Look at the NZ media elites joyfully declaring the Commerce Commission has gutlessly been bullied by mainstream corporate media threats into flipping on their decision to stop their Newspaper Monopoly…
The National Party have been intent on killing off public broadcasting because the fewer media sources that are trying to hold the Government to account, the better for them.
TV3 have attempted to make current affairs for people who listen to the Edge, the problem is that generation doesn’t watch TV. So TV3 have alienated Gen X and Boomers who want actual current affairs at 7pm to gain a generational audience who don’t bother with the platform TV3 are using.
As a cis male member of the heteropatriachy, it ain’t for me to step in and pretend to be an expert on how women and their identity towards having children should or shouldn’t be supported, but I can hazard some guesses.
The Daily Blog is proud to live stream the launch of Nicky Hager’s latest book, 5pm today live from Unity Bookshop in Wellington.
…if we want to be real about the well being of chickens when it comes to eggs we would first stop deluding ourselves that the current scheme is anything other than a scam, demand far more stringent codes of welfare and accept that the cost will rise.
Or we stop eating eggs altogether.
ZB are less guard dog of democracy and more stoned poodle for the National Party.
…so a story on caged eggs sold as free range eggs deserves amplification and endless hand wringing by all parts of the media yet we get only crickets chirping when Matt Nippert points out that one of the global mass surveillance Nazgul gains residency here after their private company is exposed as serving our military and intelligence agencies.
It’s funny watching a bunch of people who have been forced out of their respective news organisations because of the internet reducing ad revenue starting their own online news source. We are seeing the sub contracting out of news services to other groups at arms length from the parent news organisation in a desperate attempt to stay alive and keep credibility in an age where there is nothing but contempt for corporate news.
My childhood was shaped by Footrot Flats. Every year in the stocking would be the annual Footrot Flats compilation – every summer I would feast on Ball’s rural farming fantasy world, giggling my way through his interpretation of what being a Kiwi was.