Economics

Someone has just pulled the plug. A South Island river system is hurtling down the pipes in the wall behind my head. Water heated by the churning of other water. Nothing is done sensibly in this country. Take the sun, for example; the sun is simple, but pie in the sky. If money flowed in rivers – well, nobody would care. Banks would be places for lonely fishermen. Green ripples of notes nonchalantly flowing to sea. Lovers brushing stray dollars out of each other’s hair.