as you predicted, only to be mocked, lectured, cancelled, and scolded for saying it out loud foolishly believing in free expression? How would you feel being called every name in the book for warning the house was on fire, then being told to stop whining when the smoke alarm finally melts off the ceiling?

We’re not angry because Carney changed direction. We’re angry because you spent ten years insisting that direction was immoral, dangerous, and beneath contempt. Now you’ve quietly adopted it and expect a standing ovation.

Sorry. No applause. No amnesia. No free pass.

You called it progress. We called it nonsense.

Turns out we were right.

And that, dear Liberals, is why we’re pissed.