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Letters from the Southern Man
Migrating is more than just filling in forms and submitting paperwork, its a complex process that will test even the most resilient of people.
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Four Golden Rules Sorely Tested
I think I have in the past shared with you my four golden rules for surviving the immigration process with some of your mental faculties left intact:
- Assume nothing about your eligibility
- Suspend logic – there is little to be found in the visa process
- There’s a good chance when you think you understand the rules your Visa will be processed by an immigration officer who does not understand the rules
- Don’t believe everything you read on the Immigration Department’s website
If this sounds a little uncharitable to the Department become a client of ours and you will very soon see what I mean.
Only this week I can give you good examples of all four rules in action.
Last week I wrote of the little drama over claims coming from the Christchurch Branch Work Visa Manager that he and his colleagues were going to ‘get tough on those entering New Zealand as visitors and subsequently applying for Work Visas’. This was obviously a real concern because entering New Zealand as a visitor with a view to exploring the country and checking it out (including employment opportunities) as a visitor is entirely lawful. If someone decides they like it, they find a job and wish to apply for a Work Visa that is not only entirely lawful but the way the labour market works. The Work Visa Manager in Christchurch expressed his surprise that employers and recruiters demanded to interview applicants in person and in New Zealand.
I asked his boss, the Branch Manager, to both explain what her position on those comments were and to consider granting my client a short term Work Visa as an exception while we resolved a relatively minor health issue that was holding things up.
If you recall both the case officer and the Work Visa Manager had flatly refused to consider this simple request.
To her credit she agreed and the client is now working with a 12 month work visa granted as an exception.
She has also in a nice sort of way put her employee back in his box by confirming my understanding of the law is accurate.
Which is good news for the city of Christchurch because if they wish to avoid living in the ruins of their downtown for all eternity this office is going to need to take a sensible and pragmatic approach to the conflicts that exist across Visitor, Work and Residence Visa policies and take a ’big picture’ approach to those, like my client, who travel to New Zealand as visitors, establish they are employable, establish this is a country they wish to settle in, secure work and apply for work visas followed, quite legitimately, by Residence Visas.
The Government could of course assist the officers in their task quite simply.
If a person has been selected from the skilled migrant pool with a job offer and they have been invited to apply for residence, the prima facie claim to that residence has been established. While we know that guarantees nothing in terms of Residence Visa outcomes and significant numbers of people who are invited to apply for residence are subsequently declined (often through no fault of their own) surely the creation of a temporary class of Work Visa for these people does not threaten the integrity of the immigration process?
To do so of course would be a clear breach of Golden rule # 2……
I have also been analysing some statistics on skilled migrant approval, decline and work to residence rates for INZ London, Beijing and Shanghai branches as part of our ongoing monitoring of decisions in those markets.
Those of you that have been reading this blog for a while will know that skilled migrant decline rates coming out of China two years ago were significant and hovered around 80% in Shanghai and Beijing for some time. After months of work and investigation we were able to force change on the Chinese branches which has led to the decline rates plummeting for all applicants. Although none of our cases were being declined we were being asked constantly to help those that had been declined who used other agents or had tried negotiating the process themselves.
In the latest statistics Work To Residence (WTR) Visa decisions still dominate with Shanghai granting around 80% of all Skilled Migration applicants the WTR visa and Beijing coming in just behind at 75%. Without tempting fate (or immigration officers) I can confirm that all of our clients since these officers were given ‘refresher training’ in the policy some 18 or so months ago have been granted Residence Visas following their interviews without leaving home.
Officers in those two Chinese branches continue to appear to ask them after the interview – ‘Is there any compelling reason why I should grant this family a Residence Visa?’ when the question policy actually asks is ‘Is there any compelling reason why I should not grant this family Residence Visas?”
While the fact that decline rates have plummeted is a vast improvement it is clear the de facto position of these two branches is to think that a Work Visa is the most appropriate outcome for applicants from their ‘catchment’. They expect virtually everyone they want to approve residence to get on planes, fly to New Zealand, find employment and then secure their residence.
When their colleagues in London continue to grant Residence Visas to the significant majority (upwards of 80%) of applicants from their markets of Europe, Africa, North and South America one can only ask why? What is the difference between Brazilian, German, French and Swiss applicants all of whom have English as a second language (and processed in London) and a Singaporean, Filipino and Malaysian most of whom have English as a first language (processed in China)?
Are Germans more employable in New Zealand than Singaporeans? Not in my experience. Are French more employable than Malaysians? Not in my experience.
So you see what I mean about my four golden rules – so much depends not on what category you apply under, whether that be temporary Work Visa or skilled migrant Residence Visa – it is where your visa is processed that is the single biggest indicator of the outcome on your application.
And that is quite wrong.
Until next week.
Southern Man - Iain MacLeod
The Price of Inconsistent Decision Making
I was mildly irritated recently to read the latest glossy release from the Immigration Department called ‘Vision2015’.
Sent out to all and sundry (I guess in the parlance, ‘stakeholders’) it was pages and pages of, well, as far as I could tell, nothing but a commitment to make consistent decisions.
Which is of course a frank admission that they don’t.
As I somewhat embarrassingly sit here in Singapore this week spending hour after hour outlining to potential clients that the average skilled migrant will spend between NZ$3000 and NZ$4500 on Visa fees and Government charges alone to secure their Residence Visas I wonder how much of those exorbitant costs fund this type of utterly meaningless publication.
I know that it is trendy these days even for Government Departments to employ expensive PR people and come up with ‘visions’ but, when your reason to exist is to control entry at the border and to assess and issue visas, why on earth do you need to have a vision or issue an expensive glossy publication?
Surely you have one reason for existing if you are the Immigration Department – to make accurate and timely visa decisions. That’s all the ‘vision’ you need isn’t it?
And we know they aren’t much chop at that.
The perennial frustration we have as Advisers is the constantly moving goalposts – the seeming inability (or unwillingness) of Immigration officers to learn their own rules or to implement them consistently. It can’t be that hard – they aren’t putting anyone on the moon. Immigration policy and process is not rocket science.
A perfect example is a case I am arguing with Christchurch INZ over.
In a nutshell, the situation I have is a highly skilled client who has come to New Zealand as a visitor and secured a Management level position; we filed his Expression of Interest in Residence as he now has enough points to get residence; he was selected and Invited to Apply for Residence and we have recently filed a Work Visa so he can take up that job while the Department spend the thick end of year processing his residence visa.
The one fly in the ointment (and it is incredibly common) is that his immigration medical lab tests showed some readings that fell outside of the ‘normal range’. Marginally, but outside, and like 50% of all medical certificates that accompany all visa class applications his medical was referred to a Department Doctor for an opinion. That process, thanks to the sheer volume, takes around 4 - 6 weeks to resolve and can mean the difference between getting a Work Visa or not – as employers are only so willing to wait for Work Visas to be issued.
The head of the Temporary Visa team in Christchurch has flatly refused to consider granting a short term Work Visa as an exception to policy while their Doctors make some decision. This is something other branches will consider on a case by case basis and, indeed, Christchurch branch has done for us previously.
