Better Know a Riding
- Bill Casey, Liberal, Cumberland–Colchester
- Noah Richler, NDP, Toronto–St. Paul's
- Kent Hehr, Liberal, Calgary Centre
- Dennis Bevington, NDP, Northwest Territories
- Elizabeth May, Green, Saanich–Gulf Islands
- Chrystia Freeland, Liberal, University–Rosedale
- Toban Leckie, Strength in Democracy, Peterborough–Kawartha
- Karim Jivraj, Conservative, University–Rosedale
The newly rented campaign office for Dennis Bevington is a cavernous fishbowl of prime retail space—across the street from the post office, butted against the ever-bustling A&W—in downtown Yellowknife’s ailing Centre Square Mall. When Bevington’s riding association president, Shane Pike, ambles in with NDP flyers for him to take canvassing, you can almost hear the giant sucking sound of businesses shuttering outside the glass doors.
During his three terms in Ottawa, Bevington, a slow-talking, mustachioed MP, has focused on income tax breaks and other ways to lower the cost of living in his Northwest Territories riding, a sprawling, mostly road-less boreal hinterland of more than a million square kilometres that is home to just 43,000 hearty souls, half of whom are Indigenous peoples. Sky-high housing, power, and food prices have made it hard to convince people to set up shop here, the emptying mall an emblem of business struggles across the territory.
That the population of the riding, which encompasses the entire territory, is declining means door knocking is essential campaigning. “Yellowknife is almost 50 percent of the vote, so it’s important to go door to door because people are coming and going,” says Bevington as he pins his NDP button upside down to the green sweater under his two-toned leather jacket. His riding association president has taken his backpack and left. There is no staff fanning out to assist the MP—this is the North, nothing ever gets that hectic. So I point out the pin problem before the lanky sixty-two year old sets off at a brisk clip.
Almost everyone knows Dennis. In the mall, an Australian former executive of a diamond mine stops him and implores him not to support Yellowknife’s bid for the 2023 Canada Winter Games (Bevington is non-commital). A group of homeless people clustered outside enthusiastically shouts “Heyyyyy NDP” as we walk past on the sidewalk. I’ve been interviewing the former carpenter and mayor of his hometown of Fort Smith since the late ’80s.
Unlike Stephen Harper, whose Arctic photo ops touting sovereignty and security have never resonated with northerners, Bevington, with his pocketbook issues and strong environmental stand, has hard-earned appeal here. He is the antithesis of the Conservative’s attempts to facilitate behemoth resource extraction projects by reopening land-claim agreements to weaken the environmental regulatory processes contained within. One Aboriginal government, the Tlicho, is challenging that move in court, and three Yukon First Nations are taking legal steps to block similar actions in that territory.
Bevington, in contrast, promotes local, sustainable economies based on small-scale agriculture, fishing, tourism, and alternative power such as solar, wind, and biomass. He’s an expert at the latter, having run a renewable energy company since 1997.
But on Saturday, September 5, his mantra at each home he visits is that his nine years in Parliament give him the experience needed to manoeuvre in an anticipated minority government. “I gotta be honest, I haven’t voted NDP,” says the first woman to answer her door in a string of downtown row houses inhabited mainly by federal government employees and their families. “But it’s definitely more than ever a possibility. You’ve done a really good job for the North so it makes it tougher.” As she struggles to keep two large dogs from escaping, she tells him she’s concerned about ISIS, Syria, and the refugees in Europe.
“Most of the refugees are coming from Syria where we’re not engaged,” says Bevington. “We wanted to provide support to Kurdish forces and humanitarian aid. We didn’t think six airplanes to help the US forces was the way to go. That’s not the way to spend a billion dollars. Now we’ve got this tidal wave of refugees.”
“Does the NDP foresee bringing lots of them over here?” the woman asks. Fear creeps onto her face.
“We said 10,000. Conservatives managed to bring 2,300 people. They haven’t met their commitment. Get busy, get it done.”
She changes the topic. “For the territories, what’s your focus?”
Cost of living, he tells her. “People down south say the price of natural gas is the same price it was ten years ago. Here, we use home heating oil and it’s gone up 300 to 400 percent. I’ll give you another example: meat went up 6 percent in Canada, 18 percent in the NWT.”
