In fact, I think Canada deserves the gold medal for the fastest response of closing the barn door, after the horse has gone. This reminds me of so much that went on in the nuclear plants, and general earthquake emergency response.
I remember when the Americans took over the old company for a short time. They had a great party time, and stole all the women. For a while I made myself known to them, and they loved me as long as I toed the line. One thing I told them was that we were the very best in Crisis Mode. We could instantly bring up a team, and pay everyone overtime. There were none better, and we did it a lot. Foolish Americans, they thought they could change this!
Eventually, I became their enemy and they tried to destroy me. For once I was glad I was in a Big Ugly Union, and only had to hide under a rock for a while, until their attention wandered to somebody else.