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A poem for David Seymour
What can I say? His profound vision for school lunches inspired me.
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Peter
Stalking is having a cultural moment, prompting a desperately-needed conversation. Misogyny is a never-ending cultural moment. This post carries a strong content warning. Please be careful.
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Aces in their places
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A dirty three-letter word ending in X
There are reasons I want to pay tax. They're old-fashioned - so go ahead and laugh at me if you like. I want school kids to be fed. I want whānau to be housed. I want workers to be safe, public servants to be valued. I want our
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Pet peeve
I’m a cat person. It would take a special dog to win me over - and that dog was never going to be Chris Bishop's. His dog appeared at today's policy announcement. It was fluffy and vacuous, like it was barking indiscriminately at anything and
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The men and the boys
In confidence, for my paid subscribers.
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On location
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The principal's office
Kia ora, Principal. Mate, I don’t envy you. Every man and his dog has an opinion - and now some random 47-year-old lady is adding her reckons to the mix. I’m not going to tell you how to do your job either: it’s a tough role, and
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Thought for the day, 13 March 2024
On my mother's mother's side, there are medical people. They're intriguing for both their smarts and their grit, forged through the experience of bog Irish immigrants to Aotearoa. Many have made careers in medicine. The Murphy medical gene skipped me spectacularly, but I'
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Getting our House in order
Update as at 9:41am Tuesday 2024. It's gone! Power to the people!
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Nerd Sunday: Robbing Peter to pay Paul
If you liked the dark intrigue of The Davinci Code, I promise you'll love this.
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Dignity
My son visited me at work on Wednesday, arriving as I microwaved leftovers for lunch. I went to wrap my arms around him, like I always have and I always will - because the moment a kid no longer needs such a thing is the moment he comes to cherish