As usual, Bob Fulford speaks for the sensible silent majority:
In recent weeks, Justin Trudeau has upgraded his status from minor annoyance to major national pest. He's become a public brooder, one of those people who share their ego problems with TV viewers and newspaper readers. He's like a movie star agonizing over career problems. This process carries the risk of exposing powerful but rarely justified feelings of self-importance.
Even so, those who indulge in it normally remain unaware of how they seem to others, particularly to the less fortunate.
Trudeau has lately exhibited his feelings on CTV and Radio-Canada and in newspaper interviews, most notably with Joseph Brean of the National Post. It's clear he's trying to write his own life as a drama. Having done nothing particularly exceptional, he nevertheless believes his personal story acquires meaning to others simply because of his gifts -- charm, money, beauty, a silver tongue and a name wrapped in legend.
Some part of him apparently yearns to be a victim, the most fashionable pose these days. We might imagine that would be hard to sustain for someone who arrived in the world so richly endowed. But he manages it by the clever trick of redefining his advantages as burdens. His gifts, he obviously likes saying, force upon him a special sense of responsibility.
Read the whole thing.
UPDATE: Unrelated, though also noteworthy in today's Post: George Jonas reports on John O'Sullivan's excellent and important new book on Reagan, Thatcher and Pope John Paul II.
