Posts by Russell Brown
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Oh, and I heard last night that Woman's Day is really pissed off because it had the Veitch story too, but the Dom Post went to press first. I gather both have copies of the controversial private agreement.
There's a lot of digging going on by other media organisations too.
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Meanwhile, off on the fringe ... Lindsay Perigo:
For make no mistake: the crazed mobs baying for his blood and bowels couldn't care less about his assault on his ex-partner. It's not that that has made them rabid. It's his exceptional talent for which they seek to hang, draw and quarter him.
They are far lower than Veitch ...
Leighton Smith apparently read out the whole press release on air.
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I understand, and believe in, the therapeutic value of 'owning up to' one's bad behaviour. This may include formal 'punishment' as well as the informal forms we are seeing now - public criticism, loss of job, loss of face, expressions of remorse (genuine) etc etc. I would like to see Tony Veitch accountable for his actions in a court of law.
I think that's the way most people here feel. As I said before, I have far less of an opinion about punishment than I do about this coming properly to account in a court.
But as has been pointed out here and elsewhere, the Sensible Sentencing Trust has very little to say about family violence anyway. It doesn't fit their worldview.
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Thanks Dyan, nicely put.
Rob, no one is trying to silence you or drive you out of the discussion, but I think Dyan is right about your style of argument. It might be well-intended, but it ends up like trolling.
Oh, and yes, Veitch's house does have stairs. Hard ones. They've been in photographs.
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What exactly is Ana Ivanovic (world womens tennis number 1) trying to trade on here? I don't see a tennis racket anywhere. She's given the green light for people to discuss her physical appearance as she is attempting to boost her profile, and bank account along with it.
I'm totally relaxed abut sportspeople being media sex symbols (cf: Dan Carter).
They generally have amazing bodies and move gracefully, and that makes them good to look at -- the Greeks understood that. Indeed, I suspect it is still a major motivation for watching the Olympics ...
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It's really normal (as in lotsof people do it ) to comment on other's appearance. Because it's "normal" it's the stuff we need to think about.
I do understand the point you're making. But in this context, it was actually relevant.
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Dunno about Nadine Gordimer, but if she delivered a treatise on Foucault while in the nuddy she's be a shoo-in for an honorary doctorate.
Only in France.
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When I was in Korea I knew many North Americans as friends and colleagues. They were all surprised that we use the word 'cunt' to describe men. To them it is the ultimate insult to a women. I don't remember even hearing it used as a word to describe women in NZ before that point.
These days it has become a form of endearment amongst many males as somebody has stated already. I think we over analyse some things way the fuck too much at times. Yours truly certainly guilty of it at times.
I'm told that the Back of the Y guys went to their producers earlier this year to tell them the title of their proposed follow-up to The Devil Dared Me To.
Which was ... Hard Cunts.
Here in New Zealand, we understand that, in context, to be affectionate slang for risk-taking, mutually loyal males.
The rest of the world? Not so much ...
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Wellingtonians seem to go out of their way not to appear excited by TV presenters, reality TV "stars" and goss mags, though indie filmmakers, musicians and obscure writers are a different story of course.
What has happened up here is a complex business, entwined with the public relations industry. You bung your PR client heaps for staging a "launch" on a Tuesday night. But to validate that launch, you need to make sure that some celebrities turn up. So you have to create a celebrity culture ...
Saunders did once actually explain how one enters the celebrity lists, starting with gatecrashing if necessary (trivially easy) then schmoozing the PR company, handing out business cards etc. Once you establish that you are in fact someone who will turn up to the opening of an envelope on a rainy Tuesday night, you're on your way ...
The apparently talentless Aja Rock is probably the champ of all this, having wangled her way onto Celebrity Treasure Island without actually being a celebrity, and basing her subsequent celebrity career on having been on the programme. She did also hook up with a wealthy, tasteless used car dealer. That works too.
It's a porny sort of scene in more than one way.
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Dear Auckland,
Plz do not send us all your munters. Kthnxbai.
Coals to Newcastle ...
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