MONDAY
People say I'm cavalier. Well let's all pull up a chair and make ourselves comfortable while we take a closer look at this word "cavalier", get to grips with it, unpack it, and analyse not just its meanings, but also its derivations and its many fascinating etymologies.
I have to warn you that I don't have all day. As a government minister, my responsibilities include handling the $3 billion Provincial Growth Fund, and this keeps me occupied most mornings, apart from Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday, and the weekends of course.
What day is it today? Monday? Well, no matter. Let's get down to business on this beautiful Monday morning in New Zealand, in Aotearoa, the land of the long white visible mass of condensed watery vapour floating in the atmosphere high above the general level of the ground.
Tea? Or coffee? Help yourself. Don't mind me. I'll tuck into this handsome breakfast but I'll talk between saying words which are even more of a mouthful. Cavalier. "Offhand, lordly, arrogant, lofty." Now you'd have to be a hundred kinds of stupid and mendacious to think that was true of me and if you insist on thinking it then, baby, that's your problem, don't waste my time with it, maybe you should seek help, maybe you should just – I'm putting this out there, I'm floating this as a possible solution - die.