Political Caption Competition
Reti – Where is the economic growth Luxon promised us?
Doocey – Is it just coming up over that hill?
Simpson – I think it’s a person running toward us? Who is it?
Simeon – Oh God no, it’s Hooton with a new leadership coup!







National Party watchers observe flocks of migrants taking flight for Australia.
Caption. One last salute to the leader, before liqifaction, sucking at their ankles takes them down.
I thought the bald one on the end was Luxon. When the going gets tough he can use that bloke as a substitute and send him out to face the cutting criticisms as explained in this link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Political_decoy.
National numpties in a high crash zone looking for a green shoot.
Looks like politicos and their offsiders (and vice versa with extra vice) doing what they do well – play-acting. Looking for the fairground where all the political wheels accumulate, and the fat lady never sings (the females spend their time at reshaping clinics, moulding, enhancing, themselves). The males sit in dark caves behind steaming cauldrons of questionable flammability rubbing things to make genies pop out and weaving strange futures from numbers mixed with magical electrical powers.
What do you think?
Does it look like a mushroom cloud to you?
Natonal MPs watch their party’s poll results disappearing into the distance.
I can see another 30 bottom feeders getting their card board boxes ready for the night .
You’re right that is Luxon driving that Mr Whippy van
Funny thought, you get the chocolate coating on top AND popcorn.
National looking back to 1984, nothing’s changed.
National MPs watching was left of their careers.