The escape hatch has 'suddenly' been opened for Christy Clark by none other than that old Fed Lib, Mr. David Anderson:
But here's the thing.
Who, we can only wonder, might have built that hatch?
How about we revisit Nancy MacDonald's breathy puff-piece in the wake of Mr. Clark's by-election win last spring:
...After university, Clark jumped into campaign battles, first for the B.C. Liberal Party, which was then rebounding under Gordon Wilson, then in ’93 for the federal party. In Ottawa, she joined her future husband Mark Marissen, who would later become a key organizer for Paul Martin and Stéphane Dion. On the Hill, they were seen as “young Turks,” friends say, growing their political skills and networks. Marissen was an executive assistant to revenue minister David Anderson, and Clark was transport minister Doug Young’s western desk. But in ’96, during Glen Clark’s NDP reign, Clark, then 30, came home to run (for Gordon NOT Wilson)...
Now that Jelly Roll et al., have framed the thing so that Ms. Clark 'can't lose' given the chicken-hearted, long distance 'feistiness' factor (ie. if pipeline gets built she 'wins'!) and the heavy-hatch lifting by political surrogates, no matter how elderly (ie. if it's just too dangerous to build, she 'wins'!), is The Snook gonna be able to make like Charlie Sheen and rise-up, reborn, in the eyes of the media?
Thing is, so far the sucker-punched Lotuslandian punditry have not yet bitten*.
And if they don't bite by Thursday, I'd be willing to take pretty short odds to bet that you will suddenly see Ms. Clark dump this issue and move on to the next big thing.
Something way more pressing like, say, handing out rainbow-coloured oreo cookies just in time for the Three Weeks of Pride.
Or some such thing.
*Except, according to Mr. Beer 'N Hockey, for Mr. Norman Spector.