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Thank goodness! The TAB will be granted a monopoly on sports betting, because that model works so well in all the rest of our economy. Turns out though that the monopoly will be given to… Entain, a giant multinational betting company in exchange for 100 million dollars.
https://www.nzherald.co.nz/sport/racing/nz-bans-offshore-betting-tab-gains-monopoly-with-new-law/YL2MJEWX25EK5IY5XV7KOJH62Y/
Our NZ economic system is going rapidly downhill. David Seymour looks so bright and perky that it cheers everyone up. Surely he will throw us the right lifeline, with Luxon the bigger guy standing by for stony stability.
Someone made up a song years ago about Seymour’s sort of upbringing.
‘The Auctioneer’ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FItdgMQCYVI
Somehow both Seymour and Luxon et al think the same – that bits of NZ should be broken off the body politic and sold off. And Seymour seems in the midst of a fairy tale – the children’s story, The Gingerbread House.
…when she opened the oven, the Gingerbread Man leapt out and ran away, cheerily declaring, “Run, run, as fast as you can. You can’t catch me. I’m the Gingerbread Man!”. As the Gingerbread Man made his escape, he encountered various animals along the way—a cow, a horse, a dog, and two bears having a picnic—all of whom wished to eat him. But with his swift legs, he outran them all, chanting his catchy phrase… Despite their efforts, the little old woman and the little old man could not catch him. He is running still. And so it goes.
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