George
Ego, confidence, cockiness or whatever you call it, can be seen as an advantage by some and a hindrance by others. It is about money/mouth stuff. There is a tolerance if the money matches the mouth, but ridicule if the mouth is its master, or in the case of the PM, is its mistress. The amount of mouth we have had to endure from our PM over the last six weeks has been excruciatingly excessive. The money is Grant Robertson’s domain.
The daily appearance of our PM conducting her orchestra of brain dead journalists is as appealing as sitting through a primary school orchestral recital at prize-giving, but without the cuteness and with the knowledge it will only have to be endured once.
Why on earth is this daily pantomime continuing? It is becoming increasingly obvious that the PM is systematically wallowing in her exposure. For weeks she has added absolutely nothing of substance that could not have been delivered by Ashley Bloomfield. Her body language on stage is akin to a strutting peacock with its tail at full plumage, and testimony to this is that her feathered earrings have become the focus of our enquiring media. That is how sad our lives have become.
When our PM parted with these words of wisdom, “It’s as much up to every New Zealander as it is up to me,” she was only kidding. It’s all about her lock, stock and barrel.
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