Myrtles are on my mind. Not the genus 'Myrtle', but the subspecies 'Myrtlus Fergus', the common and garden Fergie 28. I want to reverse the current trend. Fergies towing boats down to the marina - how degrading! How belittling for the mighty machine that displaced the horse on so many farms after World War II. From one horse to 28 horses - just one small step for Myrtle.
I want to ennoble all Myrtles and enshrine them in the glory they justly deserve. I have been waiting for an appropriate time and I think I have found it.
The Rural News recently ran a headline "Make a Noise on R & D." "Noise matters; Governments listen to noise." These encouraging hints to New Zealand farmers come from the impeccable authority, Sir Peter Gluckman, the Prime Minister Science Advisor. He wants farmers to get more involved in R & D.
One Myrtle at full revs is unlikely to shake the pigeon poo off Parliament Buildings but think of say 100 or 200 Myrtles at full throttle driving up the steps of Parliament? Move over Ardern, forget the Fart Tax, we are here for some serious industrial strength protesting. We will make Joshua's Jericho trumpets sound like children's play time. There will be such a cacophony that the Minister of Science, the Hon Steven Joyce, will be forced to open the R & D vaults of Treasury. Farmers will take control of agricultural R & D. Long live Sir Peter!
Of course this is all satirical nonsense. A million miles of myrtles coupled together would not have the horsepower to tear down the walls that now surround agricultural science or to be more precise, the management of agricultural science. Thanks to the science reforms, farmers have been and remain disenfranchised from government funded agricultural R & D.