We Know He Wouldn’t Agree

Bob Ivanoff and I are friends,
no surprise about it, we see
many things in a similar light,
one might say this is so despite
our cultural differences –

of which there are a few; Bob’s
a self-funded retiree who sells
Asian produce he grows himself
because he can, I sell avocados
at the Market because I have to.

Buying customers were few and far
between that dreary Sunday so we
set about fixing the Government’s
policy machine – done, need I say,
for the benefit of our fellow man.

Bob’s view mirrored mine – we hadn’t
compared notes, just used our years
of experience to decide where the
priorities lay; Health and Education.
No way could they be eclipsed with

grandiose posturing on short-term
arguments, whether environment
or economy based, and all the divisive
tripe about labour market regulation
was diversionary at the very least.

The beast of Global Warming needed
public debate with informed choices,
not an economy-derived formula of
user-pays while anointed investors take
the whole bloody cake.

We congratulated ourselves on a
coherent and sustainable policy
for future generations, but neither
of us felt it necessary to tell Johnny;
we knew he wouldn’t agree.
© 22 May 2007, I.D. Carswell