The officer said that ‘We are taking a tougher line on those who enter New Zealand as visitors and subsequently lodge Work Visa applications.’
I know that potential clients freak out at such talk and the chat rooms and forums are always abuzz with this rumour that you are not allowed to enter New Zealand to look for work. Don’t get caught with a CV in your suitcase on arrival. Don’t bring a suit if you are on holiday, etc.
I always thought this rubbish came from the uninformed immigration experts that frequent these chat groups. Now I am not so sure. Perhaps it is the employees of the Immigration Department themselves who are responsible for this tripe.
Such a threat to people legitimately in the country as visitors who legitimately secure jobs and who then legitimately apply for Work Visas to remain is out of line with virtually every other branch of this Department if that statement is taken at face value.
This Manager and the initial case officer both told me that the client should have applied for a Work Visa before he came to New Zealand. This appears to suggest they do not understand that you can’t get the Visa without the job. Even more bizarrely when I explained to this officer that recruiters and employers demand to meet the applicants in New Zealand before offering positions for all sorts of reasons – he expressed his surprise.
I always thought Christchurch was on planet Earth but I confess I am less sure after this exchange.
If he is serious and we take his comment at face value it has enormous implications – simply put – migrants who need jobs to qualify for Residence will stop coming and looking. And with that the Government’s Skilled Migrant Residence Programme will collapse in no time at all.
What is gobsmacking about that is that we are talking about Christchurch – a city that we are told will need between 30,000 and 35,000 skilled workers by this time next year to help them rebuild their city. My client is highly skilled, has enough points for his Residence Visa, has been invited to apply for that residency but also has a job to start – we suggested a solution other branches are willing to offer, but Christchurch turned us down flat.
While I accept INZ needed to refer his medical certificate to their own Doctor to be met with a blanket and abrupt refusal to contemplate a short term Work Visa solution while this process plays out beggared belief. Especially when so many other branches will do so.
The law is pretty clear – if you have a job offer in your back pocket and try entering New Zealand as a visitor then you have crossed the line – such people must travel to New Zealand on Work Visas or risk being turned around at the airport.
However, people who travel to New Zealand as visitors are quite legally able to do so to explore the country, establish how employable they might be, to have interviews with employers, check out schools for their kids, assess the cost of living and general living conditions and if they are offered a job to lawfully apply to change their status to that of Work Visa holders.
The sorry fact is that Visitor Visa, Work Visa and Residence Visa policies conflict with one another and they exist in isolation with their own aims, intents and criteria. Thankfully, enough immigration officers will take a sensible, pragmatic and strategic view and appreciate that Visitor and Work Visa classes can undermine the aims and intents of residence policy and react with sensible short term solutions that do not affect the greater integrity of the Immigration Act. It is fair to say that if these three Visa classes were all interpreted strictly (not withstanding they are open to interpretation at some level) then there would be no Skilled Migrant Residence Programme.
If Christchurch ‘wants to get tough’ on people who are applying to change their status from Visitor to Work Visas I am afraid that I will be advising all my clients to steer clear of the South Island and bring their skills north where some branches offer a more pragmatic ‘big picture’ service to clients and Advisers.
The inconsistent thinking and implementation of this Department has not changed in my 23 years and with the culture so entrenched in so many branches I cannot see that it will ever change.
Perhaps a few copies of the glossy “Vision2015” brochure might be dropped on a few case officers’ desks in Christchurch. And maybe they might even be encouraged to read it. They might then see the ‘big picture’ and implement the same interpretations of policy as many of their colleagues elsewhere leading to happier employers and migrants.
I binned mine. Not worth the (glossy) paper it was written on.
Until next week
Southern Man - Iain MacLeod
Otago Rail Trail
This time last week I was in Central Otago, one of my favourite places on the planet let alone New Zealand.
A group of six of us were off to ride the Otago Rail Trail. Formerly the railway line linking Dunedin to the Otago gold fields the railway was shut down in 1992. Someone came up with the idea of ripping up the tracks and providing a surface suitable for walkers, cyclists and horse riders. And so in February 2000 the 150km Rail Trail was launched.
We began this adventure with two days in Queenstown where we ate wonderful food, drank some of the finest wines produced in New Zealand and when not imbibing wine, sat sipping local boutique beers mesmerized by the view.
I realised why the view looks so different in Central Otago and it is not just the local architecture, vineyards, soaring mountain peaks, lakes and rivers, it is the lack of moisture in the air that lends a clarity. We Aucklanders are surrounded by warm oceans and as a consequence are used to high levels of humidity (and on days when there is no wind, smog) with moisture laden air. This creates a haze you don’t get in Queenstown and Central Otago.
Our brief but enjoyable stay in Queenstown was followed by a night in the Dunstan Hotel in Clyde which was our starting point for the Trail ride. I felt like I was in a movie set. An old gold mining town that at its peak had 42 pubs (it now has one) and a resident population of over 30,000 people (it now has 900) that had entered a seemingly terminal decline until the rail trail brought it back to life as a tourist destination and start (or end) point for the walkers, cyclists and horse riders that pass through.
This old two storied hotel was a rundown backpackers until the current owners renovated and restored it around seven years ago operating it now as a bed and breakfast. Authentic in the extreme and true to its past but now with showers and flushing toilets…
What followed was three days in the saddle on mountain bikes. A little wary of ‘saddlebum’ I asked about the need for gel seat covers when we picked up our bikes. The guy who rented the bikes to us reckoned “only pussies need them” so being the tough guy I thought I was I didn’t rent one. Well, miaow……I was wishing within 48 hours I not only had a gel seat cover to sit on but a big fluffy pillow under my bum to boot!
There is something about bikes – the freedom they offer, the exhilaration you feel as you free wheel down a hill; the things you see because you are travelling more slowly – dew soaked spider webs in the morning, a brown grasshopper sitting on a grass stalk, a New Zealand falcon riding the thermals looking for his next meal and a skink scuttling off his basking rock as your shadow passes over him. And the smells as your tyre crunches over the wild thyme, of grasses and dust and in this case the odd dead sheep all smelled strangely intoxicating.
I confess I felt like a ten year old once again the first morning riding beside the Clyde River, round Poplar trees which were turning a rich gold colour as autumn settles in the valley and through piles of leaves that were accumulating on the path. What great fun to stop every now and then at local wineries for wine tasting (didn’t do that when I was ten).
Another bonus was apple trees gone wild. All along the trail apple trees grow. Thrown from passing trains decades ago some of the seeds sprouted providing free juicy apples. fresh fast food at its finest.
A stop at an unmanned fruit stall with its ‘Honesty Box’ outside of Alexandra where I left my money in a jar in exchange for $5 worth of the freshest sun ripened strawberries was a real treat. They were quite possibly the plumpest and sweetest I have ever eaten.
The thing that really got me apart from the vastness of the countryside was the lack of sound. Like all children of cities I am comfortable around noise. Immersed in the constant urban sounds provided by cars, buses, fire engines, ambulances and police cars I realise when these sounds are not swirling about me I don’t feel totally comfortable.
Out on the trail there is a lot of ‘scrunching’ as the bike tyres roll over the stones and gravel and after that there isn’t a lot to hear.
