ROGER PARTRIDGE: Taking comfort from the 1970s
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- Mar 21
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When a story recently emerged about the government getting advice on carless days under the Petroleum Demand Restraint Act, older New Zealanders will have felt a warm flush of nostalgia.
The 1979 restrictions brought coloured windscreen stickers announcing the weekday car owners had promised not to drive. Thursday proved the most popular choice. A thriving black market followed. Forty-three percent of vehicles secured exemptions.
The first person prosecuted under the original scheme was caught driving at 3.45 am –after falling asleep in his car following a party. His designated non-driving period had begun at 2 am.
Petrol consumption fell by a paltry three per cent. The policy was abandoned.
But the story got me thinking. Which of the 1970s’ other good ideas might be worth reviving?
They were halcyon times for a teenager growing up in Auckland.
If you wanted a holiday job, you first had to join a union. In my case, the Storemen and Packers Union. Card-carrying membership was required before the first box could be packed.
The drinking age was 20. If you happened to be 18 in your first year at university, this was a rather obvious design flaw.
Telephones came attached to walls by cords long enough to reach the kitchen bench, but rarely the couch. Television remotes had cords as well. Freedom had limits.
Imported goods were largely theoretical. If something was branded, stylish or made overseas, it was either unavailable in New Zealand, or cost a year’s wages. Import licences protected New Zealanders from the dilemmas of consumer choice. And foreign appliances.
Telethon was the year’s great national spectacle. The country gathered around the television for 24 hours while Selwyn Toogood urged us to give generously. The Osmonds appeared. Lauren Bacall also came and asked what on earth was going on. We understood her confusion. We watched anyway.
Wage and price controls. Think Big. Public debt rising from $4 billion to $22 billion in less than a decade. Britain disappearing into Europe just as New Zealand discovered the risk of depending on a single export market.
There was also trouble in Iran.
Rogernomics eventually rescued us from the 1970s. Yet oddly, the Petroleum Demand Restraint Act still survives.
Nearly half a century on, Treasury is again projecting persistent deficits and a debt crisis. The 1970s, it turns out, did not need reviving. We managed that ourselves.
Still, it’s comforting to know we can stop people driving on Thursdays.
This article first appeared in the NZ Initiative newsletter.
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I think many of us who had come of age before or during the 70s remember them as the best time of our lives. We were the 1/2 gallon 1/4 acre pavlova paradise, there was solid, friendly intercultural relations, a strong sense of national pride and shared values. We were naive, though, and easy to fleece...Muldoon's Think Big drove us into debt, and most of us know the stories from the Opal Files about how the country that was touted as the world's most honest and transparent was really rotten at the core...from the Biz Roundtable to Mr. Asia. 50 years later the problems have compounded, but the internal rot remains because we don't have the collective spine to …
I had to have a smile at this article as I recently did a road trip through the South Island with a Aussie mate who quipped
About our trip - the accommodation etc
“It’s like New Zealand got to 1975 and said that’s it - that’s as much progress as we can handle and this is where we are going to stay “
Given the current situation - it certainly shows our political system seems glued to the 70 ‘s
The 70’s and 80’s led to massive changes that are now coming home to roost.
In the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s we had a totally different social culture that added a lot of cohesion to society.
We did not shop 7 days a week, work weekends, and employee conditions improvements were protected and fought for to maintain and improve.
Then it all changed. The “me” society decided shopping was a recreation activity demanding weekend shopping and working. No extra dollars were available to retailers but they had to be open more hours to maintain turnover. Malls were created and they dictated the shop hours. Of course shopping for recreation being hard work, the cafes, bars and restaurants wanted to capitalise…
The price of fuel ? Doesnt seem to be affecting the 3am hoons, road is black with rubber, noise is a pain in the arse, rubbish everywhere, (ring the cops and you get, ahem, will look into it, probably have to get someone out of bed) oh, hang on, we are probably paying for it as well.
If ever there was a time for a capital gains tax, it was during the Douglas disaster in the '80s, commercial property was doubling in price every 2 years. the property we were renting went from $16,000 to $70,000 in 4 years. Investment companies became a dime a dozen, Corporate raiders were lurking everywhere, stripping companies of their assets with no real benefit. It was a giant ponzi scheme that Douglas oversaw, it was political treason as hundreds/thousands of millions of $ went off shore to pay back loans made to property investors when. It was the start of problems NZ has not recovered from. F-uck Douglas for what he did, and Ardern as well for what she and Napki…