Stadium, schmadium. Quote the Pond Scum, just over two weeks ago: 'If Auckland can't make up its mind, you get Jade'. Well I wonder if they'll be going down to the Riccarton Mitre 10 to buy all the plastic chairs they can lay their hands on by lunchtime. It looks odds on we'll end up where we started before Mallard stuck is beak into all this with an upgrade of Eden Park. So what has been achieved by this fortnight of nonsense? Remember Philip Field and pledge cards? No? Might that not be the idea? What we have got out of it all, though, is a demonstraton of the total bureaucratic quagmire in which Auckland is stuck. The place is a basket case. Nothing of any magnitude or importance will ever get done in the City of Sails whilst the current apology of a system of governance manned by incompetent oafs is in situ. The City Council's vote on Thursday night is a glaringly obvious example of what most of us learnt in school (pre NCEA school, proper school, that is). If you don't answer the question you don't get the marks. Were the Council asked to vote on a Stadium just a tad to the left of where the proposal was? The calibre of the councillors has been shown up to be absolutely woeful.
Key and English. The 'Dream Team'? Well my dreams are generally filled with images of much more pleasant and/or salacious things than two middle aged men, thank you very much, but you get the drift. All seems to have been negotiated in a suitably seemly manner and we await to see if they can deliver a platform of policies that we might consider . Wouldn't it be good if we could place our tick based on policy rather than personality? At least we have in the new leader of the opposition someone who is not prone to histrionics, appears to be able to think in straight lines, has a track record of having done something with his life, has a reasonable haircut and doesn't dress in hemp. We shall see, but I am reasonably otpimistic.
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