There are poignant moments on every journey and one of mine came shortly after leaving Wedderburn on the second day of our ride. Having puffed and panted my way up yet another gently sloping part of the trail I stopped to enjoy the view. My riding companions were spread out ahead and behind me so it was just me, the sky, an early autumn sun, the gentlest of breezes, a whole lot of brown tussock and a few sheep spread all the way to the horizon. I had the whole of the Maniatoto Plains to myself for a good five minutes.
The sun was fair beating down given it was the early afternoon and I was surrounded on all sides by what are called ‘Ranges’; not big enough to be classified as mountains but far higher than your typical hill. What is labelled in these parts as ‘High Country’. The fields seemed to go on forever. The light was pure. The view dominated by rust and blue.
I decided to do something I never do in Auckland.
I lay my bike down and just listened.
The first sound I was conscious of was the whisper of a breeze. Far off I heard the faint sounds of birds. Crickets chirped in their thousands in the grasslands from my feet to the hills (and no doubt beyond). A bee then flew across the path in front of me.
And that was it.
Nothing else. It was utterly peaceful. And utterly sublime.
Central Otago is classified as semi-arid with rainfall of less than 350mm a year or for those of you using the imperial system that’s about 13 inches. The farmers pray for rain. Away from the river fed valleys the soils are traditionally poor making it ideal for producing wine and the grape of choice is Pinot Noir although many of the local vineyards do a pretty good Pinot Gris as well. If you are into wine this patch of NZ is heaven on a stick (or in a bottle).
The landscape is dominated by mountain tussock of various varieties interspersed with grass for the sheep, cattle and deer that are raised through here. In many parts Thyme grows wild among the cracked and flaking schist.
Through many parts of this journey I half expected to see a rhino or two, herds of Impala and possibly a Zulu village or three as it looked and felt exactly like parts of Kwa Zulu Natal in South Africa.
We saw it at its best perhaps because we enjoyed it at its most climatically comfortable – not too hot and not too cold. Being there in early autumn we were told is the best time to ride the trail because there is little to no wind. This is important for here the wind can blow fiercely – it races down off the mountains and is dry and hot (think Berg wind you South Africans). Swapping stories with friends the other night who have also completed the trail they got a couple of intensely windy days and one of their sons was literally blown off his bike. No damage done but a good laugh was had by all.
As I have spent my life explaining to so many would be New Zealanders it doesn’t rain all the time everywhere in this magical country of ours. Just through the mountains where we were basking in the heat the west coast of the South Island was almost certainly being rained upon. Over that side of the mountains rainfall is usually measured in the thousands of millimetres. Yet the massive mountain range that is the Southern Alps blocks the moist westerly airflow meaning by the time the weather cells pass over Central Otago and Canterbury they are spent and a parched thirsty landscape sits yellow-brown from horizon to horizon.
The temperature extremes are quite extraordinary. Even last week we would get up in the morning to temperatures of only 3-4 degrees. On went the thermal, the tee shirt, the merino hoodie and the wind breaker. Within half an hour of hitting the trail the wind breaker was off, within an hour the merino was stowed, by lunch the thermal was packed away and by 2pm I was cycling only in shorts given the temperature was 23 degrees in the shade which would make it at least 30 degrees in the sun.
Many people avoid riding the trail in summer (January and February) given it is usually over 30 degrees in the shade and well over 40 degrees in the sun. Plentiful pubs and the cool rivers would be welcome relief I am sure for those brave enough to cycle in such heat.
Along the way we had a night at Waipiata which holds the record for one of the coldest ever temperatures recorded on mainland New Zealand – minus 23 degrees Celsius in 1995. By contrast it is regularly 35 degrees plus in summer. This is a part of New Zealand that occasionally gets a hoar frost – where the moisture in the air actually freezes – making for scenes straight out of Narnia.
It really is a magical place. Harsh for sure but peaceful in a uniquely New Zealand way. I’d recommend it to anyone who lives here or is passing through.
Over the three days spent on the bikes we covered 163 km. My advice to any of you that might fancy this adventure is you need to be moderately fit (but no more), it would be great with children but I’d probably want them to be 10 years old or older, you can do it over 4-6 days and best of all it is free.
Do it. You will love it.
Don't forget I'll be giving free seminars coming in Singapore this weekend and Malaysia the following weekend and Paul will be in South Africa in two weeks.
Until next week.
Southern Man - Iain MacLeod
Everybody, Somebody, Anybody and Nobody…
As you will no doubt be aware from last weeks blog, the Southern Man has taken a leave of absence this week, pursuing his own personal equivalent of the Tour de France, through Central Otago on the world famous (in New Zealand) Otago Rail Trail.
He has been updating the office regularly with tales of climbing great peaks, pedalling for hours, freezing cold mornings, and stunning scenery; all part of the fun I am sure. Thus far it appears he will be back in one piece next week and no doubt reporting on his adventures, but in the meantime he has entrusted the weekly blog to me.
It wasn’t difficult for me to pick a topic for this week’s blog, simply because when you do what we do there are always interesting stories to tell. There is one, however, that has been a simultaneous source of laughter and frustration for me and one of my colleagues over the last couple of months. A story which I believe has to be shared. For those of you in South Africa, this will be familiar territory; for those of you in other parts of the world, it may surprise or shock you (or might also be familiar), but will definitely prompt at least a few chuckles.
Before I tell my story let me share with you a great and very relevant quote, which I have stuck on the wall in my study at home:
“There was an important job to be done and Everybody was asked to do it. Everybody was sure somebody would do it. Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that because it was Everybody's job. Everybody thought Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that Everybody wouldn't do it. It ended up that everybody blamed Somebody when actually Nobody asked Anybody.”
I often refer to this during heated conversations with my wife, over why various domestic chores never get done (don’t try this yourself - it doesn’t work) and also to remind me to remain calm when doing my day job. We deal with Government departments all day every day, not only in New Zealand but all over the world in an attempt to gather together all of the bits of paper one needs to file an application for Residence. If there was ever a position created to administer every Government department in the world, and I was elected the Chief Executive, my first point of order would be to add the above quote to the mission statement.
For anyone that has had to deal with a Government department in South Africa, I am pretty sure they would want that quote emblazoned across the department’s front door in neon flashing lights.
The following is just one example of the hundreds of stories we could tell, but it is a particularly humorous one (something light for the Easter break).
We routinely send off requests to the South African Police for ‘Clearance Certificates’ on behalf of our clients. It is supposed to be a fairly straightforward process where we send the applicant’s fingerprints, a copy of their passport and the fee to the SA police in order for them to search their database (rifle through stacks of paper) and issue the clearance.
For this particular client we followed the ‘normal’ process and the application was sent away by courier. Eager to follow up on its progress and knowing that they usually take around 6-8 weeks to do anything about it, my very diligent (and patient) colleague Jo, followed up a few weeks later to check on progress. What followed on from there makes me laugh every time I think about it.
Firstly the person in charge of this request (let’s call her Janice – not her actual name) asked whether or not our client was a South African citizen, this would have been plainly obvious from the copy of the passport that had been provided; nonetheless we confirmed that he was.
