We all knew Justin Trudeau would muck it up eventually, “it” being the women of Earth’s collective crush on the handsome Canadian prime minster. Like an Icarus with a thirst-trappy Instagram account, he has finally flexed too close to the sun: Wednesday morning Trudeau issued a statement congratulating President-elect Donald Trump and vowing to work closely with him in the coming years.
Add this to the list of reasons not to move to Canada. As our infatuation melts away, we’re left with strong feelings of, “Ugh, screw that guy.” If Trudeau was someone in our cellphone contacts, right now is when we’d be changing his name from “<3 Justin” to “don’t pick up.” As noted in Slate’s election live blog, other world leaders offered notably chillier sentiments regarding Trump’s win. Not Trudeau, though; he “look[s] forward” to some kind of buddy-cop comedy vision of the future, the U.S. and Canada against the world: “The relationship between our two countries serves as a model for the world. Our shared values, deep cultural ties, and strong integrated economies will continue to provide the basis for advancing our strong and prosperous partnership.”
It was all fun and memes up to now—we loved it when Trudeau popped out a cave and when he rapped with us about quantum computing. The downfall was inevitable, but we were hoping for something more goofy than sinister. When a man who has called himself a feminist and advocate for all types of people shows eagerness to bro down with a misogynist and bigot, excuse us if we no longer want to take selfies with him.
