Dear “Mayor” Rob Ford,
I’m somewhat obliged to write one more blog post about you to follow up on my last post, in which I made a plea for you to get help and start the process of dealing with your various physical, mental and emotional issues. That was almost two weeks ago, and a lot of things have happened in that time, none of which include you stepping down to seek the help you so clearly need.
There was the release of police documents that revealed allegations of suggested oral sex with a staff member, the use of cocaine, and driving while inebriated, amongst other activities, none of which are particularly mayoral.
There was also, of course, your now infamous statement in relation to these allegations. Calling that press conference shocking and offensive would probably qualify as one of the biggest understatements of 2013. Nobody needs to know about what goes on in your bedroom Rob, thanks for ruining a perfectly good packed lunch.
There was this now infamous tackle of city Councillor Pam McConnell. This action was obviously entirely inappropriate, but I can’t help but wondering how much better my Green Bay Packers would have fared against the Detroit Lions in their NFL Thanksgiving Football contest today if they had you applying your talents in the right forum.
And, of course, there was the outcome of those council votes that resulted in you losing many of your powers as Mayor of the great city that I call home. No more powers in emergency situations, no more power over the council’s executive committee, virtually no powers left at all.
What a week. A good time to step back from the spotlight and take some time for personal reflection, no? One might logically think, but this hasn’t been the case. And so the Rob Ford media saturation continued.
There was an interview with the NBC’s today show, in which you specifically stated that you are not in any kind of alcohol and drug treatment program, whilst simultaneously offering a number of further empty apologies and defiant promises to remain in office.
There’s of course been the continued media saturation propagated by the late-night talk show circuit. Celebrities have gotten into the act, including this writer’s personal favourite anchorman, Ron Burgundy himself.
Now we have news that Superior Court Justice Ian Nordheimer has ordered the release of the remaining redacted information from police documents pertaining to the Ford investigation, including wiretap details. Pending appeal to the Supreme Court, this remaining information could be released in the first week of December.
When that happens, I have made a conscious decision not to write about it. Mayor Ford, this post contains my last words to you, or about you, ever again. You might say I’m turning my back to you, following the lead of several Toronto city councilors. It’s not that I’m not still concerned as a human being about you hitting rock bottom. It’s not that I don’t still love my city and worry about how this ongoing saga of ridiculousness is hurting its reputation. It’s not that my legal background doesn’t still want to see the claims against you adjudicated through the appropriate means of legal and political scrutiny.
I just can’t contribute to this Rob Ford media saturation any more. Simply put, you just don’t deserve the attention. Your shenanigans, and the media attention afforded to them, have overshadowed important issues at home and abroad. As one Globe and Mail reporter recently put it:
“I wish Toronto’s mayor would just go away. Lately, I’ve been lying on the couch with a hot toddy and moaning, Please, make it stop.”
Fellow Torontonians, Canadians, bloggers, writers, journalists, political pundits, I urge you: Join me in turning your talent, focus and energy back to the people and issues who deserve it.
Rob Ford, get some help, really. Stop talking to the media. Or don’t. Regardless of what you do, it’s time for this writer (and many others) to stop talking about you.