The next email from Janice was a request for his South African ID number, which again would have been pretty obvious from his passport; however we confirmed his ID number and asked for an update.
We were then advised by Janice that the cheque payment included with the application was ‘unacceptable’. We still to this day don’t know why it was unacceptable or where the cheque is, but that doesn’t surprise me greatly. There was also no suggestion as to what to do next, so of course we asked and shortly after we were given bank account details to complete a telegraphic funds transfer for the R59.00 fee. Despite the fact that the fee in New Zealand dollars was equivalent to $6.00 and the cost to send the transfer was more than the fee itself, the client immediately did this and we advised Janice accordingly.
Having received no update we followed up again and received the following response: “Hi, Are you an (sic) SA citizen”. At this point I was about to give up and I was conjuring up all sorts of expletives to put down in an email as a response. My very patient colleague however responded politely (not sure how she managed that) and reiterated the fact that the request was for my client and they had all the information they needed.
Shortly thereafter, Janice informed us that the clearance was ready for collection. We contacted our courier company to collect it and have it returned to us. The courier called the next day to advise that it was in fact not yet ready and hence no Police Clearance for my client. It turns out that the bank details that Janice had given us were incorrect and the payment hadn’t been made. I am not sure how that translated into her email that the Clearance was ready, but frankly at this point I wouldn’t have been surprised if the Police Department had relocated its offices to the moon and they actually wanted us to complete an intergalactic funds transfer.
We emailed Janice again and, understandably, Jo’s patience by now was about as thin as the paper you would print a Police Clearance on. Janice in her wisdom sent back the same account details – leaving us all scratching our heads. Searching for a solution, as we do, we suggested that the client pay the fee again, this time asking someone in South Africa to physically deposit the money; which he did.
Today we have sent off what we hope is our final response to Janice to try and track down one piece of paper which has taken three payment attempts, 20 or so emails and a good deal of patience to obtain. I only hope they spell his name right.
You might be wondering what the client thought about all of this, which is best summed up in his email to us (and is going to be the next quote on my study wall – perhaps in neon lights):
“Hi Jo, ‘If you are not confused, you are misinformed’ - South African Police credo.”
With any luck we will almost be at the end of the process and within a few days he should have that lovely yellow certificate that we have been chasing for the last two months, that is of course unless Janice, (who is all at once the Nobody, Somebody, Everybody and Anybody from my original quote) still isn’t sure whether he is a South African citizen, or we are or whether or not she is … I’ll keep you posted.
Until next week when the Southern Man returns – Paul Janssen (acting Southern Man)
Lies, Damned Lies and Statistics
You know I have a distrust of the mass media and little respect for the standards of journalism in New Zealand. The print media here are increasingly tabloid in flavour and excel in negative headlines and stories. Their reporting is shallow with few exceptions. I do not subscribe to any local newspapers as a consequence.
Nothing could be better illustrated this point than an article that appeared in this morning’s New Zealand Herald with the by line ‘Jobs-driven migration to Oz at high of 53,000’. As I read this article online this morning my blood started to boil and I sputtered and choked on my Corn Flakes.
The article bemoans that ‘New Zealand suffered a net loss of 39,100 people after departure numbers were partially offset by 13,900 arrivals, most of them returning citizens. The overall net loss of 4100 people in the year to February 29 is also the largest since the year ended August 31, 2001, when 4400 people left New Zealand. The highest single month loss to Australia was 5000 people, in February 2001.’
All true. On the money. Right on. So far so good.
On the face of it one might think – Gee more people are leaving, will I be the last one out and will the responsibility be mine to turn off the light?
However like all poorly researched and presented news stories there is far more to it than meets the eye – like putting those raw numbers in context.
It is quite true that there has been 4100 more people leave New Zealand than entered it in the past 12 months. This has everything to with the fact that the Government has, as readers of this blog are only too aware, slashed skilled migrant numbers – so they are not granting as many residence visas in the first place.
All other things being equal, if you grant significantly fewer residence visas and the same number of people leave, you end up with a net migration loss. Had the numbers of residence visas been allowed to reach historical levels then the migration gain would have been positive.
Furthermore and as the Labour and Immigration Research Centre (part of the Department of Labour which runs the Immigration Department) rightly points out in a recent report:
Permanent and long term migration to and from New Zealand has followed a cyclical pattern over the last 60 years and current patterns are consistent with the long term trends. New Zealand’s population growth provides context to the relative size of migration flows to and from New Zealand but is often overlooked’.
I would say ‘is always overlooked’ myself and the impact can be very damaging because of the perception it can create.
Many New Zealanders have some strange dark energy that manifests itself by constantly putting this country down – I really struggle to understand why except to suggest they get out a little more and see a bit more of the world and they will appreciate just what they have here in terms of lifestyle, social support, education and health care.
The first and most important point in adding context to these numbers is that New Zealand and Australia have an open border policy and citizens of each country can move and settle freely between the two nations without visas, permission or either state standing in the way. We spend weekends in Sydney, Melbourne and Brisbane because they are all so close. I spend more time in Melbourne over weekends than I do in Christchurch or Queenstown.
The second point is we all but share a common economic zone and the two economies are highly integrated. People are often moved both ways by their employers who are often Australian. Of course some go for reasons of family, lifestyle or a better employment opportunity but do these ’record’ numbers suggest New Zealanders are leaving en masse?
No. Quite the opposite in fact.
When the numbers of those departing and those arriving are viewed as a percentage of the New Zealand population the picture that emerges is very different.
The fact is that the highest net loss from New Zealand occurred during the late 1970s and early 1980s when the country was on a one way trip to third world status – going broke extremely quickly and lead by an almost Soviet style interventionist Government. At the end of the 1980s the numbers leaving picked up again, also for three years 1999-2001 and since 2002 net migration has been positive (until now).
Clearly what the headline writers and journos never like to report in their ‘turn off the lights’ stories is that the population has grown enormously since these net migration records began.
When viewed as a percentage of the population more people than ever are staying in New Zealand and getting on with their lives.
In a global labour market coupled with population increases caused by natural growth and migration you might expect the raw numbers of people departing to also increase which is funnily enough exactly what we see.
When the fact there is now 4.5 million people living here is taken into account the percentage of people ‘leaving’ for Australia has decreased steadily since the 1970s!
The headlines then should probably trumpet – ‘Record low levels of migration of New Zealanders to Australia’.
But that doesn’t feed into the seeming genetically inbuilt inferiority complex New Zealanders suffer from and the mass media feeds off.
I have yet to read a headline which says ‘Australians moving to New Zealand in record numbers’ yet that is the reality. Over quarter of a million Australians ‘flee’ that country for a better life, opportunities, pay packets and a myriad of other reasons every year for which New Zealand is the destination for roughly 5000 - 6,000 of them.
In times of economic buoyancy in Australia and economic weakness in New Zealand it is obvious that people will move there to find work given the geographic closeness, the cultural (fit – well, they are like our cousins if not like our brothers….) and general familiarity. And when Australia falls on harder times and our economy is buoyant the flows reverse. This is what an open border was in part designed to achieve.