At the next home another woman is the first, but not last, to ask him why Conservative candidate Floyd Roland and Liberal candidate Michael McLeod—seasoned territorial politicians taking their first stab at Ottawa—have their signs up across the city, while the NDPs’ are nowhere to be seen.
“They’ll be coming up from the printers soon enough, I suppose,” says the yoga-practicing MP, with his typical laconic delivery. “Any thoughts on the election? Do we need a change?”
“Oh probably, yeah. We’re still thinking about it,” says the biologist whose husband works for Environment Canada. I anticipate Bevington will use that opening to point out the Conservative’s ongoing “war on science.” Instead, he asks her to think about the choices ahead and politely exits. “I don’t go hard on people, it’s not my style,” he tells me as he dashes toward the source of menacing dog barks coming from a backyard. “Okay, nobody’s going to bite me. Yellowknife is loaded with dogs,” he pauses before continuing. “Maybe other people go to Ottawa and are more aggressive. I build relationships and I think it’s worked out well.”
The most animated he gets is when a woman tells him she’s “not too happy” with his leader Thomas Mulcair and the “$17 milion, or $7 million, or whatever it is he owes in taxpayer money.”
“You mean that whole thing that the Liberals and Conservatives cooked up about the office in Montreal?” Bevington asks, his voice revealing a soupçon of agitation. “It was $2.7 million they claimed was improperly spent on offices and a lot of it is just nonsense.” The woman is not convinced. “I think he’s a good opposition but I would never want him for my leader. I’m not saying that Harper’s the best choice for my best friend but he’s the only one choosing to stand with Israel.”
On this, and every other point raised in the ensuing ten-minute discussion, ranging from Syrian refugees (she doesn’t want them in Canada) to the roots of al Qaeda, Bevington concludes they must agree to disagree. “It’s big politics and Canada does a great job of trying to balance things, but we’re not doing that anymore,” he tells her. “What we’re doing is taking sides rather than trying to work things out and be a country that can speak to everyone.
“So I don’t think we’ll ever . . .”
“No we won’t . . .,” she says.
“Nice talking to you.”
“Nice talking to you.”
Bevington says that type of debate energizes him in a campaign. “It’s fun. I mean, she was strong in her position, but she wasn’t belligerent or anything. She was a kind person. She had a position. It’s not one I subscribe to but that’s okay.”
Most of the people in this neighbourhood are newbie northerners in the military and RCMP. It isn’t until we drive down the hill into Yellowknife’s historic Old Town, en route to the adjacent Dene community of Ndilo, that one gets a full sense of Bevington’s popularity in the influential capital, where last election he won 55 percent of the vote.
A high school principal hails him down on the street to sign up to volunteer on the campaign. Inside another supporter’s home, Bevington whips out his phone to show off photos of giant cauliflower and fields of potatoes and flax that he took while campaigning through the Deh Cho region, camping in his Chevy Colorado with his wife Joan. He says he will reach all thirty-three communities in the territory before the election, by driving his truck to those that are road-accessible and taking scheduled airline flights to the rest.
By the time we reach Ndilo, where the Yellowknives Dene First Nation, the non-profit group Ecology North and the Arctic Institute of Community-based Research are throwing the Fall Harvest Fair, “Dennis” is in the promised land. There’s no need for him to preach to the adoring choir of activists, union organizers, environmentalists, and fledgling gardeners making grassroots inroads toward food security here. An APTN reporter nabs him in front of the pony rides for an interview; an elderly Dene man tells him his mother taught him in Fort Smith in the ’60s; a woman carrying carrots shouts, “I’m so NDP I’m entering orange vegetables in the contest.”
All the while, Bevington seems fixated on what look like two dark windows on the roof of a small wooden bungalow. “Those two solar thermal units up there, I helped install those,” he tells me, a little starry-eyed. “It’s been twelve or thirteen years. They pre-heat the water that goes into their water tank. The Conservatives barely put a dime into renewables. They put it into oil and gas, and what has that gotten the people here? The rest of the world is doing it. Why can’t we?”