Make it snappy.

You'd be hard pressed to get more than a few words out of me at the best of the times, but everyone I've spoken to about this blogging business has told me, "keep it short and simple." Advice that one in less politically correct times could have applied to picking your wife. But no, we live in enlightened times, far be it for me to pervert the course of justice in any way, shape or form.

And so here we are, on the brink of a new millennium, the 21st Century, proudly part of Asia sort of, twenty years without a decent sized catastrophic earthquake, and fingers crossed, here's to another twenty. What a heck of an exciting time to be starting a political party. I'll grant you, we face hurdles. For one, we're about three months out from an election, and no one has heard of us. And I use the world "us" loosely, for this is a one man party. Where I grew up in North Canterbury, in the lucerne fields of Sheffield, "one man party" meant something else entirely. And so I must invite people to this party, or fear being misunderstood and labelled the proverbial "wanker."

So I am projecting my virtual voice out into what they call Cyberspace, and saying: join me in the Lawrence Party! Positions are available on the party list. From a shortlist of 1000, the strongest will be chosen to make a party list of one hundred and twenty. Unfortunately, not even a position on the party list guarantees you will become a Member of Parliament, but let's just say, this juggernaut's going all the way to the Beehive and you better get on cos it's going to be one hell of a ride!