It isn’t a bad thing. It is a 21st century thing. My generation and that of my children move between countries the way our parents moved between cities. When Australia is a two hour flight away it is the natural choice for New Zealanders. I just hope they find what they are looking for when they go there.
So if the New Zealand Herald and other rags wish to bring ‘news’ to us all they have in my humble opinion a responsibility to report things accurately that they have bothered to research or at least provide a context to. Not to publish the sort of headline grabbing trash that they seem to specialise in.
Do they really believe the headline ‘Record low percentage of New Zealanders departing for Australia’ not be of any interest to its readership?
I suspect they are wrong.
I think it would be of interest to a great many people and play a positive role in the national debate.
I have often said that I know nothing about a whole lot but when it comes to the subject of immigration I know an awful lot. I seldom if ever read anything related to immigration that rings true in newspapers in this country. And if they can’t get this right what chance is there that anything else I might read on unrelated topics is actually approaching the truth either?
This is why and a great many of my friends cancelled our subscriptions a long long time ago.
Until next week
Southern Man -Iain MacLeod
Why does policy discriminate against parents?
I am often asked to explain the New Zealand Government’s seeming aversion to allowing permanent entry to parents of already settled migrants.
It is easy to explain. It is harder to defend.
At the moment I am involved in at least one case where an elderly widowed parent wishes to remain in New Zealand with her only daughter who settled here a few years ago as a skilled migrant. Mum has lived with this daughter, her husband and grandsons for over 20 years since the passing of her own husband. They all moved to New Zealand together – Mum on a Visitor Visa and the rest of the family with Residence Visas already in their passports.
They have continued to live together with what they all identify as their primary family unit ever since.
Unfortunately for her, she still has two sons living in her ‘home’ country and therefore she fails the centre of gravity test which requires her to have the same number or more adult children living in New Zealand than in any other country, including the ‘home’ country.
Although these two sons are in no position financially and indeed geographically to have her live with them, policy takes no account of this.
The rationale for this policy and its restrictions are clear – New Zealand has an aging population and the older we get the greater the cost to the public health system in particular. I know this – thanks to a private meeting I had with a Minister of Immigration a few years ago when they were reviewing and considering dumping the policy.
My question to the Minister at the time was ‘Minister you can tell me what the average public health spend is per annum on a 75 year old, but can you tell me what the gross economic, not to mention social benefit, is when you consider what the children of these parents bring to New Zealand i.e. the combined big picture?”
The answer was ‘No Iain, there have been no studies into that.”
So in a nutshell then, Government can tell us the cost of parents but cannot quantify the benefits. Either economic or social.
It is interesting that the Australians have a policy that allows widowed or divorced parents to be included in their offspring’s General Skill application (the equivalent of our Skilled Migrant Category). The catch is that if the parent is found to not meet an acceptable standard of health then everyone is rejected and the application is declined.
Fair enough in my view. Nice to see the Aussies taking a more practical and humanitarian approach to the issue.
The fact is if we had the same policy, New Zealand would likely get two skilled migrants, their children and one grandparent as a package deal.
The inclusion of the grandparent allows both their children to go out and find work. Grandma is usually going to act as a secondary caregiver taking the financial pressure off their children in terms of costly day care. It allows the state to receive taxes from both the two adult migrants who work. And these taxes should not be under estimated. If both are earning the average annual salary of $50,000 then the Government is picking up close to $16,000 a year in taxes. If Grandma was healthy and remains so she is not going to be a net user of the public health system for many years, if ever, given the incredibly high standard of health all migrants to New Zealand must demonstrate.
Of course if Grandma is healthy she may well wish to go to work herself, even on a part time basis, and therefore contributing directly to the public finances of which she will one day become a recipient of.
In the case of my client she is a registered (in NZ) nurse and has in fact been working despite her age. Her skills continue to be in demand and we have kept her in New Zealand so far on Essential Skills Work Visas despite her age.
An approach to the Minister to grant an exception to the requirement to have the same or more children in New Zealand, notwithstanding the clear economic argument, was rejected.
Unfortunately the Minister clearly found no reason to even consider the humanitarian aspects of the case – the primary family unit for this applicant has been her daughter and son-in-law since her husband died over 20 years ago.
Of course a great many parents also are independently wealthy – bringing with them pensions and other capital to fund their housing and day to day needs – often preferring to have private medical insurance to having to rely on the public health system (despite its quality).
What would be wrong with some sort of means test? We do it for those seeking two year temporary Retirement Visas. We even demand that they hold medical insurance during their temporary stay in New Zealand. If we can accommodate that why can’t we demand the same of parents? I know many of my clients would happily agree to hold comprehensive medical insurance as the price of entry.
I am not arguing here for open slather on parents. I also know, off the record, that this, and the previous Government’s, real issue is China’s one child policy. For every skilled migrant we get from that country we are usually going to end up with two sets, of often poor parents.
I am arguing for policy to at least be able to consider cases like this which have a clear and demonstrable economic as well as social benefit to New Zealand.
Why not have some other criteria such as minimum net worth (I am not suggesting it has to be brought to New Zealand) that migrant parents can draw on if they choose. Limit their access to the public health system (they are like everyone physically in New Zealand covered by our no faults public health insurance scheme). If we had these criteria clearly stated up front, parents and their skilled migrant children would know the parameters required for gaining entry and what their future costs and responsibilities would be.
I can just hear the policy wonks in Wellington sighing as they read this. They will be thinking, yeah so we let them in and say they have to hold medical insurance but five years later they lose everything and can no longer afford it – are we meant to chuck them out?
Well to that line of argument, I would argue the case of a client of mine who got her Residence Visa recently in apparently good (and well tested) health got to New Zealand and was within a few months diagnosed with cancer and has had, and will continue to have, all her treatment covered by the state system. No one is talking of chucking her out. Given breast cancer affects one in eight women, no one is seriously arguing we stop all sexually mature adult females migrating to New Zealand, despite the clear financial risk of doing so.
Ultimately parents have a valuable role to play in strengthening the families they may well have been a part of in the home country when the three generations move to New Zealand.
Right now the attitude of this Government is that my client should leave. If that means her daughter and son-in-law go with her that is their problem.
Not only is that incredibly cruel, it is short sighted in the extreme given the clear economic benefits of keeping them all in New Zealand and it is an intellectually weak argument. It is a policy built on one factor – future potential health costs – which can be mitigated by a few tweaks of the policy.
We do it with other migrants – why don’t we start doing it with parents?
Until next week
Southern Man - Iain MacLeod
Auckland hits 15 million souls
Somewhere in Auckland earlier this week the city’s population increased by one to reach 1.5 million.
Chances were that the baby was of Polynesian ethnicity, has four or five brothers and sisters, its mother is 30 years old and our newest Aucklander was born in South Auckland. (Stop Press – the news media reported yesterday she was a little girl born of Samoan parents at Middlemore Hospital in South Auckland – now how was that for a prediction?? -Ed).
How this city has changed over the past 25 years.
As my wife and I enjoyed a stroll up the spectacular (and thankfully extinct) volcanic cone of Mount Eden/Maungawhau last night we paused (for breath - its a steep climb) and discussed how big this city has got. Sky scrapers, the Sky Tower, a huge light drenched 24 hour port, bustling harbour, rainforest covered Waitakere Ranges to the west, the eight lane freeway snaking through Auckland's heart and sprawling suburbs stretching as far as the eye can see.
