The Confessions of a Sunken Voter by Trevor Plumbly

I quite like Australians but they’ve got some strange habits. Like compulsory voting. Regardless of their sensitivities, Sheila, Bruce et al are required by law to endorse someone’s path to power. Things are a bit more considerate of human frailty here in the gentle green hills of NZ: we get to choose. We can either take a punt at whose particular brand of snake oil we want to try, or simply not bother to vote at all, which, on the face of it, is probably the best option. It avoids the pain… Read More