The Kamala Harris Jape that wasn’t a joke
The Kamala Harris Jape That Wasn’t a Joke It started as a University of Windsor Creative Writing application. But in my mind, it was also a master plan to save the Auto Pact, fix international trade, and maybe even rejig the White House seating chart. My assignment to myself was simple: Write a story so good it saves the Windsor–Detroit auto industry from Trumpian-style tariffs. Hand Kamala Harris a shiny new PhD while I’m at it. Nothing too ambitious. Here I am, back on campus after 53 years. Most students worry about essays or midterms—I’m plotting a geopolitical coup disguised as creative writing homework. My plan? Write something that knocks the professor’s sandals clean off. Save the auto industry. Rescue Canadian–American relations. Maybe even get tenure while I’m at it. Clearly, I needed backup. So I formed a secret committee —half Canadian writers, half bewildered classmates, and one smug ex-PMO trade policy influencer whose big idea was to form a tri-city consortium with ...
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