Political Caption Competition
The mythical group of National voters who Party voted Labour to keep the Greens out.
The mythical group of National voters who Party voted Labour to keep the Greens out.

The latest 1News Verian poll confirms what many on the Left feared: the Right bloc remains competitive and within striking…

As Winston Peters targets the Māori electorates, fractured protest unity may weaken resistance. Is Aotearoa facing a majoritarian reset?
Are media cheerleaders ignoring cracks in New Zealand’s economy? Rising unemployment, weak retail and stalled infrastructure suggest deeper trouble.

New Zealand’s justice system has handed down its sentence in the Grey Lynn feud shooting that left one young man…

Chris Hipkins outlines Labour’s conditions for supporting the India Free Trade Agreement, including migrant worker protections and transparency demands.

NZ First wants ministers to regain Fast Track powers as a $1B LNG terminal is rushed through. Is this energy policy — or corporate welfare?
One strong team, of what’s left that is!
“Make sure Todd Muller is as far out of the picture as possible please.”
Yes nearest the door will do nicely.
The ‘National’ Lemon Sucking Competition gets off to a flying start!
Looking forward to the next round of jaw clenching, back biting/stabbing, email leaking action.
Reality TV?…Pah!
Courtesy of Richard Rogers & Oscar Hammerstein from The Sound Of Music … Chucky and other losers gather to sing us a farewell song …
…. Cuckoo, cuckoo
Regretfully they tell us Cuckoo, cuckoo
But firmly they compel us Cuckoo, cuckoo
To say goodbye
Cuckoo!
To you
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu
So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen
I’d like to stay and taste my first champagne
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye
Goodbye!
I’m glad to go, I cannot tell a lie
I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly
The sun has gone to bed and so must I
So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye!
Look where it’s wet if you want to find the leaks. Oh dear.
Fossilized kauri swamp loggers consider their future.
Judith Caesar: “Et tu, Dr Shane?”