I haven't found cause to put finger to keyboard for over a fortnight and, to be honest, there is no real reason so to do now. I thought that finding things to write about would be harder after the fall of Helengrad and I was right. In a way this is a little disappointing as it means that all I wanted to scribble about was the negatives of life and not the positives. I am probably not alone in this as a lot of people voted for the current administration not because it was John Key and his mob but because it was not Helen, History Boy and their mob.
However there is a palpable change in mood in the country over the last fortnight or so. And this despite the fact that we are at the door of a truly horrible economic short to medium term future. Indeed we have probably already crossed the threshold. It is an absolute delight not to have the mainstream media dominated by the droning and controlling utterances of the commie rainbow eco nuts who have blighted the landscape for nigh on a decade.
I prevailed on Mrs Obald to miss the first half of Shortland Street last night so I could watch Sainsbury interview Rodney Hide over the idiocy of the building codes and the RMA. Both were wearing those ghastly garish chalkstripe suits when jeans and a tee shirt would have been just fine but no matter. This will be good I thought. We will have a story about bureaucracy gone nuts and then the Minister will justify what we have just seen with loads of hand wringing and tosh about safety and stakeholders. Well we got the silly story - a couple in fact. One about a bloke who wanted to put an extension on his house with building costs coming to $7000 and compliance and permit costs coming to $2700. Then there was a bloke telling us all that an outside dunny on DoC land required eight building inspections before anyone could use the super soft toilet paper. Over to the Minister for Stuff Like This. Justification? Nope, none of that. Words to the effect 'This is nuts and I will get rid of it. It took decades to build up such a structure of bureaucratic nonsense but I will take a chainsaw to it in no time at all.' Now this is more like it.
Meanwhile our proper Prime Minister is overseas. Not holding high profile press conferences that are all photo opportunity and no substance but head down and poncho covered bum up doing things. New kid on the block at APEC and he told them to pull finger and do something about trade and not just bloody talk about it. I like the cut of his jib. I just hope he has the intestinal fortitude to carry on in this 'business' way of running the country and not be dragged kicking and screaming back into the 'political' way of doing things that were so precious to the disastrous mob he has replaced.
And speaking of them.... Well no one is. Yesterday's news is today's fish and chip paper. Who has heard anything of Dear Leader, History Boy, the Member for Cambodia and all the other wastrels who would have us believe that they were so bloody important to our even drawing breath but three short weeks ago? They have quite rightly been consigned to the garbage - not, I hasten to add, the recycling. The world has moved on thank God. Your old way of doing things is so yesterday. Piss off, the pragmatists have arrived.
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