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Early one winter while was living in the Yukon I found myself in the wrong place at the right time during a social function.
As I exited a washroom stall I came face to face with a burly man who was in the process of exiting the stall next to me.
This was long before unisex washrooms and I was extremely put out that he had so violated my privacy.
Probably looking much like the Butterbrains stick figure I like to draw, I put my hands on my hips and said frostily, "Well! I hate to tell you, but you are in the wrong washroom!"
He looked at me and replied on his way out the door, "Well I hate to tell YOU, but YOU are in the wrong washroom."
And I was.
Anyway it can happen.
And being in the wrong place at the right time happened to Lise St-Denis, MP for Saint-Maurice-Champlain this week.
And she probably hadn't had as much to drink as I'd had.
Like many Quebecers she fell in love with the dying Jack Layton and agreed to let her name stand as an NDP candidate during the last federal elelction.
But Jack has been gone for a few months and NDP policies were not sitting easily on her conscience.
So she opted for our most honourable dishonourable parliamentary practice, she crossed the floor.
To the Liberals.
My impression about the way this has been handled is that if Bob Rae gets any more laid back he'll be in a coma and the media isn't jumping through hoops about this because they hate to admit the Liberal party isn't as dead as they have been telling us it is.
And personally I think we should all be happy that Lise Saint-Denis didn't lead twenty disgruntled Quebec MPs across the floor to the BLOQ.*
*Quebec Separatist party