God’s own cloud cuckoo land

Subsequent to the Brexit result it was reported trillions of dollars were lost on the share markets.

What happened to them? Were they burnt, destroyed, did somebody take them? No, they never tangibly existed; they were notional dollars. We live in a surreal world.

I know of a house in Auckland that's appreciated by $1 million during the
last 10 years. The equivalent of $100,000 per year or $2000 per week. No major improvements have been made, just routine maintenance. Where has the extra value come from?

As a punter I know there is no such bet as "as a sure thing". But it used to be a safe bet that 50 per cent of the people married last year were women and 50 per cent men. Not any more. Nothing is certain.

The question was raised in a newspaper as to whether six-person marriages are legal?

It used to be that if a baby had a penis it was a boy and if it had a vagina it was a girl. Not anymore; it would seem we are all on a scale somewhere between Arnold Schwarzenegger and Venus de Milo.

Girls in British girls' schools are to be called ‘pupils' as the term girl might offend some impressionable young girls – sorry, persons - who are not sure of their sexuality.

Modern language has been adulterated so that words such as ‘freedom fighters' are now termed ‘terrorists'.

International laws are ignored with impunity. Sovereign state boundaries might as well not exist, drones and mercenaries don't recognise them.

Personal privacy does not exist we are spied upon by our own government, which passes data to foreign powers. All in the name of preventing ‘freedom fighters' – sorry, terrorists - attacking us for what we have collectively done.

God's Own Country has become cloud cuckoo land.

P Dolden, Papamoa.

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