Last year, David Hendsbee distinguished himself as the worst of a sad lot of councillors, pointlessly attacking the harmless Occupiers at Grand Parade while defending the chief grifter in the mayor's office. Hendsbee is "one odious, spineless coward," we wrote.
But now we're thinking last year's attack on the innocents was one final violent flameout, like Ronald Reagan sending the 82nd Airborne to the lazy, rum-soaked shores of Grenada, before fading off into a private world of jelly beans and soiled Depends.
Nowadays, Hendsbee is the Abe Simpson of council, going off on long diatribes about nothing much, shaking his fist at clouds. Hendsbee's derangement has become a running joke at council, as his colleagues make snide comments that go over his head. "We'll take that under advisement, councillor," says new mayor Mike Savage after Hendsbee babbles on about some nonsense.
Still and all, like a mouse mindlessly chewing through the red wire, disarming the time bomb, Hendsbee sometimes gets it mindlessly right, as was the case when he was the only councillor to vote against changing the province's recycling policies.