@ Matthew Littlewood:
Buckley was also a genuinely intelligent, witty and articulate man, who (oddly enough) had a lot of friends on the 'other side' because he was rather good company.
Didn't he cut his teeth writing for a pro-segregation journal or some shit?
it doesn't seem like a bad joke to me.
It's a great joke. I'm going to use it. I miss George Carlin so much.
Auckland Grammar boys who took some stupid pictures of themselves worshipping a swastika during a school trip to the Auckland War Memorial Museum
Nazis are becoming boogey men from story books and black and white pictures. I remember when I was 7 or 8 years old walking around in the school yard with my friend doing Hitler mustaches and marching like Nazis (we had just both seen our first Fawlty Towers).
One of the teachers, an English woman, grabbed us both by the ear and told us about living through the bombing of London.
We went white and apologised.
She said, "So don't you go making jokes about Hitler in front of me. Do you know what it's like to be five years old and hearing bombs going off over your heads?"
Now most teachers don't know how to use apostraphes and have Forest Gumpesque intelligence.
We can never forget what happened during the holocaust and seeing smug rich kids make a joke out of it is sickening, not youthful exuberance.
Wow. I know I'm not the last, so trying to work out which of the first two I must be?
Probably wilful blindness. I read an article recently on the psychology of self-depection. It was really interesting.
Do I now have to make a joke about a priori conceptions of what a city should be like?
I really like the place and I don't live there.
Yet you repeat yourself.
Excuse me whilst I wipe the drool from the corner of my mouth, pick up my white cane and adjust my incontinence nappies!
I didn't say a full-on munter. I said subnormally intelligent.
Like Forest Gump with a bit more going on. What my mum calls "dim-dull".
Someone who for all intents and purposes seems normal but is only a fraction away from being classed as handicapped.
These people are usually public school teachers or actors.
I hate the place.
Word, Ross. Anyone who likes it is either subnormally intelligent, wilfully blind or hasn't travelled much.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again, we have to have a discussion, as a country, about whether we want to be a country with high levels of public services or a country with low taxes.
Looking around, I'd say that conversation is decidedly over.
Do other cities in the world not have cars on their roads?
Yes but not as many per capita. Auckland has the population of Copehangen with the traffic problems of Los Angeles. It's insane.
And I don't buy the population size argument at all. Lots of smaller cities have good transport and are actually nice to look at. Auckland's is terrible and is terribly ugly.
because we saved you from higher taxes.
That's really it in a nutshell.
I'd be happy to pay significantly more in tax if it meant this city wasn't such a seething suckhole of ugliness.
The City of Cars need look no further for its piece de resistence that will put us on the international map:
I was more curious than concerned. Now I'm confused and significantly less curious.
Let me know when they taser a pregnant woman. I've got a pool going on that one if anyone wants in. $20.
Brickley, watch the you tube clip from Stephen a couple posts above to see what Russell was referring to.
I can't watch that at work either.
I'll wait until I get home I guess.
Why can't someone just spell it out?
Anything about cops and I'm dying to know...
when the internet was abruptly deprived of probably the greatest moment of real-life television policing in New Zealand history this week, loud was the wailing and, um, gnarly was the gnashing.
To what do you so obliquely refer?
My work internet does not allow me to open Facebook.
What is this all about?