National’s Botched Coup Was a Complete Shit Show
Luxon is dreaming if he believes Chris Penk was a lone gunman. There were many more involved. They are all now skulking around hoping someone like me does not put it all together.
Luxon is dreaming if he believes Chris Penk was a lone gunman. There were many more involved. They are all now skulking around hoping someone like me does not put it all together.
When it comes to preferred PM, voters increasingly look like they are being offered a choice between a Giant Douche and a Turd Sandwich. I will leave it to readers to decide which is which.
He survives again. The immediate challenge is over. The tensions remain. The election is just over 12 weeks away. And the man who keeps winning these internal contests still looks very much like the loser.
The backstabbers are not going away. They are just waiting to see if three votes are still enough.
Labour will lecture the country about racism while keeping the door open to the most racially focused party in parliament. Some principles, it seems, only apply to the other side.
Someone needs to act like the adult in the room. Right now that person is nowhere to be found.
Ninety days out from the election the race remains tight. The coalition clings to a one-seat majority on paper. Labour has lost ground to a party it hoped would quietly help it.
Luxon has simply reminded everyone why coalition politics under his leadership remains such a high-wire act. One more brain fart closer to election day.
Christopher Luxon is running out of time to change the narrative before voters decide whether one term is quite enough.