I for one love it as do most of the people I know.
It is not just that the population has increased by some 500,000 in the past 15 years but the face of the city is literally changing.
Auckland now has the most ethnically diverse population in the country. I have often touched on the fact that it is increasingly difficult to know what it is to be a New Zealander - and nowhere more so than in Auckland. With so many different cultures here each has its own makeup - some combination of local versus imported values, standards and ideals. When I was a small boy in the late 1960s and early 1970s I knew one Chinese boy (his dad owned the local green grocers). I went through my primary school years with one Pacific Islander that I recall – a boy from Tonga and I only recall his runny nose and penchant for doughnuts and potato chips (crisps - I was green with envy and often tried to swap my egg sandwiches for some of his lunch). Everyone I knew was basically white and 'European'. Immigrants, such as there were, were either British or occassionally Dutch. South Africans were as rare as hen's teeth, Indians were few and far between and the Chinese were all in the future. It was incredibly monocultural. And dare I say culturally very dull.
My own children on the other hand enjoyed the company of 41 nationalities at their local primary school 30 years later.
A quarter of a century ago 23% of Auckland's population was born overseas. By 2006 this had increased to 37%. It is now somewhere north of 42% and climbing.
Around 53% of the city’s population now identify with the label ‘European’. I confess that it is a label I detest - I am not a European - Germans, French and Polish people are European - I am proudly Pakeha - a Maori word describing New Zealanders of European descent. My father's family have been here for over 150 years and I am a 5th generation Pakeha New Zealander.
It is estimated that around 27% of people in this city identify as ‘Asian’, 17% Pacific Islanders and 12% Maori.
As you might expect in the migrant city Auckland has become, many identify with more than one ethnic group hence those numbers adding up to slightly over 100% (in case you thought I couldn't count).
There I was yesterday afternoon pondering this evolving Auckland standing while in the local Asian Supermarket (and I mean supermarket, not convenience store) of which there are two within two minutes drive of my home in Mount Eden. I was in there buying some pork. That is a meat my family have never traditionally eaten but if I may say so myself with the help of some marinade manufacturer from Shanghai I make rather good Pork Spare Ribs.
Two things struck me during the visit to their butchery given this is the week we welcomed our 1.5 millionth Aucklander to town. The first (vegetarians and vegans should look away or skip the next few lines) was the choice of flesh is basically pork (including their tails, ears - the mind boggles but good on them for a zero waste policy -heads, feet, bones, intestines and other body parts I could only speculate as to their function, or chicken (including their feet, their kidneys and assorted other bits of their deceased fowl selves (I assume feathers are inedible or no doubt something would be done with those as well!). A tray of ducks' heads greeted me with their bald heads and their unblinking eyes. Now you don't get any of that down at the local 'New Zealand' supermarket.
There was little in the way of beef (except their stomachs, intestines and God only knows what else) and no lamb, both of which are of course two historical staples of the New Zealand diet. So now we buy more pork because we can't buy the lamb without going to another supermarket.
The other thing that struck me is that when I am in there 95% of the shoppers are Chinese, everyone is speaking Chinese and most of the labeling is in Chinese - a habit I find frustrating because most of the time I have no idea what the bottles and packages contain and the shop owner is missing out potentially on my business (and my neighbours who don't read Chinese but cook a lot of 'Asian' food).
And there is the rub. These ethnic communities have in many cases reached a critical mass and they are now able to trade and do business among themselves in their native languages without having to communicate with nor worry about selling anything to me.
This can cause some locals discomfort - especially the 'we should all be the same and this is New Zealand so speak English and integrate or bugger off' brigade. I am pretty relaxed about it. Their children all go to the local schools, have accents like my children, think the All Blacks are the beginning and end of world sport, can't work out why Brendon McCullum doesn't score more runs at cricket and identify with most of the fashions, values and aspirations of their school mates.
All over this city now there are pockets of migrants turning whole suburbs into their own. Indians in Mount Roskill, South Africans in Browns Bay and Howick, Chinese in Botany, Mount Eden and Sandringham, Filipinos in Glenfield, Vietnamese in Onehunga, Samoans, Tongans and other Pacific Islanders in East Tamaki, Otara and Mangere.
I'm not into empty platitudes but I love this diversity and find none of this threatening (and that I hasten to add has nothing to do with my day job). The diversity does enrich my city.
Perhaps our 1.5 millionth Aucklander wasn't a Samoan New Zealander in reality. Maybe she was a Pakeha like me, or maybe Tongan, Fijian, Chinese, South African, Vietnamese, Polish or Brazillian. I really don't care.
To me she is just another Aucklander and a very special one.
Iain Macleod - Southern Man
Engineers, Websites and Seminars...
Back behind the desk as summer continues its balmy journey out my window. No more fresh sea breezes or sun on the face, only the gentle, occasional waft of bus exhaust fumes seeping in my window from Queen Street, the only light that provided by fluorescent tubes and the shriek of seabirds replaced by the wail of sirens and parping horns. And people everywhere.
I would almost add, how depressing - but it isn’t. I have been away and enjoying sun, sea, surf, friends and family for the past three weeks but the truth is I took all my clients with me. What I love about living in the 21st century is being able to stay in touch with my team in the office (or wherever they were during their holidays) and clients from the comfort of a lounger on the deck up north at my beach house. Thanks to Mr Jobs and the good folk at Apple.
We rounded off the holiday with another fantastic coastal walk last week from Sandy Bay to Whananki (Google Earth it and add it to your things to do when you can). A big cloudless sky overhead, a warm day saw eight of us wandering a gravel service road through steep rugged coastal farmland for about 7kms. Wonderful but that is a story for another Southern Man Letter.
There are three things on my mind this week that I want to share with you.
Our new websites
Late last week we finally launched our new websites here and in Australia. It has taken six months of slog to get the new sites designed, built, tested and up and running. We have tried to simplify its navigation, provide better more relevant content, offer better links to other service providers that are useful to those of you migrating or thinking of doing so and generally upgrading the experience.
To visit Immagine Australia's website, click here >>
I encourage you to check it out.
Seminars
I am also heading back to South Africa in ten days and will be presenting seminars in Johannesburg (6 February), Durban (13 February) and Cape Town (16 February). Its my first trip back to South Africa since September so if you have friends or family that are seriously considering a move here (or Australia) I urge them to attend. The year has begun with a bit of a hiss and a roar out of South Africa and I know I am in for a busy old time. Registrations are open and filling.
My colleague Paul Janssen will also be presenting seminars in Singapore (25 February) and Malaysia (3 March).
To register go to our Seminar Registration page on the website.
Policy changes – Engineers and IT
Last but by no means least the Government has changed some Skilled Migrant policy that has direct implications for Engineers and IT professionals.
On 5 December the Government released changes to the Long Term Skills Shortage List which has made entry without jobs potentially easier (or should I say less complicated?) for Engineers of most flavours along with many IT professionals.
