Media Predictions: Word-padding hustlers of hyperbole and misery
It is 11 days before the election and hours before the final official mayoral forum. We have witnessed once unimaginable savagings of ego. Unendowed with wealth or pity, story hungry pundits have blackened the sun, casting off Leibovici, condemning her to wilt in a shallow pool of her own irrelevance. It’s between Iveson and Diotte, they say. The once favourite, Karen Leibovici, is a sneering monolith in a far off blank ocean of sand. How do such statements sway the atrophied masses? We are governed by a childlike faith in the media, their words are gospel, and we shall listen. Kerry Diotte is a divisive figure in the election, perhaps so much so that he will inspire in some opponents a selfless vengeance. The freedom to vote will be reduced to a sallow gumbo of spite and compromise. They will cast votes against rather than for. In knock kneed terror of a city under Diotte, Leibovici’s supporters will hobble to the voting booth and rather than choose their preferred candidate, will compromise and vote for Don Iveson, anything to keep Kerry out of the kitchen. The word-padding hustlers of hyperbole and misery only intent on filling pages to cash another cheque cannot hear the change they wreak through the overwhelming clatter of their typewriters. But what if all this is false conjecture? What if readers pay no heed to the their commentary, and vote, unswayed, of their own accord? Then they who fill the pages of our newspapers are lonely people,writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear. No one comes near.