Just a collection of concluding sentences in recent political commentary.
The last week or two have been an ordeal for people tasked with covering party politics. As New Zealand First’s negotiating team has shuttled between the National and Labour suitors, lips have remained uncommonly sealed, and there hasn’t been an awful lot to, well, say.
We’ve read all the takes, however, and here present a summary, in found-poem form. Each line is a concluding sentence from a recently published commentary. (For sources click on the final punctuation mark.)
It feels like a shambles waiting to be explained, and then it either unravels or implodes.
Apart from that, all bets are off.
We should still expect better next time.
The waiting game goes on.
There may not be long to wait. Probably.
And we will have a government – soon, maybe.
Maybe. Or Maybe not.
For now, we are just going to have to wait a little longer.
Back to the tea leaves.
But for now, we wait.
In the absence of detail, speculation will continue.
We wait with bated breath.
We have had, and still deserve, a hell of a lot better.
Planet earth is blue, and there’s nothing I can do!
We’re quite happy to take suggestions.
We will hopefully soon have something of significance to report.