Recently, I've found the most difficult part of writing a post to be writing the beginning. To get people to read a post, I imagine the writer needs a punchy introduction. If you begin a post with something vapid and shapeless, or something too much to the point like "In tonight's post I want to talk about the differences between New Zealand's political system and America's", you risk putting off the audience before you've even started. You want to slide into a post laterally but I have had trouble doing this for a while. For months now, writing this blog has been more a chore than a pleasure. Readers will have noticed that I used to talk about my life a lot and haven't done so for a long time. I deal with a lot of low level depression and spend a large part of my day in bed having vivid dreams, sometimes good but often bad. There seems to be no point to anything – I think very few people read this blog and, although I often consider the possibility of writing a book of philosophy in which I present in a unified form many of the conclusions I have tentatively reached in this blog, I don't know if the 'achievement' of a non-academic self-publishing a book about ontology and epistemology, a book which no one will read, is sufficient to give a person's life meaning. Seven years ago I re-entered the Mental Health Service wanting to get it on the official record that I'm heterosexual and always have been; for much of the last seven years I have been treated by people who think I'm either lying or delusional. It seems that my current psychiatrist has finally accepted that I'm heterosexual but I'm still diagnosed schizophrenic. He appears to have no working definition of the term 'schizophrenia' at all. He asked me once not to mention him in this blog and so I won't except to say that he's just another stupid asshole. Every fortnight I go into the Taylor Centre and have a needle stuck in my backside, an injection of a long-lasting formulation of the antipsychotic olanzapine, and apart from this I have no contact with anyone in the Mental Health System at all except for a hourly appointment with my moronic psychiatrist once every two or three months, an appointment that it is simply a rubber-stamping of my diagnosis. Is it any wonder I'm unhappy?
In tonight's post I want to talk about the difference between New Zealand's political system and America's. I then want to talk about my life a little. But we'll begin with New Zealand. I watch CNN quite a bit and have noticed that my home country features much more than it used to in the American media.. Our Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern has even featured recently on a Time Magazine cover. Twenty years ago, New Zealanders became excited if someone famous overseas even mentioned New Zealand in passing – we were accustomed to being overlooked. We are a little island nation at the bottom of the world with a current population of a little under five million and, according to popular mythology, far more sheep than people, although if you drive around New Zealand, you'll notice a lot more cows than sheep. There are several reasons why New Zealand has a higher profile today than it once did. Peter Jackson and the
Lord of the Rings movies showcased New Zealand's stunning landscape and cinematic ingenuity, while
Flight of the Concords brought to American attention New Zealanders' self-deprecating sense of humour. The Christchurch terrorist attack made world news and Jacinda's reaction to it was hailed for its inclusivity and true compassion. More recently our response to the Covid-19 pandemic has received plaudits. It is possible we may have eliminated the virus entirely although, to be honest, I worry about what may happen when we relax lockdown restriction and pass over into the winter season. The other day I read that one of New Zealand's favourite sons, Taika Watiti, had been entrusted with the task of co-writing and directing the next Star Wars movie. It seems that New Zealand today punches far above its weight.
With all the attention New Zealand has received recently, my American readers may be curious to learn a little about our political system from someone who lives here. The question you Americans may well ask is, "Why is New Zealand fortunate enough to have Jacinda while we are stuck with Trump?" Jacinda has been called the anti-Trump. A part of the explanation for this stark difference between the two leaders is that New Zealand has a somewhat different culture than the US, a different set of values, but another part is the difference between the New Zealand and American political systems. This is what I want to talk about in this post. I will also talk about my life a little, if I can bring myself to.
