In the absence of those who make the rules, do the rules still exist?

Now there’s something worth thinking about.

If the legally elected government of New Zealand buggered off, overnight – if we woke up and there was no government and no police and no jumped up little bureaucrats and no anyone to enforce the laws of this land, would the laws of the land still exist?

I’d argue that, in a power vacuum (which is a place where the power is gone, not some sort of vacuum cleaner, by the way) it is a total free-for-all and may the best woman win.

And that woman is me.

My mother created a power vacuum when she copped to the murder charge. Sure, the word is she’s having second thoughts about it, but that doesn’t change the fact that we’re left out here, on our own, making our own way in the world. She’s not getting out any time soon and we need to wake up to that fact and make plans accordingly.

When you have no moral authority telling you how to live your life; when you have some power-tripping spinner trying to tell you how to live your life; and when you have a useless husband who is of absolutely no use in your life…

When that’s the hand you’re dealt with, then pardon my French but I am absolutely going to do what it fucking takes to survive and fuck the rest of them.

Needs must.