Sizing up Justin Trudeau

Re: No One Said There Would Be Blood, April 2. Justin Trudeau has all the vanity, but none of the intellectual prowess of his father. But both seem to have a common disdain of mere Canadians and our ability to know what is good for us. Pierre Trudeau spat at us verbally and gave us a perverted “multicultural” mish-mash of a country to be governed solely by a sense of one’s individual rights — with no thought to one’s civic collective responsibilities.

Now, decades later, we are still trying to come up with the solution to the resulting social engineering dilemma. Enter stage left the alleged prodigy, who instead of proffering insight to anything of substance or further doctrinal clarification, has instead given us carnival antics, both in the House of Commons and outside it, as his own exclamation point to his father’s wayward and pompous legacy.

Mark Evans, Toronto.

Despite their membership in opposing parties, Justin Trudeau and Patrick Brazeau couldn’t be more alike. Mr. Trudeau is barely out of his 30s while Mr. Brazeau is still there. Neither have ever held a job for more than a few years that didn’t involve siphoning a six-figure salary out of the public purse, and both will continue to do that for the rest of their lives. Canada’s culture of entitlement has truly reached its apex with these characters.

Nick Redding, Victoria.