The government of the United States has three branches: the judiciary, the legislature, and the executive. My American readers will of course know this from their civics classes. What many of my American readers may not know is that when the Constitution was written and signed, in 1787, the political structure was modelled after the British system. The House of Representatives is modelled after the House of Commons, the Senate is modelled after the House of Lords, and the President essentially has the powers of a Constitutional Monarch. However, the British political system is obviously, today, very different from the American system. Although the Queen has many powers, can declare war or dissolve parliament (powers known as the 'royal prerogative'), in practice she always defers to the Prime Minister and his or her cabinet, who are elected members of the House of Commons. (The current Prime Minister is Boris Johnson.) The Queen's role is largely ceremonial or ornamental; likewise the House of Lords is more or less toothless today. In America, the legislature and the executive are quite distinct branches of Government – the President is head of the executive branch and Mitch McConell and Nancy Pelosi lead the two legislative houses. But in Britain, there is a smudging of the line between the executive and legislature. The Prime Minister and his Cabinet are elected Members of Parliament who also administer the government; they make executive decisions but also draft and pass laws. It is Boris Johnson, rather the Queen, who really leads the UK, in the sense of being the one who actually has the power to legislate and govern.
New Zealand is a member of the Commonwealth and so (this may surprise some of my American readers) our head of state is also the Queen of England. Likewise, Canada, Australia, and other Commonwealth countries have the Queen of England as their head of state. It would be impracticable to have the Queen signing off our legislation and appointing our ministers, and so she appoints, at the recommendation of the New Zealand Prime Minister, a representative to carry out her constitutional duties, known as the Governor-General. Our current Governor-General is Dame Patsy Reddy – but if you ask the average New Zealander the name of our current Governor-General, he or she will be unable to tell you. Like the Queen in Britain, the Governor-General has largely a ceremonial, ornamental function and doesn't participate visibly in the government. In 1975, as the result of a constitutional crisis, the Australian Governor-General dissolved the Australian Parliament, so the Governor-General does indeed have some powers, but in practice he or she does not exercise these powers. It is the Prime Minister and her Cabinet who, in practice, have almost all the power, who govern.
New Zealand has a single house of representatives, known as Parliament, and the Government is picked from the party who has a majority of seats or, in the case of a coalition, from the parties who have together won the most votes and can enter into a political relationship with each other. In addition to the Prime Minister, the governing parties choose other Ministers, such as the Deputy Prime Minister, Minister of Finance, Minister of Education, Minister of Defence, Minister of Arts and Culture, and so on. The senior Ministers together form a group known as Cabinet who make decisions collectively (although the Prime Minister has considerable sway over Cabinet decisions). All Ministers are also first of all elected members of Parliament. Cabinet decisions tend to become law because members of Parliament generally vote along party lines. As in the UK, there is, therefore, an elision of the distinction between the legislature and the executive. I'll try to translate this situation into American terms. It would be as if Nancy Pelosi were the officially recognised leader of the Democrat Party and picked Cabinet members, such as the Secretary of State, from among fellow Democrats elected to the House of Representatives. The President would be the equivalent of the Governor-General, largely ceremonial, ornamental, otiose, redundant. Of course this is not the case, but the thought experiment is interesting.
Another important aspect of the New Zealand political organisation is that we have an MMP voting system. I won't get into the subtleties of MMP here but it has two important consequences. It enables a larger number of parties to get into Parliament than FPP systems, such as the US has, do, and it ensures that the number of seats a party has in Parliament is roughly proportional to the popular vote it received in the last election. In America, you only have a choice between two parties: if you want to get rid of Trump, even if you don't like Joe Biden, even if you suspect that he might have dementia, you have to hold your nose and vote for him. In New Zealand, we have five parties currently represented in Parliament and the average voter can rationally pick any one of them. Going from Right to Left, these parties are ACT, the National Party, New Zealand First, the Labour Party, and the Greens. Jacinda is head of the Labour Party. I myself tend to vote for the Greens but consider this a vote for a Labour-led coalition. It may interest my New Zealand readers to learn that I actually know David Seymour, the leader of the ACT party, a little because my father's partner is his aunt.
