New
Zealand likes to portray itself as a small and nimble trading nation, with its
own will when it comes to foreign policy, and doing deals in our nation's
self-interest. According to the narrative, we are the plucky nation at the end
of the world, determinedly making our way in an increasingly turbulent environment,
always "punching above our weight" (as that simply ghastly phrase goes), never afraid to say what we
mean, and prepared to stand up for it. It has a whiff of naive innocence and
old-fashioned derring-do about it, which, although endearing, is simply not
true.
No,
our country has an unerring ability to put all our eggs in one basket, and then
wonder why things do not turn out quite as expected. When Britain announced in
1959 that it wanted to join the then European Economic Community, we were the
country that refused to believe it was happening, despite the nearly 15 years that
were to pass before Britain eventually joined Europe in 1973. And when the
penny slowly dropped and reality dawned, we spent the latter half of the 1960s
and the early 1970s trying to negotiate special annual access deals for our
agricultural exports. (The ultimate futility of this approach - the so-called New
Zealand "Special Case" - was put into perspective for me once in
Ireland when a particularly hostile Agriculture Minister told me that if I
could convince the farmers in his
largely rural constituency that they should sacrifice some of their prosperity
to protect the interests of farmers 12,000 miles away, then he would back New
Zealand's case in Brussels.)
After
Britain joined the EEC, we tried to diversify markets and latched upon Iran as
a likely trading partner, on a "dairy for oil" basis, only to have
that blown out of the water by the 1973 and 1979 Oil Shocks, and the overthrow
of our then new best friend, the Shah. Then
we lurched on to "dairy for Ladas" deals with the old Soviet
Union, only to have those deals crumble as the Soviet Union disintegrated.
Now,
we have discovered China, concluding about ten years ago the first free trade
China has made with any country. Bilateral relations between the two countries
have become extremely close, to the worrying extent that other traditional
partners are now showing concern that our ties to the world's largest nation
are making us somewhat of a soft "underbelly".
The
problem is that in pursuing a strong economic relationship with China, which is
very good for our exporters and economic prosperity, we have inevitably
sacrificed some of our soul. For example, China is one of the world's leading
death-penalty states, yet allegedly fearless, human rights upholding New
Zealand stays "relentlessly" silent on the frequency with which China
executes its citizens, for paralysed fear of upsetting her.
And
the appalling way we treat Taiwan - one of the strongest democracies in the
region, and a stark contrast to China in this regard - is a long-standing
national disgrace. It is absolutely proper for China to assert that Taiwan is
not an independent country, but a renegade province and inalienable part of
China, that they, by peaceful means, wish to recover. But that is an issue
between China and Taiwan. Other countries are free to make up their own minds. It
is not right for China to bully other nations to see the issue the way it does,
and to expect those nations to comply, because China says so. Here is the rank
hypocrisy: although Taiwan has formal diplomatic relations with only a small
and diminishing group of countries, virtually every country, including plucky,
brave independent New Zealand, maintains extensive backdoor quasi diplomatic
relations with Taiwan, and in reality treats it as a de facto, separate country
from China, but dares not say so.
Yet,
in a rare brave move on the trade front, New Zealand did conclude a free trade
agreement with Taiwan during the term of the previous government, but it now
needs to back that up with some political bravery to give even a shred of
substance to the romantic story we like to tell about ourselves.
The
Chinese basket may be the biggest yet, but the eggs within it are just as
breakable as those we have put in other baskets over the years. Sadly, we seem
unwilling to learn any lessons from the last 50 years or so, and so appear
pig-headedly destined to repeat all the same mistakes, and suffer the same
mishaps, all over again.
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