“I, too, am saddened that cabinet ministers and their aides can’t be bothered to speak in snappy Sorkinisms behind closed doors.” – avr, commenting on my last blog thingy
Lisa Raitt and Jasmine MacDonnell walk briskly down a Parliament Hill corridor.
MacDonnell: Medical isotopes. It’s a confusing issue to a lot of people.
Raitt: But it’s sexy. Radioactive leaks. Cancer.
Raitt: Yeah, sexy.
Raitt: Meaning hot, glamorous, appealing.
MacDonnell: So then… sexy.
MacDonnell: Did you know that when an antelope senses the approach of a predator it warns others in the herd by repeatedly jumping up and down with all four legs leaving the ground simultaneously and remaining completely stretched out and perfectly straight?
MacDonnell: There’s a word for it.
Raitt: For what?
MacDonnell: For the jumping.
Raitt: The word’s not ‘jumping?’
MacDonnell: No. It’s pronking.
Raitt: So isotopes. Sexy.