Remind me again, how the hell is Rob Ford still in office?
Not only am I a bit unclear on why Rob Ford still has the keys to the Mayor's office; I also have no idea why he's not in jail. For you or I, smoking crack would at least warrant a trip downtown. In Ford's case, it only caused Toronto to collectively exclaim, "That explains a lot!"
Following the Rob Ford crack scandal (and we're not even talking about the alleged prostitute scandal... yet), Ford's handlers had one job. That job was to keep Ford out of the public eye, so Toronto's city government could let its black eye heal.
(Boing Boing's Cory Doctorow has a particular nickname for Rob Ford, one for which I can find no counterargument.)
What his staff should have done is insist Ford go only from home to work, chauffeured to and fro with a canvas sack over his head like Tom Cruise in the first "Mission: Impossible" film. Make sure he cannot screw things up more than he already has.
Yet here we are.
Rob Ford proves–– again–– that if you're rich and white and connected, you can do whatever the hell you want.
That extends to making a horse's ass of yourself at a restaurant, putting on a Jamaican accent as your cohorts pretend not to know you.
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The answer is because Ontario's provincial government would basically have to pass a special law to kick Ford to the curb, and Premier Kathleen Wynne lacks the political clout to make that happen. While Ford been stripped of some of his responsibilities, he still has a job, and it'll stay that way unless he gets charged with a crime and subsequently convicted.
Until that happens, expect more of the same, because rewarded behaviour is repeated. At least now we know why Rob Ford hasn't been impeached; if it were too easy to get rid of a Mayor, they'd be getting turfed out every few months.
Meanwhile, we're learning that racist, homophobic, drunken crackheads don't go to jail simply for being racist, homophobic, drunken crackheads, at least not in Toronto. However, do not try this at home.
In the meantime, let us all join hands and pray that the next headline we read is not "Rob Ford sex tape revealed".
Oh, and I don't care how authentic Ford's Jamaican accent is.