I’d be worried if they hadn’t found a crack there
Newsy crap
Plucked from the headlines, online and in print
Seymour: how dare anyone have an opinion
Our mighty leader’s other second-in-command, Mr Smug himself David Seymour, has hit the headlines. Again. For being an arrogant wee troll. Again.
He reckons our ever-shrinking pool of healthcare professionals have no business expressing an opinion on the state of our ever-shrinking healthcare system.
In fact, he says there are too many whining “busy-bodies” in the profession.
The ACT Party leader (and possible stunt double for Rimmer in cult TV series Red Dwarf) had the fucking gall to refer to public health leaders “muppets”, but then wimped out by saying he wasn’t referring to the medical profession when he made the comment.
But then he told the Press that he he feared the medical profession had “attracted too many whining busy-bodies”.
We have medical professionals leaving for less stressful roles in Aussie at an alarming rate, story after story in the media about overworked staff, overflowing waiting rooms, missed diagnoses, late treatments. Stories about people dying because of these shortfalls.
But this government has done sweet FA to fix the problem. Every issue is blamed on the previous administration. What feels like daily reports of shootings? Labour’s fault. Food banks over-run with demand? Labour’s fault. Businesses closing in record numbers? Labour’s fault. Healthcare going down the gurgler? Labour’s fault.
There must be a point where this motley bunch currently infesting the Beehive finally take some responsibility for the damage being done by their shitty policies.
A good start would be health. It’s something that will affect us all at some point, and this idiot with his trolling is fixing nothing.
Listen to the people working in the system. They can see what is working and what isn’t. And they are in the best position to help fix things.
Trump intervenes for Tates; DeSantis grows a spine
Once again proving that sexual predators stick together (hands up all those not surprised to see Russell Brand at one of his rallies!) Trump has gone into bat for those poor misunderstood Tate brothers.
Professional whinger, misogynist and chinless wonder Andrew Tate and his sidekick brother that no one remembers, Tristan, have been subject to the hospitality of the Romanian justice system since their December 2022 arrest over alleged trafficking of minors, sex with minors and money laundering. A lovely pair of young lads, right?
This “man” who seems to constantly have the facial expression of an angry toddler with a full diaper wasn’t enjoying being under what was effectively house arrest, so ol’ Donnie boy put a bit of pressure on the Romanian authorities and next thing you know, they were winging their way to Florida (the Tate brothers are joint UK/US citizens).
Interestingly, Florida governor Ron DeSantis has grown a spine and stated quite clearly: “No, Florida is not a place where you’re welcome with that type of conduct.”
Meanwhile, four British women are bringing separate civil claims against Andrew Tate in the UK, accusing him of rape and coercive control.
The Tates were already subject to an extradition order to take them back to Britain, but only once Romanian legal dramas are done.
What a classy pair of lads.
What I’ll say to you is …
(or Luxon’s language lessons)
It’s no secret that our great leader, Christopher Luxon, isn’t the most articulate of people.
(Hmm, should that be leader or leader adjacent? He comes across as more puppet than leader, and I’m sure most of us has some strong thoughts on who is pulling the strings. We’re looking at you, junior coalition partners).
But I digress. Back to our not-so-articulate Prime Minister. He was interviewed this week by the usually sympathetic Mike Hosking, who simply wanted a straight yes or no answer to one straight-forward question: If Andrew Bayly hadn’t quit his ministerial role, would Luxon have sacked him. I’m not generally a fan of Hosking, but he did a fine job of highlighting just what it is that is so FECKING FRUSTRATING about Luxon’s method of answering questions.
And what I’ll say to you is this: he trundles out his regular cliches and never actually fucking answers. Sigh.
As the lovely Paddy Gower pointed out, the interview went like this:
- Hosking: Question
- Luxon: Waffle
- Hosking: Question
- Luxon: Waffle
This cycle went on for three minutes. Three painfully long minutes. And at no point did we get a yes, or a no.
Hosking did, however, get royally pissed off by the waffle and deflection and eventually snapped at Luxon, saying: “This is why you’re in trouble in the polls. People want something decisive. And look, if you wouldn’t have sacked him, say so. Either way, I don’t care.”
I’m not a huge fan of Hosking, but it was a lovely moment and if I could have reached through the screen, I’d have given Hosking a hug. Or at the very least, a high 5.
