A fly on the wall investigates a PM’s missing farewell ritual
There is a rhythm to political departures in Canada. A Prime Minister steps away, the nation exhales, and somewhere in Toronto a publisher begins clearing space on a fall release calendar. The memoir — the ceremonial final act — is supposed to follow. It’s tradition. It’s choreography. It’s the polite literary bow that closes the era. The one we're waiting for will be missing a lot of apologies. Nobody's going to read it anyway.
