Trevor Tells It Like It Is

If It Bleeds It Leads I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but all the improvements in modern communication haven’t been reflected in the standard of journalism. Whilst I admit that the public attention span has shortened along with the advent of instant access, I still wonder why those of us who prefer a bit of depth in our news are force-fed facile sensationalism with our morning tea. Most of the current crop seems to have graduated from the 19th century ‘penny dreadful’ school of journalism. The front page is strictly reserved for… Read More

I’d Be Honoured! By Trevor Plumbly

It’s that time again: Queen’s Birthday Honours! And I’m eyeing the postman with all the expectancy of Hyacinth Bucket waiting for the mayoral invitation. Surely Her Majesty won’t overlook me again? I know I’m tucked away a bit down here, but that shouldn’t be a problem with communication the way it is these days. Unless some bugger in Wellington is putting the diplomatic boot in, it must be my year. A knighthood? Thank you, but no, perhaps later when she’s run out of pop stars. In the meantime, something a bit more… Read More

Trevor Tells It Like It Is

We’re just a little country at the arse end of the world, but when it comes to facing up to imaginary threats we’re world class. While we’re still flushed with the success of the Dotcom family offensive, yet another potential enemy has been summarily dealt with, this time in the form of an HIV positive four-year old boy being expelled from a childcare centre after pressure from a parent group. Not content with that victory, this neo-inquisition gang descended on the boy’s elder brothers’ schools to reinforce the point. This sort of… Read More

Happy Birthday To Me! By Trevor Plumbly

On the morning of September 18th 2006, I rose out of bed a little more tentatively than normal. I was now 65 years old and it was time for a bit of a stock take. A glance in the mirror confirmed hair loss, teeth intact and the basics of the old chiselled features discernible, dimly, but nevertheless discernible. Sadly that didn’t extend south. The beer, pies and fish and chips had sent in their account and my waistline had paid in full. Turning sideways I drew in a deep breath in an… Read More

The N.Z. Dotcom Sitcom by Trevor Plumbly

On Friday 20th January, 76 N.Z. police officers – some armed – carried out dawn raids on 3 North Auckland residential properties. The target for this show of force? A middle-aged German millionaire and a couple of his executives with serious issues with the United States. Not terrorist issues you understand; financial ones, and we all know how tetchy the Yanks can get over a dollar or two, look at the Warner Brothers/Hobbitt Movie saga for example. It seems to me that a lot of small countries sit and wag their tails… Read More