Would anyone be surprised if new footage emerges of Justin Trudeau dressed in brownface and faking an Indian accent — “Hull-oohh!” — while sprinting through the frame and pulling a rickshaw full of naan and kebobs?Nope. No Canadian would be surprised. Not after this week. What are we up to now? Three? Four? One thousand? It’s bonkers. Justin Trudeau has been captured on camera as a brown man more times than either one of my dead grandfathers, who were actually brown men. I laughed on Thursday watching a clip of Trudeau telling reporters he’s not sure if more photos exist of him in brownface or blackface.“I think, um, it is obvious that this is something that was deeply regrettable,” he said. “I am wary of, of, ah, being definitive about this because the recent pictures that came out I had not remembered.”Imagine the reaction if a husband tried to wiggle out of personal scandal with such a mealy-mouthed apology: Honey, the lipstick you found on my, ah, collar is, um, obviously deeply regrettable. Have I cheated on you before? I’m wary of being definitive because the recent stain you found I had not remembered.“Deeply regrettable” also makes it sound like this was out of his control, like he was a young fellow minding his own business and skipping merrily down the street when thugs jumped out from behind a bush and violently coloured in his face.This guy has a lot of nerve. I’ll give him that. Standing in front of the cameras and claiming amnesia, furrowing his brow and acting like it’s the media that was being unreasonable, as if reporters were peppering him with queries about what he had for lunch on a random Tuesday around Y2K.First of all, in those images, it’s not as if Mahatma Trudeau just brushed on a few swipes of boot polish. The application of his “makeup” was so spectacular, he deserves an endorsement deal with L’Oréal. Did you see that ...
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