I can't help but feel deflated by this week.

We have been in some sort of lockdown, level three or two, for not one single case this week. It's cost us a quarter of a billion dollars.

We have had the stories of the businesses this time that simply won't make it through, we have had another letter from businesses leaders to the government begging for some sort of clarity and plan going forward, we have had the heartbreak in glacier country where by Stuart Nash rolled in said there was nothing and left, he told us Wednesday he is working on help, God I hope that’s true.

We had the stats of all the businesses that had closed in the latter part of last year, we have had yet more stories of the fruit that isn't getting picked despite what to be frank are now ridiculous wages to do so, and worst of all we have had a government that because of the embarassment of their performance tried to turn us on each other, and singled out a couple of South Auckland families and a religious headliner for a good verbal bashing.

Telling us to nark is a sign of failure. A year in, we have learned nothing, and have improved not one jot. A year ago in level four, we were told to do the same, and every busy body and tittle-tattle went to town. 12 months on, same thing.

The Prime Minister, famous for kindness or at least pretending to be, turns out to be nothing of the sort. Picking fights and using the power of the government machine to do so is bullying. If a Tory had done it there would have been hell to pay.

So down in the dirt we got. How many texts? How many phone calls? Who said what and when? A school caught in the middle getting hate rained on them for doing nothing other than being a school. We wasted a day on a ridiculous debate about how many languages information is translated into, and whether young people get it.

Papers were sent videos from Karens who thought they'd spotted serial group coffee drinkers. It has been pathetic.

We are better than this, at least we were once better than this. We were aspirational, bold, and successful. A year into Covid, we've been reduced to angry, spiteful, side taking, finger pointing, tittle-tattling busy bodies.

The tragedy is the instruction came from the top.

I hope today there are no new cases. I hope if there aren't, the government can swallow their pride, admit their wrongs, god forbid apologise for them, and set us free as of this evening.

Any one holding their breath?