So why does all this mean that New Zealand gets to have Jacinda while the US is stuck with Trump? We need to look at the process which led to her becoming the Prime Minister of New Zealand. Jacinda, who was born in 1980, graduated from the University of Waikato in 2001. I don't know what degree she earned but it seems reasonable to suppose that she studied Political Studies or perhaps History, because I suspect that she has been interested in politics for most of her life. Immediately after finishing her degree, she worked in Helen Clark's office as a researcher. (Helen Clark was leader of the Labour Party for fifteen years and Prime Minister for nine. She also nearly became Secretary-General of the UN.) Jacinda also worked for a time in Britain for the Cabinet Office during the 1994-2010 Labour government under Tony Blair or Gordon Brown. In 2008, she was elected president of the International Union of Socialist Youth. Jacinda can fairly be described as a career politician; the term 'career politician' has a pejorative ring to it but it is not necessarily a bad thing. It can sometimes mean that a person actually knows her stuff. My American readers, knowing a little but not a lot about Jacinda, may be surprised to learn that she is quite happy for people to call her a 'socialist'. In the US, the word 'socialist' has politically ruinous connotations but New Zealanders don't have the same dislike of socialism as Americans do.
In 2008, Jacinda was elected to Parliament as a list MP (that is, an MP without an electorate). That year the National Party won the election and, under John Key, governed for the next nine years. During this time, she sat across from the Government in the Opposition seats. Also during this period, the Labour Party had five different leaders. Now, in the US, political parties don't exactly have leaders. But it is instructive to consider how Republicans and Democrats choose their presidential nominees. As I understand it, party members in a particular state vote for the person they most want to represent the party in the upcoming election and these votes are then translated into delegates who then go to a convention to formally pick the candidate. The exact protocol differs from state to state: some states allow independents and members of the opposing party to vote and some don't, and some states send a number of delegates proportional to the number of votes received while other states have a winner-takes-all approach to delegate numbers. In New Zealand, the process of picking a party leader is quite different and in fact varies from party to party. Up until 2013, the Labour Party caucus, the Labour MPs in Parliament, chose the leader. In 2013, the protocol was changed: forty percent of the vote comes from caucus, twenty percent from party members, and twenty percent from Labour Party affiliates, that is, trade unions. Even with the change in rules, sitting MPs have a great deal of say over who becomes the leader. In the lead-up to the 2017 election, the leader of the Labour Party was Andrew Little and Jacinda was the Deputy Leader, having been unanimously elected to that position in March of that year. In August 2017, the Labour Party was polling at historically low levels and Little publicly expressed doubt about whether he was best suited to lead the Party. Immediately the media turned on him and he was forced to resign. Jacinda then automatically became leader of the Labour Party.
In September, the election was held. The National Party won 56 seats and the Labour Party 46 seats. This seems like a clear-cut victory for the National Party but fails to take into account the Green Party, which, being further to the Left than the Labour Party, can only form a coalition with Labour. The Greens won eight seats. This means that Right-wing bloc consisting of ACT and the National Party had 57 seats and the Left-wing bloc, consisting of Labour and the Greens, had 54 seats. Neither side had the 61 seats necessary to govern in the 120 seat Parliament, and New Zealand First, under its leader Winston Peters, with its nine seats, was left in the position of king-maker, a situation Peters had found himself in before. After about a fortnight, Peters announced that he would support a Labour-led government. I don't remember his speech perfectly but I remember feeling that he had decided to put the good of the country ahead of his own ambition, his own short-term interests. In return for Winston's support, he was appointed Deputy Prime Minister and the Greens were excluded from the governing coalition, although they continue to support the Labour-led government.
