I admit I'm a little disappointed that there is no election. Not because I think there should be an election. I just like watching them as a blood sport; and like all fight fans, I always hope that the next fight is gonna be better than the last fight. And let's face it, the last election was over about thirty seconds into the first round.

It was Harper's right from the start. If the Inuit have one hundred different words to describe snow, there are at least twice as many words to describe Stephen Harper's various levels of angry. If he doesn't like you, he's gonna hurt you. And if you trust the polls, about 35% of Canadians, they like it rough. So hey, maybe the guy's onto something.

Which is why the Liberals went out and got themselves Michael Ignatieff; which was very exciting for about five minutes.

Since then, basically he's been hiding in the woods, or at least that's what his TV ads seem to indicate. He's out there now, as we speak, rambling around, free associating, talking about how tomorrow's green jobs of today must fuel yesterday's growth now.

This guy can't fight, he can barely make a fist.

Michael. Smarten up. You're about to go into the ring with Mike Tyson. He's going to bite you.

And then, then there's Jack Layton -- and it's not like Jack doesn't know how to fight. Jack's problem is the minute things start looking good, like when he thought that he was actually gonna be part of a coalition, he gets all excited, and not excited in a good way either. He gets excited in that way that makes all the other passengers on a plane get very nervous. It kind of creeps them out.

So really, from a spectator's point of view, maybe it's a good thing we're not going to the polls. If for no other reason than I want them all to refocus and when the bell rings to come out swinging.

Because after all, if we're gonna pay 350 million dollars to watch this go down, lets make it a good show.