On The Couch With Transport Minister Simeon Brown
Just lie back and relax Mr Brown. You seem tense.
I couldn’t get a park right outside, that’s all. And I had to stop for a train. But it’s nothing.
Your colleagues seem concerned.
Well I don’t know what that’s about.
Is it about the roads of national significance?
I have no idea what you mean.
I understand that you got quite vociferous in a Cabinet subcommittee meeting about the seventeen roads of national significance.
There’s nothing wrong with being vociferous.
Is it true that you were standing on a table shouting ‘Every road is a road of national significance!’ and ‘No road left behind!’?
I was just expressing a point of view.
And that you were arguing for no speed limit at all, and leading a chant of ‘Free the cars! Free the cars!’?
Blue-sky thinking, that’s all. Look, I think you’ve gravely underestimating the importance of roads in this country. They keep the hot wheels of the economy turning.
Sorry what was that?
I said roads keep the wheels of the economy turning.
You said ‘hot wheels’.
Did I? I mis-spoke.
Simeon, when you were a boy did you have a Hot Wheels car?
What business of that is yours?
Well if you don’t want to tell me about it –
It was a 1965 Chevrolet Impala lowrider. Hot Wheels 1998 classic edition. Metalflake dark purple paint, yellow and orange trim, ten-spoke gold wheels, tan interior.
And did you play with it much?
All the time. I would roll it across the kitchen floor. It would go and go.
And what did that feel like, Simeon?
It felt like freedom.
I imagine you became quite attached to it.
No, not really.
It didn’t mean a lot to you, this little Cadillac?
Chevrolet. And no, not all.
What happened to it?
I can’t remember. I don’t know. Toys, little things, you lose track of them.
Search your feelings, Simeon. I think we’re close to a breakthrough here. What happened to the car?
There… there was a hill.
Go on.
We lived at the top of a big hill. One day I took my car - my Hot Wheels 1965 Chevrolet Impala lowrider with metalflake dark purple paint, yellow and orange trim, ten-spoke gold wheels and tan interior - out the gate. And I put it on the footpath, and I pointed it down the hill and I pushed it. I wanted to see how fast it could go.
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