His much ballyhooed “Youthquake” registered about a 0.3.
His self-admitted “Stock-aholism” turned out to be a fairly serious disability.
His ill-fated $150,000 quest for a Commons seat got nixed by Stephen Harper.
His magazine proved unpopular with a crowd who prefers their opinions screamed at them on AM radio.
Heck, even Muhammad couldn’t save him.
So here’s the news we were all waiting for . . . he’s turning his Midas touch on the blogosphere.
Hate to break it to him, but if this doesn't work out, stuffing photocopied manifestos under windshield wipers is what's next.