Critical analysis breaking down New Zealand news coverage, media framing, and political narratives behind the headlines.
Decriminalisation is merely begrudging acknowledgement from those authorities in society who have benefited from prohibition that their immoral, racist and destructive war on drugs has been an utter failure.
There’s no place for political violence or threats, but when you rule over people rather than with them, a Government breeds contempt.
When it was poor brown kids, Muddle Nu Zilind screamed it was the parents fault. Now it’s the white middle classes, notice how quiet those voices have become.
I think 30 years of rampant neoliberal consumerism has created an ocean of wage slaves who buy sparkly things in sterile malls to numb the hollowness of a culture that knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.
I’m no theologian, but I think speaking to money is about the weirdest, grossest, least spiritual thing anyone pretending to be a Bishop could ever admit to.
The truth is that a majority of NZers would keep the bleeding butchers apron and its stained history over Key’s vacant brand vomit of a weetbix packet with All Black product placement. Key’s flag represented 300000 kids in poverty, housing bubbles, wages going backwards in real terms and entire swathes of society living as wage slaves.
There’s an engorged sense of triumphalism on the Left, which insists upon seeing even minor setbacks for the ruling party’s agenda as huge and dramatic victories in the ongoing war against neoliberalism.
I don’t think Key’s people didn’t know it was illegal – they knew – they were just trying it on, because that’s what we have in John Key, a Prime Minister who just tries it on.
We have the SIS being investigated for aiding the CIA torture rendition programs, why can’t Mateparae who was ultimately in charge of the troops that handed over civilians to known torture units also be investigated for what was a clear breach of the Geneva Convention?
Part of brand Key is that John Key don’t hang around no losers, even when that loser is himself…