The Dance of Power: A New Shepherd Rises in the Land of Comfortable Sheep

Lo, behold how the masses gather, like sheep in their pen, to witness the coronation of their newest shepherd! Mark Carney, that former keeper of gold and numbers, emerges triumphant from the Liberal Party's ritual of selection, claiming 85 percent of the counting stones - a victory so resounding it echoes through the hollow chambers of democracy.

See how they embrace, these handlers of power! Like actors in a grand theatre, they perform the dance of transition, while the slumbering masses watch, content in their democratic dreaming. But what is this embrace between Trudeau and Carney if not the passing of chains from one keeper to another?

In this land of the perpetually drowsy, where comfort has become the highest virtue, the people have chosen a man who has never stood before them in electoral combat. How fitting! The sleepers prefer one who has dwelt in the temples of international finance, far removed from the dirt and toil of the common struggle.

Chrystia Freeland, that warrior-scholar of the establishment, found herself cast aside with but eight percent of the counting stones. Even in her own territory of Toronto-Centre, the masses abandoned their representative for the promise of new chains.

Observe the irony! They reject the politician who walked among them for the one who watched from the towers of banking. The herd always seeks a shepherd who appears to stand above their mediocrity, yet promises to keep them safe in their mediocrity.

In his moment of ascension, Carney speaks of "strong Canadian values" - those comfortable pillars of modern somnolence: tolerance, teamwork, and that most revealing of virtues, humility. How the last men love their humility! It allows them to shrink from greatness while feeling virtuous in their shrinking.

The departing shepherd, Trudeau, speaks of being "damn proud" of his decade of leadership, while his daughter yearns for his return to the domestic sphere. How perfectly they exemplify the modern condition - pride in maintaining comfort, yearning for yet more comfort!

Watch as they speak of "nation-defining moments" while defining nothing! They battle with numbers and tariffs, these money-changers and policy-makers, while the spirit of the nation slumbers deeper still.

The new shepherd speaks of confronting the American giant, promising that "in trade, as in hockey, Canada will win." Yet what victory do they seek? The victory of maintaining their comfortable slumber, their regulated markets, their measured responses to measured provocations.

From Fort Smith to the towers of Goldman Sachs, from the Bank of Canada to the Bank of England, Carney has traveled the path of the global financial architect. Now he returns to shepherd the sleepers, promising them protection from the very forces he once served.

But hark! What is this victory if not another turn of the great wheel of mediocrity? The masses celebrate their new guardian of comfort, while the true battle - the battle against comfort itself - remains unfought!

And lo, the battle lines are drawn between Carney and Poilievre, between the keeper of established order and the self-proclaimed voice of disruption. Yet both serve the same god - the god of last men, who promises security, prosperity, and the continuation of comfortable sleep.

As the sun sets on this day of transition, the land of the sleepers prepares for its new guardian. The markets will continue their dance, the policies will shift like winds, and the great mass of humanity will continue its contented slumber, dreaming of small pleasures and manageable challenges.

Verily, I say unto you: The true measure of this transition shall not be found in polling numbers or economic indicators, but in whether it awakens even one soul from the great slumber of modern contentment. Until then, let the shepherds tend their flocks, while those with eyes to see watch and wait for the lightning that must come.