By: Barry Soper | Thursday, September 20, 2012 6:00 AM

State Homie John Key's clearly a fan of the robotic Stepford Wives, who're fawning, submissive and impossibly beautiful and who live in a small fictional town in Connecticut.

It's not necessarily the wives he's a fan of, although who wouldn't be, it's the perfect society they live in where life is never ending niceness.

This week he's been talking about his utopia, calling it Planet Key which he says would be a lovely place to live, it would be beautifully governed, there'd be plentiful golf courses, people would have as many holidays as they'd like and of course would enjoy themselves in their flawless environment where everything is just, well wonderful.

Some would say he already lives in that cocoon with more than $50 million, his gated mansion in Auckland's Parnell, his holiday house in Omaha, his flat in London and the holiday house he bought in Hawaii not long before he became Prime Minister. So he has a good appreciation of what life's like in the privileged lane, a far cry from the state house he grew up in in Christchurch.

His quip about the Key Planet nirvana's captured the imagination of many cruising the cyber highway and it hasn't gone unnoticed in Parliament's bear pit either.

The Kermits were trying to capitalise on it, attempting to pressure The Homie over child poverty rates in God's Own but it was like water of a swan's back.

Clearly revelling in his own creation the PM told them the only greens on Key Planet would be on the well manicured golf courses.

But he was pressed on what he'd do for the poor people who'd be cleaning the toilets in his utopia.

He declared there'd be no toilets which of course must mean the inhabitants of his world would be full of the proverbial!

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