Posts by Tom Semmens
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*groan* I've only just recovered the will to live.
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Looking around the boiler room as Carl Cox started I was freshly awed at just how much abuse humans can subject their bodies to and still stay upright and moving.
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Just got in after some solid after partying.
Impressions?
LCD soundsystem sounded like a Depeche Mode for our times.
Rage against the machine rocked.
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John Key's bach has got everyone going because its an absolute stereotype of the holiday home of the ugly and gauche Aucklander. At first glance it looks like a graceless monument to ostenation plonked down without regard to place and devoid of any sense of context.
And just to complete the mental image, its newly moved in owner immediately starts demanding that the locals have to stop making a living so he can go for a swim. The political subtext of all this - especially given Key's careful cultivation of his supposed rags to riches life and his views on state housing in his Helensville electorate - should be obvious.
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The thing is Andrew Moore has consistantly tried to paint himself as a previously non-politically active youth.
He seeks to present himself in the media as a regular guy who is part of a groundswell of popular rebellion against the EFB.
Clearly, he is lying when he tries to paint that media picture.
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Young Mr. Moore isn't quite the political innocent he likes to paint himself.
From:
http://www.nzherald.co.nz/feature/story.cfm?c_id=1501154&objectid=10431152&pnum=0
"Andy Moore
Danna, from what you have said, your mother abused you - this is obviously not ok, - a smack applied to a child's hand or bottom by a loving parent however, is a different thing - and acceptable - www.politik.co.nz has march information plus more."Do a DNS lookup on www.politiks.co.nz - an extremist Christian anti-section 59 website - and lo, its registered in Christchurch (home of Andrew Moore, Christian libertarian)
registrant_contact_name: mybook
registrant_contact_address1: P.O. Box 8979
registrant_contact_city: christchurch
registrant_contact_country: NZ (NEW ZEALAND)
registrant_contact_phone: +64 3 3574599
registrant_contact_email: *********@gmail.com
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admin_contact_name: mybook
admin_contact_address1: P.O. Box 8979
admin_contact_city: christchurch
admin_contact_country: NZ (NEW ZEALAND)
admin_contact_phone: +64 21 1140751
admin_contact_email: *********@gmail.com
%Ring the mobile number and lo, one is answered by the voice mail of... Andrew Moore.
Clearly, the Herald's editorial writers can neither use a DNS lookup tool or their own site's search engine. -
So... Is Mr. Moore being disingenuous or is he just a liar?
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it says in that Economist article "...in far-flung New Zealand..." How Eurocentric!! I would suggest that as the submarine subbles (or whatever they do) Auckland would be close to Colombia than London.
It has to be our few entry points and uncorrupted customs and police service to blame.
As for local prices, lore has it that if you actually get hold of the stuff it'll be cut 75% and cost a coll grand... But cocaine in New Zealand is an urban myth, everyone knows someone who knows someone but no one has ACTUALLY ever got any.
Or maybe I just don't roll with Ridgy and Ellis's crew.
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I love Europe, I am lucky enough to be able to afford to get there every 4-5 years for several weeks, just to remind myself that Manakau isn't a big airport, Heathrow is BIG. And to recall that urban civilisation has its own sybaritic pleasures.
When I was in London last (northern) summer I made a point of going to Borough Markets, given all the Jamie Oliver hype the place gets and all. I was horribly disappointed; the quality of the produce was just average compared to the farmers market in Hawkes Bay I go to at every opportunity. Now, I am of the view that our bold, dazzling light has mysteriously given us a cultural predilection for bold, bursting flavour compared to a seeming European preference for bland, but beyond that it only goes to reinforce how in a country the size of the U.K. but with only four million people we have a certain effortless standard of living that Britain just can't hope to match. Oh yes, and Xmas sucks in winter. Gimme the ability to be Al Fresco in December anytime.
In the same trip to Europe last year, I remember a feeling of slight relief at leaving from Heathrow with the all the usual excessive and pointless security, interminable queues, swaying mobs, and intemperate customers on a packed Emirates flight to Dubai. From Dubai to Bangkok, Bangkok to Sydney, Sydney to Auckland you could almost physically feel the teeming, polluted and troubled world being left behind. Sydney felt almost like home, fresh and trouble free. By the time the jet touched down in Auckland I had a palpable sense of relief at being back on the uttermost edge of the world, slower paced, mercifully underpopulated, clean. My lovely, isolated, home islands free from corruption and where reassuringly zealous customs staff protect me from the evils beyond the seas, it always makes me smile to come home.
But then again, I hear the coke in London is really good, ubiquitous and cheap.
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We got back from a week on Waiheke on Friday. Ably assisted by what I am sure has been the best New Year weather in the last five years it was magic over there. I didn't want to return to the rat race only 45 minutes on the car ferry away.
Hopefully the weather will stay as beautifully clement for you as it was for us!!!