Being a senator – bah! Get me a lottery win
by
Robert LaFrance
For years I have been
nagging the prime minister for a Senate post, but now I’m not so sure I still want it.
Mike Duffy and
several other senators have been ‘under the gun’ for weeks about their official
provinces of residence. A show of hands: how many people think this publicity
will result in any changes to the way that august body (the Senate) does its
business? Will Goldilocks get devoured by the three bears, or will they give
her a conditional sentence called life? Will Dr. Wilson and Nurse Tracy finally
declare their love and…
Sorry, I was
drifting into the realm of soap opera there.
Someone said that
the Senate of Canada can be compared to bear droppings in the woods of Quebec.
Although that province has no use for that fecal material, they would fight to keep
it. Same with ‘reform’ of the Senate. Quebec will block every attempt to change
it.
Is there a
snowball’s chance that the Senate will ever be reformed in any way? Let me put
it this way: any reform would have to be voted on by the Senate. Will we ever
learn the details of senators’ expense accounts? Not on your life.
Wouldn’t it be interesting if some straightforward
gentleman (like a biker gang leader) were to be given a ‘mandate’ as they say in government (it means
permission) to examine senators’ expense accounts in detail? I can picture the
scene: A BIG news conference in The Red Chamber foyer where at the front of the
room Hiram (not his real name) would talk to reporters and other Canadians: "When one senator, who
lives in Ottawa, puts in travel claims totalling $157,000 for one year,
something is wrong.
“I can see
Senator Whoosis’s house from here,” Hiram would say as he looked out the
window. “He/she came to nineteen sessions of the Senate last year. That would
average out to about – let me see – eight thousand two hundred and sixty-two
dollars and sixteen cents, (rounded off) dollars in travel expenses per
session. My wine bill didn’t amount to that since 1999. I would be glad to pick
him/her up in a rickshaw for half that."
Hiram would have
gone on to mention that retired Saskatchewan Senator Gerry St. Germain claimed
$378,292 in expenses in 2012. This is addition to his salary of – what? -
$140,000 or so and all the subsidies that the 104 senators receive, like gourmet meals in the Parliamentary restaurant for nine dollars each. It may cost like
McDonalds, but the grub is like that of the Dorchester Hotel in London.
Unwittingly,
Hiram, had he really been there, would have come up with the perfect solution.
Here it is: We contract out the travel of senators and, instead of paying them
a salary, we pay them for the sessions they do attend. Let’s be generous; any
senator who attends 90% of the sessions gets his/her full salary.
As to those pesky
travel expenses, let us ‘ordinary’ people bid on getting the senators to and
from Ottawa. For example, if Senator Sam Marchand of Trois Rivieres now puts
down $1400 for a trip to and from his home, let’s put it up for bids. Maybe
there’s a guy or gal in Trois Rivieres who has a 15-passenger van. He could
pick up Sam in Trois Rivieres, then a couple more senators in the Montreal
area, then off to Ottawa. Total cost: $276 in gas each way and $199 for meals
at truck stops.
I would bid on
the job of travelling the senator who really lives in Ottawa, but charges us
$157,000 a year in travel expenses. Dust off my 1961 Falcon, Nellie, the one I
used to call Hitler.
The Senate of
Canada is known by many names, including The Upper House, The Red Chamber, and
The House of Sober Second Thought. The first two nicknames are quite
understandable, but as to the third, has anyone perused the bar bills of
Senators Cleroux and Senator Murphy? I could buy a new Cessna every year.
In conclusion,
(as politicians are fond of saying about an hour before they finish their
speeches) I will inform you and the world that I am sick and tired of seeing
young people weighed down by student loans and the lack of jobs while these
parasites – and we must remember that many senators work hard – are sucking in
half a million dollars each, every year, for performing a very dubious task.
When they’re there.
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