"...[Kinsella is] a modern-day Machiavelli, the mastermind who ran war rooms for Jean Chretien and Dalton McGuinty... He's the ultimate political insider... [The War Room] has plenty of fascinating insights and is a must-read for political junkies."

- The Toronto Sun


"The top Canadian spin doctor...tells all!"

- The National Post


"Warren Kinsella’s new book is a must-read for anyone interested in political campaigning in Canada. And not just political campaigning.…I wish I’d had the chance to read The War Room before I became Stephen Harper’s campaign manager; it might have saved me from many mistakes and months of painful learning on the job."

- Tom Flanagan, The Literary Review of Canada


"The War Room is a rich, detailed, and substantive primer on how to run a winning war room - warts, pizza boxes, smelly couches and all - from a master war roomer."

- The Hill Times


"Kinsella has crafted a handy little guide for politicos and non-politicos alike. Just keep it away from the kids."

- The Winnipeg Free Press


"... a great read ... full of fascinating stories..."

- John Moore, CFRB


"...I don't want to say [he's a] genius...but there's valuable insights here..."

- John Oakley, AM640


"I just got one copy, but I plan to get more!"

- John Wright, Ipsos, CFRB


"I do recommend [The War Room] to everyone."

- Charles Adler, Adler Online


"He's Canada's James Carville...a must-read...If you really want to win, you need this book!"

- Tommy Schnurmacher, CJAD


"A fascinating book...full of great stories."

- Ken Rockburn, CPAC

MYSTERIOUS DOG WALK 

So, late, late last night - after watching The Brothers Bloom, which I loved because it was quirky and odd and all my favourite movies are quirky and odd - I took the pooch for a walk. The night was filled with possibility.

Or, quirkiness and oddities. First, the two of us came across a Zorro hat and a hair net in the alleyway. And, a few feet away, this mask, like the one in that Guy Fawkes paean, V.



Who left it there? What were they doing? A break-in? A party? A prank? What?

Then, a couple blocks away, this. A broken table, upside down and placed on the parallel stripes in a parking lot. It looked like art, to me. It was perfect.



Anyway, when I left for the rink just a few hours later, all of it had vanished. Gone. Not a trace.

It could have been a full moon, last night - when I was a cop reporter, full moons provided no shortage of weird and bloody copy - but I don't think it was. I think the world is quirky and odd, and it takes a nighttime stroll with the dog to get you to remember.

What did Roethke write? A steady stream of correspondences!

Sounds about right.

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