
Originally Posted by
gjm
In the beginning, there was the Labour Party and they said "Let's change the flag." Then they saw what it would cost and said "Actually, there are better things to spend the money on." At that time, some ex-pat US banker who had returned to his council house in NZ said "Changing the flag is a waste of money." And lo, his words were heard, and they were good, and the flag change idea did go away.
(Fast forward...)
And so the big companies of the world did come to the governments and said "We want more money. Ah, sorry, that's not what we meant. We wish to extend trading opportunities to those countries not currently controlled by us, sorry, not currently able to take advantage of the much wider world market for continued growth and prosperity (of the already very rich)."
And the governments looked upon this, saw opportunities, and said "This will be good. Let us write The Agreement." And the companies did respond, saying "We wish to help - here's one we prepared earlier. Have a quick read... It's just standard stuff."
Then the pesky proletariat did learn of the plans, and heard whispers of Bad Things that were included in The Agreement but not being openly discussed. And the proletariat were mightily perturbed, and did complain long, lound and bitterly. They took to the streets worldwide. And the governments looked on this and thought "Shit. This isn't going according to plan. Give them something else to think about."
So it was that in New Zealand the National (oxymoron) Party did rack their collective brains, and came up with an old idea that no-one remembered: change the flag. "It will focus public opinion away from something we really want to do, and let us get on with The Important Things those pesky citizens don't need to know about." [In future years people archivists will look upon this and say "How the fuck did they get away with that again? First the fish and the GCSB spying, and now this!"]
And lo, John Key went forward and said "I've had a great idea to bring the country together - let's change the flag!" while muttering behind his hand "Frankly I don't give a flying fuck either way so long as we get The Agreement signed."
And the strategists came forward and said "We need to ensure the success of The Agreement so the flag changing process must take a long time. We cannot make this decision ourselves for even with our slothful ways, it would be over too quickly. And the whimsical ways of the populace will change too quickly, bringing us more grief about The Agreement. We need to ensure no decision can be made quickly... Prepare the emergency Committee, and have the loyal TV ferret say what a wonderful idea it is. That'll sort it."
And so it was that the Committee [something the archivists will refer to and describe as an entity with more than three legs and no brain] came to be.
And the strategists looked upon this, and it was good. Too good. The process was still too quick!
"Let's ask the people if they want to change the flag! It'll obscure our intentions further, give them something other than The Agreement to talk about, and take their minds off the national (National?) shafting they'll get at the hands of international business. It should cost money... Not too much and not too little. Say... $26m. Polls say it'll not happen so we don't need to worry about actually doing anything (collective sigh of relief), and in the meantime the Committee can have lots of lunches and nice hotel rooms to stay in."
And the word was passed down. And so it came to be.
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