While the shadow of Pierre Elliott Trudeau hovers
over his son, Justin Trudeau, the NDP should probably be thinking about
a different ghost: Robert Stanfield.
Stanfield was the man who was going to be
prime minister if it hadn’t been for Trudeau, Sr. In the mid-1960s, Canadian
politics seemed to have sunk to an all time low. The minority governments of
Lester Pearson, from 1963-65 and 1965-68, were wracked in bitter partisan
feuding with the fiercely partisan and stubbornly popular John G Diefenbaker.
It all sounds very familiar to the way we
complain about politics today. If the frustration is slightly milder now in the
time of a majority government, the pessimism remains.
In retrospect, the Pearson years produced a
great deal of constructive policy, including universal health care, the Canada
Pension Plan and the reformed points-based immigration system. But Canadians at
the time thought that politics was broken. The aging Pearson seemed out of
touch and adrift. Diefenbaker was a political berserker who many in the Tory
party increasingly wanted to get out of the way. There was even a Cold War sex
scandal – the Munsinger affair – that left everyone feeling dirty.
At the end of an internal war spurred on by
Dalton Camp, the Progressive Conservative party chose a new leader. That man
was Robert Stanfield.
Stanfield was everything that Diefenbaker
was not. Dignified and progressive, statesmanlike and kind, Stanfield was a
successful, updated version of their opponent, Lester Pearson. He may not have
won the Nobel Peace prize, but the lustre had long since faded from Pearson’s
international glory. Stanfield’s record four majority governments in Nova
Scotia had their own shine. That was the hope of 1967.
Enter Pierre Trudeau, and everything
changed. The new hope of Bob Stanfield’s election as leader was swept aside by
Trudeaumania in 1968.
Mulcair just might be the NDP version of
Bob Stanfield. He too was groomed for the present. He too seemed to be, and
might still be, just what the NDP needs to get them into power. This is not the
1960s, and the reigning prime minister is not Lester Pearson. When Mulcair was
made leader only a short time ago, the thinking was that the NDP didn’t need a
dignified, hopeful statesman. They needed someone who could go toe-to-toe with
Stephen Harper. Next to Harper’s tough, attacking style, Mulcair won’t cringe.
He’s a brawler himself. He’s a centrist Quebec politician, certain, it’s hoped,
to keep the new Quebec base happy even as he fights his way into other
political territories. Mulcair is the NDP’s answer to Harper. He’s the right
man for the time.
Or is he? Perhaps the NDP are beginning to
worry that history might come close to repeating itself, that their ‘right man
for the job’ will become the ‘almost’ right man for the job. Bob Stanfield,
redux.
It’s not so much that Justin Trudeau is his
father’s son, or even that they share a name and a healthy dose of DNA. It’s
the timing: the sense of dissatisfaction with politics as it is, the lack of
hope, the lack of inspiration. If Justin Trudeau is unclear on policy, or if
he’s inexperienced, this may not matter so much. He just might be able to match
the mood of the time. That is what really matters, as all of those inexperienced
NDP candidates in Quebec found out in 2008 when they were swept into office on
the power of Jack Layton’s charisma.
As for poor Robert Stanfield, he stayed on
as Conservative leader until 1976. He had other chances to become prime minister.
But he likely always thought back to 1967 and what might have been if it hadn’t
been for that other Trudeau, that new man for a new age.
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