The National Post’s way of pretending that it is in touch with The People, while otherwise thumbing its UCC-educated nose at the overwhelming majority of Canadians who not only don’t aspire to Conrad Black’s cocktail party list, but don’t even know the list exists. Even though Blatchford writes her columns with the vigilante chapter of Rosie Dimano’s operating manual open in front of her, her perch at the tonier Post regularly got her celebrity gigs with such ought-to-know-better organizations as The Writers Trust and PEN. Now working the same gig at the Globe and Mail.