We can compare Jacinda's rise to power with Trump's. Unlike Jacinda, who had spent her whole life training to become a national leader, Trump had no experience with government at all before becoming President. Bill Clinton had been Governor of Arkansas for around ten years before being elected President, George W. Bush had been Governor of Texas, and Barack Obama had served most of a term as a Senator. Trump was a failed real estate mogul and reality TV star. It seems to me that his run for President was a publicity stunt and that he didn't even expect to win. During the Primary season and into the Presidential election, the American media lavished attention on Trump. Even the commentators who thought Trump's Presidential bid absurd, people like Jon Stewart, talked about him all the time, raising his profile. Fox News further blew him up. Consequently, Trump attracted a sizeable constituency of angry and stupid white American voters. For close to four years, liberals have wrung their hands, asked themselves and each other why Americans would have voted for Trump. Different theories abound. One is that economic stagnation drove poor Americans to the insane belief that supporting a Republican candidate would be in their economic interests, that an outsider who presented himself as a saviour would somehow miraculously improve their quality of life. A second is that support for Trump grew out of resentment and suspicion created by being told what to do and think by an educated elite. A third theory is, simply, racism. I don't know the reason Americans support Trump but I do worry that, despite everything that has happened, he'll be re-elected at the end of the year.
Trump's election has been called a failure of democracy. Political pundits regularly point out that Hilary Clinton won the popular vote in 2016 and that Trump was only elected as a result of the peculiarities of the Electoral College. In the final analysis, however, the reason why New Zealand is fortunate enough to have Jacinda while America is stuck with Trump is not because New Zealand is more democratic than the US but because it is less. Jacinda was selected as leader of the Labour Party largely by other MPs in Parliament. And she was gifted the Prime Ministerial role by Winston Peters. The MMP system is fairer than the American system (our system isn't bedevilled by gerrymandering) but we don't live in a pure democracy. Our government combines elements of democracy and technocracy. The term 'technocracy' can be loosely defined as 'government by the experts'. Jacinda is at once a democrat and a technocrat. She was picked by experts and is an expert on government. This is why she is so much better than Trump.
I am a patriotic New Zealander and readers may wonder how I square my faith in the goodness of New Zealand with my obvious antipathy toward its Mental Health System. Psychiatry, as a medical speciality, is the same throughout the developed world; most of the theories and research into mental 'illness' come from the United States. With almost no exception, the psychiatrists who have treated me have been foreigners. Antony Fernando is a Filipino and I believe received his psychiatric qualification from an American university. Jennifer Murphy is Irish. I was treated by a British woman of Caribbean ethnicity. My current psychiatrist is a white American. It doesn't seem to matter which country a psychiatrist comes from, they share a common culture and subscribe to a common idiotic dogma. I believe the world would be better off if we just got rid of psychiatry entirely and put mental health issues in the hands of competent psychologists and counsellors.
At this point in the post, I wish to move away from politics and discuss someone I got to know a little, another patient,. Every fortnight I go to the Taylor Centre to receive an injection of Olanzapine; following the injection I have to wait around for two hours in case I suffer something known as 'post-injection syndrome'. During this observation period, I have the opportunity to talk to other patients who have received their injections around the same time. All of them are quite different from each other; the only thing schizophrenics and bi-polars have in common is the diagnosis of a serious mental illness and the medication they either take voluntarily or are legally forced to take. I tend to like all these other patients – the patient I wish to describe however was someone I couldn't really warm to. I first met Julian perhaps eight months or a year ago. We were sitting in the waiting room of the Taylor Centre and I noticed him sitting across the room, loudly and pointedly singing "Bohemian Rhapsody". On another occasion, I was sitting with him in the waiting room and he said to another client waiting there, a female and perfect stranger, "You're very pretty. Can I give you a hug?" During the observation period a little before or after this, we were all watching
The Chase. One of the question concerned 'Gaelic football' – when I answered the question, it must have triggered Julian's paranoia. He had brought up his Key Worker and suddenly announced to the room, "He's straight and I'm gay!" This sudden pronouncement discomfited the nurses and social workers present, one of whom said, "Maybe you should keep these things to yourself."
