Whither the political elites, poor things.

South of our border, the high and once mighty are still reeling from being devastated by a “blue-collar billionaire” in Donald Trump who was born rich and lived large, but who smote them by ignoring the rules of modern politics that the elites thought impenetrable.

The political elites, said Trump, had served only themselves over generations of White House administrations, and not the public. The public had been tossed to the wayside.

He was going to Make America Great Again, not for the establishment but for the people.

The elites were caught off guard. Wasn’t America already great?

It was straight from the Wizard of Id.

“The peasants are revolting,” the king was told.

“You can say that again,” replied the king.

In Europe, the elites in the European Union, and particularly in Great Britain, were largely punished by the Brexit vote because of the British public’s growing disdain for going nowhere fast and having their future defined by the faceless elites in Brussels.

They wanted their country back.

Here in Canada, the inherently-elite Liberal Party — which dines on being the “natural governing party” — was elected to a majority with a prime minister who has natural charisma and a magical name, and who promised Canadians he would put them first.

But Justin Trudeau has rarely been home, and has been a regular absentee in Question Period.

Instead, he has been travelling the world almost non-stop, handing out millions of dollars at virtually every venue with money that taxpayers now owe on top of billions already borrowed.

This is what a government of elitists does.

Hopefully, the younger generation of voters, the millennials, will catch on sooner rather than later, and not lose their bearings.

Never has a generation been so left behind.

Despite buying into the Pied Piperism of Justin Trudeau, their cold reality is a finance minister in Bill Morneau who tells them to accept the fact that their futures will involve losing one job after another and, if they are lucky, only short periods of unemployment as intervals along the way.

If they live in big cities, and big cities like Toronto and Vancouver are where the majority of jobs exist, they are looking at the impossibility of ever being able to afford a home, let alone being able to pay off their student loans before starting a family.

No one starting out in life, unless silver spooned like a certain prime minister, can afford to pay a minimum of $1 million for a tear-down shack in Toronto, and even more in Vancouver.

The big cities are also where the progressives and the socialists live in high style because they are the elites in government, in academia, and in the social-welfare bureaucracies.

They love the status quo. They love their taxpayer-infused pensions. They love farting through silk.

None of these big-city elites, however, would spend a week in a small town in Northern Ontario, or even considered visiting a family who had their electricity unplugged for being unable to pay the bill.

That would be an unknown universe to them, and below their perceived stations in life.

Besides, they likely couldn’t care less. If they cared, it would never have happened because these same elites, in both the political and private sectors, are the minority in charge of the majority.

The hapless and the jobless, however, may finally be getting some respect.

Trump heard them, and he knew they were revolting.

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