If Canada’s Prime Minister were to show up to his next international event in a pussy hat, I honestly wouldn’t be surprised. Is it just me or is feminism is the only legacy Justin Trudeau is working towards?
By now you probably already know that Trudeau and President Donald J. Trump had lunch together. Japan’s Prime Minister spent three days with Trump, landing him a diplomatic hole in one, but Canada did lunch.
Even still, conditions were perfect for Canada’s PM.
Trump appeared to be totally disengaged, dutifully reading from his notes without interest to Trudeau’s preachy tone, while it might have had something to do with the fact he insisted on breaking out into French every five seconds.
And, as a backdrop, Trudeau had Canadian trade on his side. Three states that were cause for Trump’s election — Michigan, Wisconsin, and Pennsylvania — are all unusually exposed to trade with Canada. (Hundreds of thousands of jobs and roughly one third of all their exports relying on healthy Canadian trade).
Frankly, with only three hours stateside, I wasn’t expecting Trudeau to show up with a shopping list of what he’d like done. Just show up, don’t screw up and, if possible, ask the President not to inflict existential damage to Canada’s trading economy.
But no, our Prime Minister had other plans.
Justin Trudeau couldn’t let a the photo-op go to waste without exploiting it for some net virtue-signalling good. And so, Justin Trudeau flew all the way to Washington and had three precious hours with the new President, against the backdrop of a world barely being kept from falling into a state of disarray, and Canada’s Prime Minister decides to talk about... women in the workplace.
It’s so cringeworthy. It’s so lame and out of touch. It’s so obviously nothing more than a public ego massage for a Prime Minister so obsessed with virtue-signalling that he can’t see there’s real work to be done.
But it’s not the first time he’s done this.
Every time Trudeau lands on foreign soil, he can’t help himself from talking about how much of a damn feminist he is. He does it at the UN. And he does it at Davos. He even does it with American journalists.
And you know what the sad part is? It’s all one big fat lie.
Justin Trudeau isn’t a feminist, he’s a fake feminist. The one thing he’s known for, his legacy, is all smoke and mirrors.
Leaving aside that time Trudeau forcibly elbowed a woman in the chest, Trudeau’s infamous “because it is the current year” gender-parity cabinet — that was a lie. Five of the 15 female cabinet minister were originally appointed as junior ministers: they were paid less, they had fewer responsibilities, and they had lower office budgets. Not a single man was appointed as a junior minister. So much for gender parity, eh?
That’s because Justin Trudeau is a fake feminist; how else can you explain his attendance at gender segregated mosques? Sorry, JT. Real feminists aren’t cool with gender apartheid, just like real civil rights activists didn’t stand for racially segregated busses. You have to pick: Are you about equality or aren’t you?
Real feminists also don’t make a $15 billion sale of military hardware to a decidedly unegalitarian country like Saudi Arabia, a country in which women aren’t allowed to travel, drive, or receive an education without a man’s permission. Real feminists aren’t indifferent to the mass slaughter of unborn girls, who are aborted just because they are girls.
So, to be clear:
You decidedly paid your female employees less than your male employees. You attend events in which women are segregated to the back of the room. You do billions in business with a regime that legally views women as inferior to women and you love women’s rights so much that you support their choice to gender selective abortions
Some feminist you are, Mr Prime Minister. Some legacy.