A PM gets his highly irregular prorogue. Three Coalition leaders hit a noon rally on Parliament Hill and vow to remain coalesced. And to keep swinging. The second-guessing and chivvying begins. So, everybody, get your coveralls and umbrellas ready. I hear Mr. Harper's well-oiled, well-financed platoon of motorized manure spreaders idling just offstage. And Mr Layton's motormouth just beginning to warm up. The upshot? Dunno. The only certainties are that it's gonna be a long six weeks until parliament is recalled. And that it's going to get ugly...er.
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