Poor Mark Carney: The Man Who Mistook His Ego for a Country

The saint of Davos descends to Ottawa and finds mud instead of Olympus.

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Poor Mark Carney, the global finance messiah turned reluctant politician, now writhing in office like a vegan tossed into a Stampede barbecue, trying to convince himself that tofu tastes like rib-eye.

Every morning must feel like the tinnitus of the soul. That electric buzz in his skull is not divin…