It isn’t an open door or anything like that but until 5 December the vast majority of Engineers required offers of skilled employment to gain entry. This wasn’t because that was the Government’s plan, it was because as usual the policy was written in such a stupid way which denied case officers the ability to award bonus points to many Engineers for their degrees or work experience. These days with the cuts to skilled migrant numbers these bonus points, especially for work experience, are for most migrants a virtual pre-requisite for gaining entry without having a job offer first.
So the new policy was released. Unfortunately, but not unexpectedly, to those of us who work in this field once again it was worded in such a way that it was not only open to interpretation as to what criteria needed to be met to get the points but also it implied that only those with Engineering degrees with majors in Electrical and Electronic and Technology could be awarded the points. We felt that surely the authors of the policy meant ‘or’ and not ‘and’.
In 23 years I have met many hundreds of Engineers but I can with hand on heart say I have never met one with all three majors.
So we got on the phone to our senior contacts in INZ Wellington and asked them what was going on. Emails flew and a meeting with us took place before Christmas. We explained what we saw as the problems and why the policy as released simply would not work.
We asked whether instead of requiring all three majors to get the bonus points perhaps the policy makers meant to type ‘or’ in between them rather than ‘and’.
Six weeks later and we have within the past few days finally been advised that indeed Engineers need, among other things, to have a major in only one of the three disciplines and not all three.
Furthermore those that have Engineering degrees from Washington Accord countries that pre-date either the Accord itself (signed in 1989) or whose country joined the Accord after they got their degree can now be awarded bonus points. Quite sensible.
Furthermore Electrical, Electronic and other Engineers can be awarded these bonus points if NZQA assesses the qualifications as being comparable to NZ Bachelor degrees, Master degrees or PhDs whether or not they come from a country that is a signatory to the Washington Accord.
This might not sound like much of a change but if you are qualified in IT or Engineering it is seismic.
This creates opportunities for Engineers from non Washington Accord countries that have not previously existed. It creates opportunities for Engineers from countries who got their degrees before their country signed up to the Accord. It creates opportunities for Engineers who have made a career in IT and IT graduates who have followed careers in Engineering. None of this was ordinarily possible before.
If there is a potential fly in the ointment it might be that the Department has gone from allowing a trickle of water through the dam to opening the floodgates. If they get too many Engineers then of course they can always shut down the flow.
So the simple message to all IT graduates with degrees and Engineers with degrees is to make contact with us, let us assess (or reassess) your eligibility because you might find you can now qualify for Residence Visas of New Zealand without needing the job offer first.
Until next week
Iain MacLeod - Southern Man
Immigration changes and review...
As the end of the year bears down on us like a runaway freight train and I ponder the holiday season ahead it is worthwhile reviewing some of the changes to immigration policy and processes that have taken place this year.
Those of you that have followed our strong and sustained efforts to effect change in Immigration New Zealand (INZ) Beijing and Shanghai offices will be interested to know that Skilled Migrant decline rates this year:
• have fallen in Beijing from roughly 85% of all applications filed a little over a year ago to 35% today which brings that office pretty much in line with global INZ averages; and
• have decreased in Shanghai from roughly 85 % a little over a year ago to 50% today. That number is still too high and it is hard to understand with new management in place in both offices why this office has persistently high decline rates totally out of step with the rest of the world; and
• for all our clients through those two offices remains zero. In fact it is better than that – as far as I am aware every client, bar one, in 2011 has been granted a Residence Visa following their settlement interview, one were granted Work to Residence Visas and none were declined. This reinforces the view that if you know what you are doing in this environment and don’t mind investing in services like ours there is no reason for your application to be declined.
On 5 December new Long Term Skills Shortage List criteria have opened the floodgates to Engineers of many disciplines. Up until last week most Engineers needed job offers to qualify for residence of New Zealand.
To avoid the need to get jobs, most Engineers had to gain bonus points for qualifications or work experience but the policy made this difficult for most as it was incredibly prescriptive and restrictive. The policy limited bonus points only to those Engineers who had a degree comparable to a New Zealand degree and whose degree was issued by a Washington Accord Signatory country (and only from the date the Accord was established). This meant those bonus points were very hard to get.
The new rules will allow far more Engineers to potentially qualify for Residence Visas without having job offers first which, as we all know, is like being helicoptered half way up Mount Everest rather than being made to climb it one step at a time from the bottom.
If you are an Engineer who holds a Bachelor’s Degree we urge you to get (back) in touch with us – your Christmas might have just come early.
However the party might be short lived given these lists are reviewed every six months and in a meeting with senior Government Officials earlier this week we did warn them that in our view they have gone from the sublime to the ridiculous and this change really opens the floodgates.
Their response was just as we expected ‘Well, we can always take the occupation off the List of course…..’.
Therefore there is a window of opportunity here that might not remain open for long. So this is a call to action for all those Engineers who might fancy moving here……
In other changes the criteria for ICT Specialists has changed but in discussing this with the INZ Officials we pointed out their changes were practically meaningless because of the way the new policy is worded. I won’t bore you with the detail but we are talking about the use of the word ‘and’ when they say “they think” they meant ‘or’.
How important it is to get this right because the policy as it is currently written will have zero impact when it was designed to open the game up a bit in particular for Telecommunications and Communications Engineers.
Change the word ‘and’ to ‘or’ and the outcomes will be very very different.
In the meantime however immigration officers and advisers can only base decisions and advice on the policy as it is written not as it was meant to be written. So right now it is no easier to claim and be awarded those bonus points but it may be soon. Watch this space.
We also raised the issue with INZ about English language. As many of you will know my colleagues and I have been undergoing in-depth training on Australian General Skills Policy by my business partner and great friend Myer Lipschitz who runs our Melbourne office. It seems logical to have a working knowledge of the policy and experts at our fingertips when the New Zealand Government has made it so hard to get in here and given it is often far easier to get PR of Australia.
One clear advantage of the Australian policy over ours is that applicants can score points for their level of English language. Certain applicants from particular countries are exempt from mandatory English testing so long as they are citizens of and ordinarily live in that country. If they need more points to qualify they can sit the IELTS and are rewarded for it – the better the English the higher their score and the ‘easier’ it is to meet the current pass marks.
We don’t operate like that but we should and we have suggested Immigration New Zealand look to adopt something similar.
The reason for this is clear – there is no greater factor influencing a migrant’s ability to secure meaningful employment at the level they want and our policy settings seek than English language. The better, more fluent, less accented your English the more attractive you are to a New Zealand employer.
This would allow for better settlement outcomes through employment and we have urged the officials to take this message back to Wellington.
It has also been fascinating to learn through Myer how for some clients who might need a job offer to qualify for New Zealand can in fact get PR here using Australia as the back door – and without a job.
This is because Australia is less concerned about jobs before dishing out PR Visas. In fact there are many clients that we can get into Australia without their leaving home.
Which is brilliant because if they really wish to settle here in New Zealand all they have to do is travel through Australia on their way to NZ; activate the Australian Residence Visa automatically at the Australian airport on arrival, get on the next plane and be granted a Residence Visa of New Zealand automatically on arrival here. And we are done – hey presto! New Zealand PR.
Australia has become the welcome doormat to paradise!
