Pat Sajak

Down the hallway, in a room at the back of the St. Volodymyr Cultural Centre in Oakville, Stephane Dion was meeting with some representatives from the Internet. They were asking long, meandering questions and he was providing long, meandering answers and then one young lady stood up with something of a rant about the “puerile” ways of the governing party. “They make fun of your dog,” she said, obviously somewhat stunned at having cause to make such an observation.