Be more like Norway
The headline alone was enough for me to think about Norway. Not surprising, as I grew up there in the 50s and 60s. I went to the very best secondary school in the country, not because my parents had money, they didn’t, but because I had good primary school results. I had the same German teacher as the present King Harald.
When I migrated to WA in 1966, as an unworldly lad of 19, it took me three months to start wondering what was this nonsense (being polite here) of digging iron ore out of the ground, loading it into ships, and sending it off to (in those days) Japan. Why weren’t they building a smelter in Port Hedland?
I have never stopped wondering, wondering about just about everything to do with anything we do in this country of squandered opportunities. Natural resources. Future fund (ours is a joke). Housing (the worst part of which is that negative gearing sucks Mum’s and Dad’s investments away from productive enterprises). And now, to cap it all, nuclear power stations.
All Australian MPs should be obliged to spend three months in Norway learning how to run a country.
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