Kia ora, I remember walking along a footpath and seeing old men carrying covered bird cages. When I asked what they were doing I was told they were taking their birds for a walk.
They walked to a park where they took the covers off the cages and let the birds see each other and the park, the people, the light.
The old men sat on benches and talked to each other, had a really good time judging by the laughter. Then at a given signal (it seemed) they put the covers back on the cages and each went their separate ways.
The birds (and their owners) had had their treat, and now it was back to normal.
How much of the vicious nature of some political skulduggery now revealed is just taking the covers off the cages?
Once the election is over, will the covers be put back on and we’ll all pretend it’s not a pack of vultures under there – just a mild little singing bird?
Renée