Former National Party chief press secretary Janet Wilson said Luxon seems to struggle when it comes to communicating clearly, that he appears to memorise talking points: “He rote learns it to a point where he is nothing but a talking robot and has no flexibility in his thought processes,” she said.
Do the mashed potato …
When the health gurus said we should have more veges, I don’t think this is what they meant.
Winner winner chicken dinner
It’s easy to dismiss the lifestyles of celebrity offspring as nothing more than nepo babies showing off their wealth and privilege. And it’s true that some of them really are just overindulged wee brats. But sometimes it feels like the trolls just love to have a crack at anyone and everyone.
Brooklyn Beckham has apparently committed the ultimate sin of having aspirations. Bad nepo baby!
The poor kid (yes I’m old, I can call him a kid) is something of a wannabe foodie and likes to post videos on social media of his cooking efforts. Oh, how dare he!
Every time he posts a cooking video, the trolls crawl out from under their bridges with a bunch of bitchy comments about the food, the cost, his tattoos, etc. Funnily enough though, of all those leaving snarky comments, not one seems to have actually tried out the recipes. Go figure.
The latest, featuring some pretty tasty looking fried chook, has prompted an online tantrum from the web whingers of the world. How dare he use (gasp) 2 cups of buttermilk? Doesn’t he know that there are people out there who are broke?
And how dare he fill a pan with ever-so-expensive oil to cook his chook? I refer you again to the people with depleted bank balances.
The thing is, every single one of is is probably better off than someone else out there; every single one of us probably appears to be incredibly wasteful in how we live and what we spend to someone else out there. Wealth is subjective.. What is or isn’t a waste of money is subjective.
And let’s be honest: there are plenty of other “nepo babies” out there who are doing things that offend me a lot more than cooking some bloody chicken! How about that shitty quality, overpriced makeup that one of those talentless “famous for big arses, sex tapes and being dim” family members is hocking off?
Yeah mate, I’ll take that chicken recipe any day.
Welcome to the 21st century
United States head honcho Joe Biden signed legislation making gay marriage legal this week, which is as much a cause for celebration as for sadness. It’s great that this has finally happened. But sad that it has taken so long.
The new law is intended to safeguard gay marriages if the US Supreme Court ever decides to backtrack on Obergefell v Hodges, its 2015 decision that legalised same-sex marriage nationwide. The law also protects interracial marriages. According to a report on Stuff: “In 1967, the Supreme Court in Loving v Virginia struck down laws in 16 states barring interracial marriage.”
Biden was quoted as saying: “This law and the love it defends strike a blow against hate in all its forms. And that’s why this law matters to every single American.”
The law was signed during a ceremony at the White House, where singers Sam Smith and Cyndi Lauper performed.
A recording of Biden’s television interview from a decade ago, when he caused a bit of a political furore by unexpectedly disclosing his support for gay marriage.
While it’s great that the protections are now in place, why should they even need this protection? Marriage is marriage, love is love: if two consenting adults are happy together, the extremist asshats who want to interfere should simply fuck off.
If you’ve been on social media at all this week, you’ve probably seen posts about it, including a lot of hate from the mouth-breathers of the far right who don’t believe in equal rights. I have to say, I don’t understand why they are so scared of something that doesn’t impact them at all. Two men getting married is now legal, it’s not compulsory. And dudes, just because another man is gay, it doesn’t mean he fancies you. I’ve noticed most of the men full of hate and bullshit over this turn of events are definitely in the “not likely to get laid” category, so here’s a hint: if women don’t want to shag you, it’s highly likely men won’t want to either. Unfuckable is unfuckable, sexual orientation doesn’t alter that.
For young gay Kiwis, it is probably hard to fathom that there was a time when not only couldn’t they get married, but simply being gay made them criminals. The Homosexual Law Reform Bill finally became law 1986, decriminalising sex between two blokes. It all seems so simple now, but in the lead up to the passing of that particular bit of legislation, there was debate, petitions and unfounded bullshit aplenty.
I remember the many, many sanctimonious gits with clipboards in hand, roaming the streets of central Invercargill collecting signatures for their petition to stop the law being passed. More than once, I was told “our children won’t be safe if this goes ahead”.
The petition-holders seemed a little taken aback when I told them to bugger off.
Live and let live people.
And welcome to the 21st century, America.