Never let it be said Toronto major Rob Ford lacks hutzpah – the man just doesn’t care what anyone thinks. His preposterous journey from conflict of interest allegations to crack smoking major of Canada’s largest city, catapulted Ford into the realm of celebrity bad boy – by all appearances the designation pleases him.
To be completely honest – with nothing other than a sneaking suspicion to back it up – I believe deep down, at some level many Canadians feel the same way. I’ll be so bold as to come right out and say – there’s something satisfying about a bat shit countryman making David Letterman’s top 10 list, CNN’s top 10 list of scandals, incredulous guffaws by Jon Stewart, and comedic fodder across America.
Effectively stripped of power by a city council fed up with drunken outbursts, unannounced late night attempts to visit jailed “associates”, unexplained trips to known drug houses, and of course the crack debacle – this major in name only isn’t about to eat humble pie. Oh hell no – the Rob Ford circus is headed for the Oscars.
Jimmy Kimmel; in what can only be described as a stroke of ratings genius, landed Ford as a guest – immediately following the Oscars Canada’s train wreck will settle into Kimmel’s couch – it doesn’t matter I have to work at 5:30 AM the next day – you couldn’t tear me away if you tried.
Rob Ford raised eyebrows in Canada long before international media caught wind. Unapologetic, in your face, reckless, arrogant, oblivious – a source of astonishment bordering on entertainment. It isn’t often someone comes along with the audacity to stay the course. Unencumbered by remorse or propriety, to forge ahead simply because they can’t help themselves. Holy crap; it’s too good – I can’t help watching, and make no apologies for doing so.
The Oscar for Canadian buffoon goes to Rob Ford.