I have this essay in the current edition of C2C magazine. It includes a picture of me at 16 what is very cute.

Mine is a story of reluctant political apathy, of a drift away from commitment. I’m not quite at the point where I don’t know who the premier of my province is. I mean, I know her name. And that she’s a Liberal, used to be in Dalton McGuinty’s cabinet, she jogs a lot. I also know who the leader of the opposition is; well, at the moment in Ontario it’s sort of nobody but that’s OK, Tim Hudak was sort of a nobody, too. And there’s my problem: I don’t like the “Ins” one bit, but I have no faith in the “Outs” either. Nobody represents me, and I have better things to do with my time than bang my head against the walls of the legislature.

I will be discussing my personal political journey at the Manning Centre conference this coming weekend. Shall I bring my tomato shield?