Still one basket
New Zealand likes to portray itself as a small and nimble trading nation, with its own will when it comes to foreign policy, and doing deals in our nation’s selfinterest.
According to the narrative, we are the plucky nation at the end of the world, determinedly making our way in an increasingly turbulent environment, always ‘punching above our weight’ (as that simply ghastly phrase goes), never afraid to say what we mean, and prepared to stand up for it.
It has a whiff of naive innocence and oldfashioned derring-do about it, which, although endearing, is simply not true.
No, our country has an unerring ability to put all our eggs in one basket, and then wonder why things do not turn out quite