I passed Vic Toews in Centre Block early in my parliamentary tenure, said “hi,” and received a nasty scowl in return. I tried again a year later, at Christmas, and got the same response. These were the only two times I attempted to converse with the minister before I gave up. I didn’t desist because of how he treated me, but how he belittled others in the Chamber, especially women MPs. He was a brute, and when I left Parliament I never thought of him again. Until last week, when there he was again, saying you were either for the government or for child pornography. Nothing had changed. It was no wonder he was so disliked. It doesn’t really matter what bill he is championing; the world of hurt he is going through at the moment is largely the result of the humiliating pain he inflicted on others.