And it has nothing to do with the rights, or lefts, of politics (a subject I tend to evade) because it doesn't matter which way the political sides are said to lean they all seem to be the same at the end of the day.
Nothing seems to work exactly right and just when things do seem to start going right something goes wrong.
Roger Moroney
Many of the governmental occupants have been known to regularly use the phrase "we have to get things right".
They've been saying it since horse and carriages took them from the House to the nearest bar but things still keep going wrong.
The other popular ones are "we have to put it right" and "let's get it right".
A while back I heard a slight variation in "it's all about getting things right" but of course as time tells us, nine times out of 10 they don't quite attain that ambition.
"We've just about got it right," would be a more fitting line.
I can see their point though, because getting something completely right is terribly difficult.
Very challenging.
I have always found it easier to get things wrong.
Because then you get the opportunity to utter that most accompanying word "sorry".
I have been getting things wrong since I was about 4 years old.
"What have you gone and done now?" were words I got to learn very quickly as Mum delivered them so often.
"Sorry," was about all I could reply as I tried to pick up the broken pieces of the most recent article or furnishing I had modified … into pieces.
It was an art I seemed to hone through life, to the point where I believe I am quite good at it.
Like buying hardware stuff like brackets and hinges.
They look dine and fandy at the hardware shop but when I get home and finally do the measurements I am forced to resort to that well-worn phrase "I got the wrong ones".
However, I then resort to another common phrase which Kiwis embrace.
"She'll be right."
For if it's wrong you make it right, which in my case when adapting or redesigning something which doesn't fit means getting out the hammer and whacking the bloody thing into shape.
Right and wrong.
Like this fluoride in the water thing … is it right or wrong, or more importantly, should one person be held up to say it's right, for all of us?
That tastes wrong for starters.
Further on the road of right and wrong no one ever goes up to someone who looks chirpy and asks "what's right?"
But if someone looks downcast they get asked "what's wrong?"
Oh yeah, and that old saying about "two wrongs don't make a right".
It's way off.
For if one is asked a question and has the option of three answers and the first two you submit are wrong, then you'll know the next one is right … thanks to the two wrongs.
Where's this all heading?
I've no idea.
I had planned to pen a wordy tale of how to fix complicated things but it's all gone wrong.
I was hoping halfway through this meandering missive that it would all come right and fall into literary shape.
But I couldn't find the hammer.
Roger Moroney is an award-winning journalist and observer of the slightly off centre
