Coalition of Chaos, Meet the Real Thing
Debbie drops the c-word. Willie fights the ruling. The Serjeant has to come. Chippy needs these people for a coalition. They called this lot chaos. Wait until you see theirs.
Giant Douche. Turd Sandwich. Take Your Pick.
Every leader underwater. Luxon worst at 54/25. Hipkins ahead on seven of eight. Ardern still the only net favourable figure. South Park already named the ballot.
He Wouldn’t Say The Number. Now We Know Why.
Hipkins sold an above-30 comfort blanket and would not read the figure. Anacta just printed Labour 31, National 30. Show me the numbers. He had them.
Hung. Both Under Thirty. Still Demanding Your Party Vote.
Both majors under 30. Hung Parliament. National still wants your party vote while it buys zero list MPs.
The CTU Already Wrote Chippy’s Budget
The union wrote the invoice. Chippy just signs it.
Proudest Legacy. Selective Memory.
They invented the scheme, waited for National’s homework, forced the boss, softened the worker and skipped the cut they cried about.
Wind It Up Or Make It Binding.
One side wants a finish line. The other wants an unelected veto. Wind it up or watch them put it above you.
Stickers For Gaza. Silence For Hamas.
Hipkins would sanction Israel, bless Palestine and skip Oct 7. Campaign piety is not a foreign policy.
Promising the Cuts They Already Failed
National already failed to cut the public service. Now they want applause for the same brochure. I simply don’t believe them.