Still, you have to admit, despite being governed by a mob of interfering media clowns we're doing allright.
We have some of the best beaches in the world, provided you can live with the sharks, the (extraordinarily deadly) Box Jellyfish and the pretty yet poisonous Blue Ringed Octopus. Our bushland is beautiful yet harbours some of the deadliest insects and reptiles known to man. The Northern wetlands play host to an enormous variety of life which include the impressive but notoriously short tempered Salt Water Crocodile.
Even our unique wildlife though outwardly docile can be deadly.
The innocuous male Platypus has a poisonous spur that can inflict a very painful injury, The Kangaroos and Emus can disembowel a man with a single kick of their powerful legs. While a photoshoot with that cute looking Koala on the fencepost might sound like a nice idea, dozens of tourists have been admitted to hospital from trying to catch one. Even if you get to hold one at the zoo, they pee without warning (Vile sticky acrid vitriol) and their mood can change faster than Rosie O'Donnell without Prozac.
It's actually easier to list all the things that cannot kill or injure you here
NZ sure seems a nice comfy place, but as a wise man once said, "You cannot live in boiling mud"