About a fortnight later, I was outside having a cigarette when Julian approached me and asked me if I could give him a hug. I said, "I don't hug men." He then asked me how many women I'd slept with. I replied, honestly, "Four". He said that he had slept with twenty-five women, almost certainly a lie. He then added that he'd slept with men as well. I asked him, "Are you bisexual?" He replied that he'd only slept with men under the influence of drugs. About a fortnight later again, I was in the observation room with him and he asked me, "What's your view on male-male sensuality?" I replied that I wasn't a fan of it because I was neither gay nor bisexual. He said, "Would you consider having gay sex to spite the Mental Health Service?" I said, "I wouldn't have gay sex full stop."
Another fortnight later, I was in the waiting room with several people, including Julian and another patient, Seamus. Seamus asked Julian to stop sending him "creepy texts". I found out subsequently that Seamus had given Julian his cell phone number because Julian was interested in a job Seamus knew about. Since then, Julian had been sending Seamus, who is straight, texts saying, among other things, that Seamus had "a very sexy body." I believe that Seamus laid a complaint against Julian because, since that day, I never saw Julian again. I get on well with Seamus though. A little after all this, I told Seamus, "The psychiatrists think I'm like Julian." Seamus commented, "You must have had a really bad psychiatrist." Of course, I
did have a really bad psychiatrist for many years, Antony Fernando.
The previous couple of paragraphs have simply been a bald narration of my interactions with Julian, a narration without interpretation. I wish to say something more, something deeper, about Julian. Obviously he is gay but has difficulty stating it and difficulty understanding that other people are not gay. Much of the ambiguity surrounding his sexuality can be cleared away if we suppose that he arrived at homosexuality quite late in life. This would explain his affinity with Freddie Mercury. It is even possible that he was coerced or bullied into homosexuality by Mental Health workers, something that could conceivably have happened to me if I'd let it. Like me, Julian was an unwilling patient and on several occasions he brought up the Human Rights Act with the implication that he felt that his human rights were being infringed. I think he has a point. Julian has a disagreeable, challenging personality but I don't believe this is sufficient grounds to force a person to take medication for the rest of his or her life. Gay men have to meet other gay men somewhere, somehow. Personally, I think gay men should only hit on other men at gay bars or through social media sites like Grinder. But in the real world perhaps gays and lesbians can meet other gays and lesbians anywhere. I think of a scene from the Peter Sellars comedy
Being There in which a chap approaches Chauncey Gardiner and discreetly propositions him, saying, "Have you ever slept with a man?" Chauncy replies, "Not that I can recall."
In this post, I have discussed two people whose names both begin with the letter J – Jacinda and Julian. I want to finish this post with a little housekeeping. Just before the coronavirus started hitting New Zealand, I wrote a long essay about my whole life that I sent to the Herald. In that essay I said a couple of things that I have never shared on this blog. I have said that my worst experience of psychosis occurred in the first part of 2009 while I was taking the antipsychotic Risperidone. What I had not shared before is that the reason for my psychosis that year was my sure knowledge that I was taking a drug intended to treat homosexuality, a condition I didn't have. I also wish to make a correction. Several years ago, I wrote a post "Concerning Dreams" (the second post with that title) in which I described encountering bFM producer Jose Barbossa at the Big Day Out in 2007. This post was I admit quite badly written (I referred to the film
The Human Centipede as
The Human Caterpillar), and in it I said that, when I encountered Jose, I sensed that he was attracted to me. This was wrong. What I actually realised at the time was that
he thought
I was attracted to
him – wrongly, of course, because I am heterosexual. It upsets me that Jose still thought I was gay at this time because I had brought a girl I was hitting on into the studio several times in the week or two prior to the Big Day Out being held. It is possible that the reason for my total misdiagnosis and mistreatment by the Mental Health System occurred because, either directly or indirectly, a false statement that I had hit on Jose Barbossa had reached the psychiatrist seeing me. I don't know if this happened but it makes sense to suppose that a false report that I sometimes hit on men had got into my official record right at the very beginning.
At the beginning of this post, I said it is difficult to know how to begin a post. Likewise, it is difficult to know how to end one. Perhaps I'll just quote Chris Cuomo and tell my readers, "Stay well." In these difficult times, a little optimism goes a long way.