[In early 1988, International Trade Minister John Crosbie took a leading role in defending Prime Minister Brian

Mulroney's very controversial proposed North American Free Trade Agreement (NAFTA). Crosbie's folksy
mannerisms and Newfoundland accent appeared to give him a free pass for applying sneeringly abusive
language to his opponents: on April 1st of that year, with no apparent intention of cracking an April Fool's joke,
Canada's 'national newspaper' praised Crosbie's acerbic Newfoundland wit and Rhodes Scholar intellect
(Crosbie's Political Footwork is Key to Success or Failure On Free Trade, The Globe and Mail [1 April 1988]).
With the notion of paying him back in his own coin, I sent this squib to The Globe and Mail, which
published it on the Letters page, under the title given here, along with two other letters that also mocked
Crosbie's intemperate language. Gurry, by the way, is a Nova Scotian word for the semi-liquid waste from
fish-plants.]

[Index: Canadian politics]

[Date: April 1988]

Herring guts in July

The Globe and Mail (23 April 1988): D7.

Someone should let International Trade Minister John Crosbie know that
Hogtown nationalists, Edmonton encyclopedia peddlers, and those naughty CBC satirists
aren't the only ones in this country who see Old Lantern Jaw's trade deal as a sellout
(Crosbie Called Irresponsible After Speech On Free TradeApril 12).
There are people down east as well who have long since stopped believing
everything they're told by the minnows, choughs, bunghole-corks, ideologues and kettlemenders who make up our federal Cabinet.
The trade deal stinks like herring-guts in July, and it would take more than the
slubgubbardly demagoguery of some gurry-tongued jackdaw from St. John's to make
Canadians think otherwise.
Michael Keefer
Annapolis Royal, N.S.