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Have a Brew, Mr. Prime Minister
The Right Honourable Stephen Harper
Office of the Prime Minister
80 Wellington Street
Ottawa K1A 0A2
Dear Mr. Harper:
Big Rock Brewery has recently re-released a great beer, XO Lager, that gives a wonderful impression of a true Czech pilsener. This is the best bottled beer I can think of in Canada, and I heartily encourage you to try a six pack the next time you’re home in Calgary.
Next to spending time with my girls—Eloise and Arundel—beer is one of my favourite things, as is tweaking the nose of those in positions of reputed power, as you may have discovered from my previous nine letters. In this way, I dispense with my illusory obligation to cast a vote by making my point of view known directly and publicly, and I get a few chuckles in the bargain.
This is my point, Mr. Harper. I don’t let the news of the day get me down. I draw buildings during the day, play with my daughter, drive beautiful if aging cars, drink beer and write letters to the Prime Minister.
This final letter is to encourage you to do the same: whatever floats your boat. If being Prime Minister is what makes you happy, then go to it! Be PM! For a change, it would actually be nice to see a (naturalized) westerner hold the job for longer than a cup of tea. I wish you all the best.
Just please don’t harm anyone while you’re at it, or impinge on their natural rights, as already discussed.
That’s all from me for now. I think I’ve covered enough of the basics in these letters that you could reasonably construe that I’m going to take the pro-liberty side of any given issue. When you ask yourself “What would Evan do,” you now know the answer will always be that I would argue for greater liberty for everyone, and I would afterward toast the prospect with a pint of pilsener.
One more thing, Mr. Harper. You are the public face of a modern G8 nation. You make a reported salary in the $280,000 range. You can, and should, afford a better tailor than the one you’re employing now.
Cheers, Mr. Harper.
Evan Spence
October 30, 2007
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