It’s election night in New Zealand. The prime minister’s fiancé is standing in the street outside their house, with a teatowel over his shoulder, handing out a tray of fried snapper bites and venison bites that he cooked (he also caught the fish and shot the deer) to the assembled journalists.
I’m so glad I live in a country where everything is so comparatively mellow and uncomplicated and everyone is so ordinary that we do things like this.
Abolish the pink tax.
“Around 2% of Black families have assets worth more than $1m; over 15% of white ones do” (The Economist, Federal Reserve Measure).