John Key's tussle with a little Maori boy at Waitangi last weekend reminded me of the Iraqi dude who threw his shoe at George W. Bush. That guy has had a monument in the shape of a shoe put up in honour of him. This came as a rather large surprise to me as i thought any sense of humour that the Iraqi's may have had would have been destroyed along with their capital city. This caused me to realise that monuments don't just have to be in memory of some old guy who just so happened to stumble upon a lake or a river with some gold in. Perhaps a statue in honour of Antonie Dixon, perhaps a little more controversial than a shoe but imagine the press it would get if it depicted him in mid swing of his samurai sword, perhaps a P-pipe poking out of his front pocket. People would flock from around the globe to see this wonderful monument in honour of our nations craziest killer. Perhaps the increased tourism would get us out of recession, assuming that statue goers also take a ride on the luge or some shit.
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