Blog N2

Ever had the notion to live in New Zealand? Do you have some nice pictures in your mind of those isles? I lived there for more than fifty years of my life, but fell in love with a foreigner, the process of which, naturally enough requiring to discover this new heart-course, meant I went and lived in her world for a while. Great; I'm totally happy with that; returned to briefly settle up my affairs, and now I live away from NZ; the upshot of which is a set of rules preclude me from ever getting a pension from those microcephalic prisoners of the bureaucratic gaggle of idiots known as the New Zealand Government. Which begs the question 'what happened to the IQ of the population there, and how did they let whatever intelligence they had left fall under the spell of the worthless dross who've finagled their way into control of what should have been a fine little country?'
I first had suspicions about this when I was asked to run for a political party there when I was just twenty years old, in the mid sixties. (Apparently the country needed 'people like me'...) About that time too, I read William A Robinson's book about his cruise around the world as a young man in a small yacht, where he disparaged the administration of small Pacific islands by the low grade of bureaucrat New Zealand had chosen to inflict on them. I'd also witnessed my sole encounter with assisting the NZ law, concerning some criminal activity I had happened to have a possible lead about, and saw the entire effort of the police turned upon my family. There is only so much one can take of this sort of bullshit. I took it for far too long. But I had to be living there to meet this love of my life.. Yes, NZ is a great little place, but it is totally fucked by the pricks who run it; it always was, it always will be. Visit it if you will, but don't stay there. Life's little twists and turns are not assisted by fifty years of paying them some enormous taxes. They're thieves there. Watch out. Nuff said.