Loyal CPoC stenographer and reliable water-carrier Stephen Taylor crows about all that neat-o, free publicity from the latest Conservative party clusterfuck:
The Death of Oily - the tragic premature demise of an almost Canadian icon
... Any successful campaign gets a lot of attention and it’s without dispute that this one did.
Yes, it did, Stephen, in two delicious ways. First, it really pissed people off, thinking that, as they were filling up their cars with $1.30+/litre gasoline, they would have to listen to the very people responsible for that bombard them with pig-ignorant, childish, political propaganda, and all those drivers really weren't in the mood for any more of your dingbat idiocy.
But, even better, Stephen, it really solidified the reputation of the Stephen Harper Party of Canada as the gang that couldn't shoot straight, think straight, or even fuck straight. One can't help but think of poor Maxime Bernier: "C-17s? No problem, we're all over that, it's in the bag, no sooner said than done. Whoops ..." To be followed in short order by, "Oh, man, you're going to love this, we're going to be hammering home our message on gas pump video displays, can you believe it, this is so going to kick ass, are we freakin' geniuses or what? Whoops ..."
Yes, Stephen, you did get a shitload of attention, all right. And it couldn't happen to a more deserving group of despicable douchebags, could it?