I had an apartment on Parliament St for a few years in a fairly lovely but slightly threadbare building which was converted (I think) in the 80s from old law offices. That was a really great spot. Nice apartments seemed few and far between unless you had serious money to burn every week though.
As an exercise I suggest everyone, especially those who’ve never lived in the city, go and have a look on trademe for city apartments. You’ll quickly discover that almost everything is total garbage. I don’t know why our council rubber-stamped so many dingy low-ceilinged new apartment buildings, surely they always had some leeway to say “no, this building completely sucks and you have to make it nice because we won’t let you blight our city for decades to come with the likes of it”, if they didn’t have that leeway then what’s the point of any of it.
I always felt like my partner’s face was so beautiful every time she took off that mask.
I had to get written permission to film in one of the radiation rooms at Auckland Hospital, I haven’t got any of that video broken out, but there’s some footage starting around 4:34 in this longer thing:
If you have very fast eyes you’ll spot pixels being activated by the radiation.
twas good from what I saw
Cupcake Parliament, am I right?
Meanwhile, W. Oil gets $6500 a month for writing about how smoking is cool.
Worse than that, he gets the money but someone else ghostwrites for him.
Craig, we don't always agree on TV shows, or on what constitutes fair game in them, but this is a really fantastic piece of writing, sharp thinking, clear, and to the point. Thank you.
I do also think there is at least some element of truth to what Jane says. But you're right, lets keep the dictionaries on their shelves.
I wondered if that would be one of the examples. I think about him every single day.
When I saw the link I thought this would be about commuting & public transport and such, but it was so much better than that. Thank you.
We can respect that without getting into shaming value-judgements of anyone.
Everyone judges everything and some people do shameful things. I will shame and judge as I see fit. And I see you do the same quite often. However usually I don't see suicide as shameful. Or if they are shameful then only in the sense that it's a terrible shame some other option didn't do the trick.
Some suicides though are shameful. Murder suicides, lads who won't let a woman leave them and decide it's better that "no one can have her if I can't have her". And everything's on a continuum around that.
Let's not pretend this isn't the case.
What's with the self righteous judgement against people who suicide?
I'm going to assume you mean people who commit suicide because of depression, rather than those who do it because of terminal illness - because I don't think people perceive them equally.
It's going to be a long time before people see mental illness the same as other kinds of illness.
Everyone understands a broken arm, you can see it at a glance. Everyone understands the flu, because everyone has had it. But not everyone understands depression. Especially when, like OCD and such, many of the people who talk about having it don't - if you're used to people who are merely sad about something claiming they're depressed you won't understand how serious real depression is.