mark, i agree completely. andrew sharp has always been an assimilationist in very liberal garb. but it's hard to know what the motivation is. is he an assimilationist because he genuinely wants a 'single nation' nzl that is a melange of all peoples, or because he doesn't like maori?
having spoken to sharp a bunch of times i'm inclined to think the former, and i get the same vibe from english (philosophically speaking). it is however a viewpoint i can't agree with. assimilation is assimilation, minorities always lose.
brash and bassett? the complete opposite. they're also fond of a heterogenous nzl, but one where eevryone plays by the same rules.
their rules that is.
but the australian model? i could not disagree more. the common law/black letter law approach has failed aboriginal people miserably. it's been exploited by howard to undermine aboriginal rights at every, single, opportunity in favour of hard assimilation, ie "be brown-skinned white men, no other alternative is offered".
and manakura, again, i agree. it's the *real* white man's burden, you can't take take the piss without looking like a colonial oppressor... sigh... ah well, at least i'm easily employable and tend to get paid more than everyone else. :)
at risk of blundering into this debate a little late,
oh, and i worked in a phone room where usually the only white face was mine. coconut, hori, taro and other was words frequently bandied around the room. the only one who didn't use them? yours truly.
growing pot indoors aeh....
a guy i know tried that back in his university days. apparently the ceiling access thingo was in his room, so he clambered up and built a little reflectory in there from tinfoil and incandesent bulbs.
he'd done some reading about lighting hours, and how long plants needed to be exposed to light to ensure they flowered, etc.
so, he's walking home from uni one day just on dusk and realises, to his horror, that the lighting arrangement is lighting up his entire roof. a ring of golden light shining out from under the eves, like a huge 'x-marks-the-spot'.
pesky southern winters.
missiung seeing mclusky in melbourne in 2002 (?) is one of my regrets
the urbandictionary entries for pakeha are in a similar vein.
what. are. these. people. like?
last year i did exactlywhat jo did and just chilled on the couch. watched old star wars dvds, played xbox, and ate a roast chicken for lunch.
this year was however endless relatives. that said, i also dived the poor knights, drove up to cape reinga and looked at tourists, saw joan and darby, marvelled at the far north, enjoyed a fantastic tour of pompallier house (also knicked some nectarines of their fruit trees... v.good), stayed in a cheap but great hotel in auckland, enjoyed new years with friends over dinner, and remainded (mostly) sober, visited the mount and talked business with my granddad, saw endless tracks of the central high-country, and returned to a very, very cold wellington.
highlight? diving poor knights. we got lost on the dive and ended up swimming along a seawall that dropped from 20 to 50, then to 100m. an endless chasm of the deepest blue water you've ever seen. the most amazing sight of my life. scared the piss out of me.
sweet jesus... that is the most jaw-droppling offensive site i've ever seen... someone must have got the bitch-slap from another kid at the kindy.
it's really great that the automobile has given them independence. allows them to escape the solitary confinement of their elderly years. encourages them to spend those saved dollars productively instead of being couped up in the house.
and driving to paihia has made me realise, i'm agin it.
NB: NOT based on a true story.
i couldn't not get in on this action tho.
Liars. And fakers.
Ungracious present takers.
Dressed up in some xmas best
To make the neighbours feel impressed
A shallow, meaningless,
How can you smile at her?
You fucked her sister!
She came back cause ‘cause,
You whined you missed her…
And now we sit smiling,
I stand beneath some mistletoe,
Alone to watch you to and fro,
Some assholes that I have to know,
A cruelty built of kindness
“my angel”, what angel?!
Next year the bitch nailed to the tree?
WILL BE ME!
who says only teens can do angst?
joanna, i've never swum in egg-nogg.
the visibility would be too low, and the fish-life is usually external to the vessel.