Cactus Kate

Memo to Lucy Lawless: NFWAB

Lucy Lawless has been gobbing off about playing Cactus Kate in a movie on Dirty Politics.

Looks like Cactus got in first today while on holiday.

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Why We Need A Low Flat Tax Political Party

I don’t care about¬†any other policy when I vote than the comparative taxation rates. ¬†The rest of the election issues are woolly woofter nonsense to me. ¬†The lower the tax rate the better, which is counter-intuitive for someone in my industry as the size of my wallet depends entirely on people wanting to find solutions to paying these higher taxes. ¬† Lower tax makes us redundant.

Bill English loves tax.  He must do as in his time as Finance Minister he has not once looked like making the slightest amount of tax reform that New Zealand needs to make it more internationally competitive.

So when ACT released their company rate policy to slash company tax from 28% to 12.5% it was immediately poo-pooed by the farmer from Dipton.

“You can’t open up too big a gap between the company tax rate and the personal tax rate. You just invite people to dodge taxes by setting up structures that make them look like companies instead of people.”

Right.

So the top tax rate on individuals is 33% and the company tax rate in New Zealand now is 28%.  The trust rate is 33%.  There currently is a 5% differential between a company rate and the top individual rate.

Thing is, all his farming mates (including himself) actually can and have paid less taxes by setting up structures that make them look like companies instead of people.  You know, the married couple on a small farm who operate it themselves.  Everyone knows what they are doing when they set up a structure in this way.  It is to pay less tax.

But Bill of course doesn’t want anyone else to be able to do this.

Well I have news for him.  Everyone who can do this already is.  And the salary and wage earners in New Zealand cannot actually tell their bosses they want to be contractors and set up companies so they never will be able to take advantage of it.

ACT of course needs to now come out and say that they have taken the Finance Minister’s fabulous advice and propose that company and individual tax rates should be the same – 12.5%. ¬†That’s what their policy at the last election was and it was a damn good one. ¬†A growing proportion of New Zealanders are not even net taxpayers at all. ¬†Why should the already beaten up middle classes take the brunt of excessive government spending. No matter if it is packaged in Bill English blue or David Parker red?

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A political commentator from the radical right: on the Budget

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No problems with disclosures from Cactus Kate, who writes for the NZ Herald

For political tragics, Budget days are the most exciting outside election days. The uninterested 99 per cent will remain more passionate about Queen’s Birthday traffic queues.

This offering is the “Pollsters Budget”, smelling as if National pollster Curia conned a committee of confirmed Labour voters to meet for pizza and $50, then appointed a moderator and banged together Billy’s Budget.

Election budgets should lob lollies to potential voters, not Opposition true believers. Again Bill English acted like the quintessential smug Kiwi farmer content with increasing wealth on unrealised tax-free capital gains. He bottled it.

English has morphed into a less witty Michael Cullen. That transformation is complete in accepting that Cullen’s Super Fund was not such a bad idea after all. Oh, to go back to the day English was secretly taped mumbling he wanted to sell Kiwibank.

Don’t worry Cactus. ¬†6 kids, 6 budgets. ¬†The message is clear: ¬†Unless Bill gets another baby on the way, this will be his last budget. ¬† Read more »

Sledge of the day

What is it with wealthy people who are also socialists and their propensity to act like sanctimonious, all knowing oracles, and worse their propensity to tell us they know better than the rest of us.

Once such person is Gareth Morgan, but his son isn’t far off.

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Rolling Stones Concert Review – Macau

If David Farrar can get away with reviewing boring plays then for my election year comeback to blogging I can warm up by reviewing the best show in the world. –¬†Cactus¬†Kate¬†

There was an horrific moment when in Sunday nights epic Macau Rolling Stones gig we saw what the band would have been like if Mick Jagger was hit by a bad eight ball and Keith Richards became front man. It was the stuff of nightmares with the only suitable remedy a quick trip to the concession stand.

I first heard the Stones music when the third man with a twenty (mumble) year age gap I semi co-habited with made me listen to them every second I was with him. In the morning most “older” men read the paper in a polite ritualistic request for silent time originating ¬†from too much time alone with the first wife. He would regurgitate Stones trivia. As a result of environmental necessity I absorbed quite a bit but never questioned his claim to have seen the Stones in Auckland in 1966. ¬†The maths didn’t add up.

When relationships are over less fortunate and far needier women often get a too large home, European car or beachfront bach.  Some of them even get custody of high maintenance things like children. I got something way cooler Рnot only an almost complete education but all of his Rolling Stones CDs. With the advent of iTunes I was eventually able to respectfully courier them back to their home.

During this past decade of OE I’ve never been in the right place to watch a Stones concert. As luck would have it this time I was. ¬†It did mean going to the Mainland sewer of sin and trekking through the smoke filled Venetian casino floor in a quest to seek my more than adequate accommodation. It was so adequate that but for the concert downstairs I would never have left. ¬†As it was true to Macau form I never left the hotel complex I stayed at.¬† Read more »

The Uncle Bully Syndrome

I have watched with increasing incredulity as the left wing and Maori have rounded on the kid who posted a video of a drunk 9 year old on Youtube and attacked him and his integrity…blaming him for all sorts of crimes in their mind ignoring the fact that there was a 9 year Maori kid drunk in a skate park, clearly without any supervision or anyone remotely interested in his wellbeing.

Tau Henare had a rush of stupid:

Then there was this woman:

Then the left wing apologists like kitchen-ware blogger Russell Brown who was angry that someone was using social media to highlight an issue…which Cactus Kate pointed out he’d spent all day talking about himself. Russell Brown even went on a social media witch hunt against Bradley Goudie taking screenshots of his Facebook. ¬† Read more »

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Happy Birthday Spanish Bride and Cactus Kate

Juana Smith, at the age of 17, painted by an unknown artist 1815 in Paris

Juana Smith, at the age of 17, painted by an unknown artist 1815 in Paris

It is Spanish Bride’s birthday today.

My father in law was reading a book by Georgette Heyer called The Spanish Bride. He liked the name of Harry Smith’s wife.

The book is about the true story of  Harry Smith and his wife Juana María de los Dolores de León Smith.

The town of Ladysmith is named after her.

In 1812, at the age of fourteen, she found herself orphaned and only with a sister, when her home town Badajoz was besieged for the fourth time during the Peninsular War. After the siege ended in a successful but very bloody storming by the British and Portuguese forces, the sisters sought protection from the plundering and pillaging soldiers by some British officers they found camping outside the city walls. One of them was Brigade-Major Harry Smith, of the elite 95th Rifles scout regiment, whom she married a few days later.

Instead of letting herself be sent home to her husband’s family, she chose to accompany him with the army. She remained with him throughout the rest of the war, accompanying the baggage train, sleeping in the open on the field of battle, riding freely among the troops, and sharing all the privations of campaigning. Her beauty, courage, sound judgment and amiable character endeared her to the officers, including the¬†Duke of Wellington, who spoke of her familiarly as Juanita; and she was idolized by the soldiers.¬† Read more »