The press pile on against the new Government goes on and on, literally and figuratively, and on. One of Saturday’s efforts was a long op-ed from Sir Ian Taylor expressing his buyer’s regret having voted blue for just the third time in his 70+ years. Sir Ian claims
It’s been an interesting, and worthwhile-watching, week so far – with the entertainment provided by Mr Scab-Ripper-in-Chief Peters turning the tables, so to speak, in holding media to account, a highlight. They don’t like it up ’em, do they Captain Mainwaring? To see the industry figures run for cover
Even in the death throes of their fibs, still the lying goes on, and on, just as a fly dying in a trap manages a defiant buzz or three. Bzzzzzzzz, writes Glenn McConnell on Stuff yesterday morning, bzzzzzzzz, it wasn’t a bribe: “baseless claims”, bzzzzzzzz, “false allegations”. “As part
Puff-piece profiler, writer Michelle Duff (it’s too much of a stretch to call her biographer of Dame Jacinda Ardern) scolds the political centre from her left-wing observation post in an explainer “How Dame Jacinda Ardern’s profile went from saint to witch” on the TVOne page. As equally predictable
It’s my own fault. Watch one cat video and they’re in your feed for life. I don’t mind too much; everyone loves a bit of fun at a cat’s expense. One that popped up last night is a little piece of evil genius, a tech take
So: they’ve done it. If there’s anyone left that didn’t believe this is the most arrogant, despicable and anti-democratic government our deteriorating country has ever endured, they have their proof now with the Water Services Entities Amendment act. The mongrels have now claimed, seized, appropriated, call it
Chris Hipkins’s descent to the level of a carnival barker is slightly sad to watch, it’s so pathetic but entirely self-inflicted. ‘Roll up, roll up, we’ve got free stuff, just step inside the Labour Circus Tent, we’ve got GST-Free courgettes. What’s a courgette, you ask?
To paraphrase author of Catch 22 Joseph Heller: Just because you’re paranoid, it doesn’t mean they’re not out to get you. In other words – sometimes there is genuine substance to that which disquiets us. The Post [on Saturday] editorialises Winston Raymond Peters, and the piece is reasonably
It’s hard to believe, I know. But the editorial in [yesterday’s] issue of the Sunday Star-Times is a worthy read. It’s the Kiri-thing again, but from a different angle. It points out the hypocrisy of complaining about ‘special treatment’ of ‘wahine Maori’ transgressions, pointing to the media
Good gig, if you can get it: yes! $6,328,804.00 of your money, lifted directly from your wallets, to pour into Stuff’s coffers for the Public Interest Journalism Fund. Put another way: more than 11 per cent of the entire PIJF ‘funding’ to one company: the company
Imagine that changes to the All Black jersey were to be foisted on us. Nothing would be announced publicly, but the fundamental change would be obvious and all the more remarkable because nobody was officially discussing it. Our uninquisitive fourth estate would be prevented from discussing the changes by conditions
While the proposition to replace road-signs as they fall into disrepair with flash new ones incorporating, indeed accentuating, the native-tongue equivalence of the English written words fomerly predominant on said signs has inspired considerable debate, and derision too, it’s important to relax and look on the bright side. Those
A recommended listen: Strange, crazy and dumb: two insane years. I think: one thing that we all need to think about is having a really sensible understanding of why basically every country, every government, different cultures, different political systems, y’know communist China, democratic UK, whatever… they all just lost
“It’s a deceptively simple question,” sayeth DomPost, a question which nevertheless “pitted science against law”: “What is a riverbed?” Over two full pages we pursue the meanderings of water and laws, the intertwining thereof and possible perambulations, whereas for an entire week now the entire Stuff menagerie has dutifully
Never having heard of Kellie-Jay Keen-Minshull or her alter-ego ‘The Posie Parker’ before objections were raised about her impending visit here, I tried to get a handle on what the fuss was about. The first thing I learned was: there is no balance in coverage of her ‘Let Women Speak’
When I first read about the move I didn’t want to comment because it was a rumour swirling the significance of which amounted to more, much more, than mere tittle-tattle. If true it would amount to another level of ideological assault on New Zealanders, a new step up in
