The Dear Leader got a juicy medium paced half volley just outside the off stump yesterday and not surprisingly stroked it through mid off. One would expect no less. National announced that the cap would be taken off the fee for GP visits as and when the glorious day arrives when this damned government is no longer in power. Helen flashes the Duncan Fearnley and the ball crashes into the advertising hoardings. Meat and drink. 'This will lead to the underprivilged and old being unable to afford to go to the doctor and their health will suffer'. She stopped just short of painting a picture of carts being wheeled round the streets to the accompaniment of handbells and cries of 'Bring out your dead'. Some other Ministers (Hodgson probably) were egging her on for overthrows in a similar vein. Flat track bully because the faster short pitched stuff was in the other fifty one pages that she chose not to face. This contains very sensible (if a little boring) stuff like separating funding streams for emergency and elective services. But that is what bullies do is it not, they pick on the easy beats.
Key walks up quite calmly and, whilst not quite firing in a yorker, kept the rest of the over on a good steady length aimed on and around off stump. 'There is a thing called a market' and to explain such a novel idea to a socialist idealogue like The Dear Leader he padded this out by explaining it using no big words or joined up writing. If Dr X starts charging $1000 a visit the punters will go to Dr Y who will only lighten your wallet to the tune of $50.
Now I know this is a complete anathema to a regime who cannot abide a proleteriate who are allowed, let alone encouraged, to think for themselves and then make choices but it shows that some people are at last standing up and telling it like it is. We cannot live in an ideological bubble. Some may say the Nats will take a hit in the popularity over this one statement. Nonsense. The only people it will piss off are those who have bought the state line of 'We know what is good for you so do as you are told and what ever you do don't make a decision about anything in your pitiful life - that's our job.' We cannot go forward pussy footing around and ignoring the way the real world works.
It was reported earlier this week that if a young woman of the female persuasion is 'on the DPB' at age seventeen there is a 70% chance she will still be so in ten years time. This is not the way the real world works. A few years ago I was chatting to a bloke who has a more than passing influence on the way a proper country is run. He was sitting on my deck hoeing into the Marmite soldiers with a copy of the Herald in his view. 'Explain this benefit busines to me'. I, in a somewhat embarassed way, did my best and pointed out that in the Peoples Republic nearly one in three of the population recieve some form of benefit or an other from the state. This might range from total subsistance to a few trifling dollars here and there to help with 'Understanding gender orientation and ethnicity respect issues' courses. He just shook his head, let out a long sigh and turned to the football results.
We simply cannot sustain this socialist way of doing things. We are getting more and more examples of the way this damned regime wants to take us as their tenure grinds inexorably on. More and more tax on the people who work to be given to the those who can't or won't in the endless pursuit of fairness and equality. Well the people who are working and getting taxed have had a gutsful and are leving the country in their droves.
When all these people have gone and the tax take dries up where do we end up?
Where was Graeme Hick born?
Where was Graeme Hick born?
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