Sorry, Oedipus, We Don't Cover That Anymore

Far be it from this blog to say "I told ya so," but I told ya so. Premier McSquinty's government brought down this afternoon one of the most punishing budgets in recent memory this afternoon, and it's almost guaranteed to cause a degree of furor in the voting ranks. I hope, for example, you don't need physiotherapy or eye examinations, both of which have been delisted from OHIP coverage (unless, of course, you're a senior and now a member of the largest voting bloc of seniors in Canadian history). Smokers, drinkers, drivers, you're all getting hit *big time,* but so too is everyone earning more than $20,000 but less that $100,000 per year. Oh, and that promise to maintain a balanced budget vanished faster than a virgin at a keg party. Here's a basic summary of what's coming effective midnight tonight. This blog is not impressed, but then again it never expected it would be.       The provincial Libs campaigned on a bigger deficit than the Tories announced, and yet they made grandiose promises they should have known they couldn't sustain. And yet people voted for them. Go figure. Anyone with a brain in his or her head should have seen this coming long before the election happened last year. You see, this is what happens when you elect a government that promises sun, moon, and stars-- and whose leader frankly looks like he's stepped out of a Hitchcock motel. This does not look good, people, this does not look good at all, extra spending on health and education et al. Another fine kettle of fish, indeed. P.S. And, btw, it seems caviar is still tax-free. Go figure.

Why, Mr. Perkins....