I don’t normally talk about my personal life on the internet. The trolls and the haters don’t need the material, but the Prime Minister has left me no choice because he attacked my family and the people I love.
He made it personal this time.
"What does a gender lens have to do with building this new highway or this new pipeline? Well, there are impacts when you bring construction workers into a rural area — there are social impacts because they are mostly male construction workers. How are you adjusting or adapting to those [impacts]?"
Despite what this Prime Minister has to say about him and the other men he works with to fuel the Canadian economy, my husband is a good and decent man. The best man if you ask me, our children and probably my mom.
But he's also humble, quiet, private and too busy working. The last thing he would do is stick up for himself. He's not that way.
Trudeau's insinuations are lies lesser men tell about better men. It's projection of his own inadequacies. It's not enough that Trudeau wants to phase out my husband's livelihood, but he then slanders him and men like him to the international press.
Trudeau lives a white glove life. He clearly cannot fathom the lives of men in work gloves. I doubt he could provide for his own family on his wits and hard work alone. How well does part time snowboard instructing pay, anyway?
Trudeau should thank God every single day for his Laurentian connections, liberal nepotism and trust funds, but I suspect gratitude is not something he's good at.
But he's not entirely alien to my husband. They do share one common trait.
They've both been known to grope a journalist now and then.