He's Mighty Mad...!

And look out, he's had it, he's just not going to take it any more. And, after all, it's just not fair! Thus says the right honourable, but sometimes dishonourable Brian Mulroney, former prime minister of this great and good country of Canada. Go look into someone else's business. Mine, he claims, is private.

Not, though, when you're a public figure. When the furtherance of the country is invested in your high office. When the voting public has invested their trust in you. Not me, though. Fact is, although he won several majority governments, I've yet to actually come across anyone who would admit personally to having voted for the man.

They're that proud of his accomplishments. For Canada, and on the world stage.

Now Mr. Mulroney - the unhonourable one - through his lawyer is accusing Members of Parliament sitting on the special investigative committee looking into his dealings with Karlheinz Schreiber, of a witch hunt. Or the male equivalent. Warlock hunt? A second letter of complaint has been fired off to the committee chair, Paul Szabo.

Claiming malicious cause on the part of the committee. Claiming deliberate abuse of the committee's process. Claiming intent to cause as much damage as possible to Mr. Mulroney and his family's reputation, for partisan purposes. The real question here is why did the man with deliberate aforethought to lining his pocket succumb as he did?

Complaining now about the introduction of another star witness. Surprise, this one: Norman Spector, formerly Mr. Mulroney's chief of staff. Who, writing in a column in Le Devoir, alleges - hell, claims - that Mr. Mulroney received cash - now that really is filthy lucre - at 24 Sussex Drive, the official residence, while still in office.

Naughty man. But we're certainly not taken aback by that revelation. Are we?

Moreover, Mr. Spector promises to reveal all.

We await further revelations.