Delicious!
If then we have assessed you as not qualifying for New Zealand without a job offer but you wish to explore using Australia as the welcome doormat and back door to New Zealand let us know and we can assess the possibilities. This pathway won’t suit everyone but if it works, is less risky and gets you here without having to actually live in Australia it might be worth some serious consideration.
With this the second to last Southern Man letter before I head to the beach house and spend a few weeks fishing, planting some more native trees and drinking (in some unhealthy quantity) great NZ, South African – just arrived by boat - along with Australian wine, sleeping in, swimming in the warm Pacific Ocean, barbequing in my new fire pit and lying on the beach under that quintessentially New Zealand of trees, the Pohutukawa, I look back on what has been another crazy year. And crazy it seems to have been.
Crazy economy
Crazy Earthquakes down south
Crazy bureaucrats
Crazy Europe
Crazy America
Crazy Julius Malema
Here at Immagine we are finishing on a very busy note which augurs well for next year. As we all take a bit of a break and reflect on our lives and the futures of our children where ever we may live, the uncertain economic times in which we exist, the seeming never ending pressures to deliver economic comfort to our family, being slaves to the capitalist machine, doing our best to keep our heads above the stormy economic seas economically, I hope gives us an opportunity to pause and think hard about what sort of future we really want for ourselves and our family.
Notwithstanding the difficult journey that migration presents, New Zealand really does present something of an oasis of sanity in a world seemingly mad and getting madder by the month.
As we always say, ‘NZ ain’t perfect’ but there are few places better in the world to raise a family than right here.
Until next week
Iain MacLeod -Southern Man
Life in the (big) City
I was a little reluctant to go live with this piece and few have created in me more angst. I’m either going to sound like an Environmental Crusader or a middle aged control freak busy body!
But this blog is about my take on this part of the world so here goes. You all get the chance to post your comments and your feedback would be gratefully received.
I have often written about how my city is changing.
Sometimes the changes are subtle and sometimes they are not.
So much of the change is positive and for the better but at other times I feel some of the city’s inhabitants might just be in danger of losing their humanity a little. Becoming a little more selfish. Speaking as an Aucklander (in the sense that to be an Aucklander is not necessarily the same as to be a New Zealander and our values might increasingly differ from the other inhabitants of this fair land) our sense of community and awareness of one another is arguably diminishing which is at odds with the way we have historically perceived ourselves - open, friendly, egalitarian, sensitive to others and tolerant. Or, and this is meant as a blunt warning (good advice?) to my own client base, perhaps it’s not the locals who are changing but migrants who are arriving and bringing with them attitudes and behaviours that can at times be viewed as, well, foreign.
So in the interests of helping migrants settle here allow me a wee rant – call it Cultural Assimilation 101.
Auckland is home to 1.4 million people and covers a huge area making it the 5th biggest city in area in the world (bet you didn’t know that). Auckland now has a population density greater than a city like Melbourne.
As a consequence and especially in downtown Auckland where I work we are having to physically interact more and more with other people – or ignore them.
I like walking down my suburban street, smiling and offering a ‘Good Morning’, ‘Hi’ or similar greeting to those who I pass. I am not looking to stop and chat but a simple acknowledgement of your fellow man can go a long way. It’s just what we do here…..
I appreciate in downtown Auckland it is not possible to greet everyone – for starters people will think you are loony (and in my case I concede they might be right) or in terms of simple expediency you’d never get to where you are going given there are so many people.
However, there are plenty of examples of how new arrivals understandably bring with them behaviours that are quite ‘normal’ in their country of origin but interpreted quite differently by locals.
It appears, for example, to be absolutely acceptable to gather in a small group of three or four people on the footpath outside my office and force every other pedestrian to walk around you – even if this means stepping in the gutter to do so.
Or the drivers that don’t let other cars merge into their lane. Aucklanders, to be fair are not as bad as drivers in many other countries and thank goodness there are still plenty of drivers who will let you in. This I should also add is not a behaviour migrants have a monopoly on but it is true to say that certain immigrant groups do at best appear oblivious to other road users and be over represented in the ‘I’m the only person I’m aware of on the road’ group.
Or my local dairy (convenience store) owner here in our own historic and beautiful High Street who every morning enjoys a couple of cancer sticks and when he has finished chucks them in the gutter. I bite my tongue every time I walk past his store as he is either standing there poised to flick a butt into the street or there is a small pile of two already lying at my feet. Maybe I should just man up and explain to him that as a new New Zealander I want to know if he ever gives any thought as to where his cigarette butts go once they have been washed into the city’s storm water system.
I know the answer – into my harbour where I like to fish and my children swim – but he either doesn’t know or doesn’t care.
I have never said anything – I don’t want to be accused of being racist, or insensitive or rude to a migrant but it is clear that where he comes from the road is a rubbish bin and once out of sight his personal rubbish is out of mind.
Should, dear reader, I be saying something?
Well I now do. I am tired of it (but equally am a little concerned that having written this I am starting to sound ever so slightly like the Gestapo….).
A few weeks ago I was walking downtown to a favourite Dim Sum restaurant to have lunch with a good mate of mine and this fellow walker was about a meter away from a rubbish bin when he dropped his cigarette butt and extinguished it with his boot. I couldn’t help myself – I asked him why he would do that when 3 feet in front of him was a metal rubbish bin designed for such things?
My friend put his hands over his face and kept walking. But I thought “Bugger it, this is my city as well – this guy is just lazy. If it was a KFC packet he wouldn’t do it so why do smokers think our footpaths are their personal ashtrays?”
The old fella simply stared at me. He wasn’t angry – I think he was a bit surprised that someone had pulled him up on this.
I did notice that he did not pick up the cigarette butt. And being the consummate Diplomat I am, I didn’t push it.
My only hope is when he sucked his next one to death he might dispose of the butt in an appropriate receptacle.
A few years ago the then Mayor of Auckland absurdly copped it as being a racist for stopping a young man in the street, who happened to be of Asian ethnicity and telling him that while spitting in the street where he comes from might be acceptable he would prefer it if he kept his gobs to himself rather than shared them with the good folk of Auckland’s premier shopping and business district.
I couldn’t believe it!
Some of you might wonder if the Southern Man hasn’t turned into a middle aged grump but really am I wrong to point this out and be frustrated by it?
You want to smoke, then smoke. All I ask is that as a fellow Aucklander you use rubbish bins.
If you want to congregate in small groups, wonderful, just pull over to the left and get out of the flow of pedestrians.
If you are driving – remember you aren’t the only car on the road and being aware of those around you is not a bad thing. And learning the local road rules isn’t always the worst idea.
We are all products of our environment – of that I am sure.
I am not cross about these things, there is no anger and I don’t believe I need counselling – I just observe things. And some of the things I observe I wouldn’t have 20 years ago.
My city is changing and those that are new to it need to adapt to us and we to them.
That’s what migration is all about.
Seminars – don’t forget the last round for this year is currently underway in South Africa (Johannesburg is done, Durban and Cape Town next week) followed by Singapore and Malaysia at month’s end. If you are interested in attending or you know anyone who might like to – they can register here.
Until next week...
