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In strict confidence, for my paid subscribers. A warning that this story involves grief and loss, as well as compassion and redemption.
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In strict confidence, for my paid subscribers. A warning that this story involves grief and loss, as well as compassion and redemption.
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I'm catching up with today's news, and I'm disappointed (if completely unsurprised) that we've missed the opportunity for a conversation about the role of tikanga in Parliament. We're led to think about the House as this place of neutrality and
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Look, I don't have a problem with the C word. But like any responsible user, I appreciate there's some careful etiquette around it. And that etiquette is what makes our nation great. We’re good c***s, mostly. But I'm not happy with some
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Pondering. It's not obvious to me how a ban on social media for under 16s would work. And I agree there's potential for negative consequences. I'm the mum of the trans and autistic kids. Trust me: I understand that finding community matters a lot.
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In strict confidence for my paid subscribers. It's partly a response to hateful rhetoric that trans people like my son are groomers. I've altered details so people aren't identifiable. Take care.
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An entwinement with the kupu of my friend.
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This post is for Dan.
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Some reflections, and I hope they won't come across the wrong way. I haven't yet read the UK judgement, so I can't comment much. I'll just say that courts are there to interpret the law, not say whether they like it or
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Name suppression is often seen as a way for rich people and predators to escape consequences. Is that fair, and what needs to change? A caution that this post is challenging - take care.
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People say, 'You can't beat Wellington on a good day'. They're usually talking about the weather. And they're wrong. I say this affectionately, as someone who lives some thirty kilometres and five degrees up the road, in Te Awa Kairangi ki Uta
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Back in the day, we got jam sandwiches and we were grateful. Sigh. I’ve been watching the intergenerational debate play out over school lunches. My first set of musings is here. This is the second set. There’s been a bunch of advice from everyday people, many of whom
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RNZ: don't be dicks. Photos of politicians carry weight, especially in a social media-orientated world. Editorial choice around photos sends deliberate signals. [Picture description: An irrelevant and unflattering photo of the Prime Minister eating.] Sometimes photos are chosen to lionise politicians: think a triumphant Trump after a bullet