Paul Davis — cue­ing up the ‘Rocky’ theme

Northern Pen - - EDITORIAL -

un­doubt­edly shuf­fled their feet, or looked away, pray­ing for the story to end. (Al­though for the scat­tered voter in his cups that night, the sappy tale may have brought on a cry­ing jag, a tor­rent of beer tears).

As our jour­nal­ism files now tell us, the yarn and ev­ery­thing else Davis ut­tered that night, and through­out the cam­paign, for that mat­ter, fell on mostly deaf ears, and Dwight Ball went on to a pre­dictable win in the pro­vin­cial elec­tion.

But, hey, as Davis im­plied last week, he may ac­tu­ally take an­other shot at be­ing the premier, given those polls show­ing the Tories ahead of the Lib­er­als (and the NDP in their tra­di­tional third-place slot).

Even if the year he spent in the premier’s of­fice — put there, you might re­call, by a hand­ful of PC del­e­gates, rep­re­sent­ing a minis­cule per­cent­age of the vot­ing pop­u­la­tion — did not ex­actly prompt a re­write of po­lit­i­cal his­tory in New­found­land, Davis can al­ways dream of a come­back, es­pe­cially when his suc­ces­sor, Dis­as­trous Dwight, con­tin­ues his down­ward plunge in pop­u­lar­ity.

...... But it re­minds me of the sort of long shot made fa­mous in the movie “Dumb and Dum­ber.” (If you’re cruel of spirit, un­like yours truly, you can take time here to place Davis and Ball in the tit­u­lar roles; Earle McCurdy, of course, and past NDP lead­ers, haven’t been given an op­por­tu­nity to play ei­ther Dumb or Dum­ber, New­found­land vot­ers con­tent since Con­fed­er­a­tion, masochis­ti­cally so, to repet­i­tively place the Tories and the Grits in power; you’d think, at some point, New­found­lan­ders would give the NDP a gov­ern­ing man­date, even to screw up, to act dumb or dum­ber).

Any­way, I’ve wan­dered, as usual. Get­ting back to “Dumb and Dum­ber,” the char­ac­ter, Lloyd, played by Jim Car­rey (Davis, in your lo­cal play­bill) is won­der­ing about his chances to get it on with a woman he’s got the hots for (the New­found­land elec­torate).

Lloyd (Davis): I’m gonna ask you some­thing flat out and I want you to an­swer me hon­estly: what do you think the chances are of a girl like you (New­found­land) and a guy like me (Davis) end­ing up to­gether? Come on, give it to me straight. What are my chances?”

Girl (New­found­land): “Not good.” Lloyd (Davis): “You mean, not good, as one in a hun­dred.”

Girl (New­found­land): “I’d say more like one in a mil­lion.”

Lloyd (Davis): “So you’re telling me there’s a chance.”

He leaps joy­fully and op­ti­misti­cally in the air, as does, in a lo­cally adapted scene stealer, the lit­tle kid at the rink.

But it was the kid whose heart swelled when the news spread like wild­fire through­out the province. Surely, you re­mem­ber that young fella.

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