Archive for April, 2009

Updates…

It’s a pain when life and work gets in the way of blogging, ay?

There’s been heaps of action here in NZ over the last few days:

  • Apparently the North and South Islands of NZ have never been officially named. This is an opportunity folks. There need to be suggestions from the public before the boring old unofficial names are made official.

Some suggestions (taken from a Guy Rundle article in one of last week’s Crikey emails):

  • North Island: Nuth Island, South Island: Suth Island
  • North Island: South Fiji, South Island: North Ice
  • North Island: Dom, South Island: Femme
  • North Island: East Bondi, South Island: South-east Bondi
  • North Island: Landmass East of Australia No.1, South Island: Landmass East of Australia No.2
  • North Island: Fush, South Island: Chups
  • North Island: Bro’, South Island: Cuz
  • North Island: League, South Island: Union
  • North Island: Mordor, South Island: The Shire

Any other suggestions from you fine people? I also quite like ‘Jonah’ and ‘Lomu’.

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A belated rememberance of ANZAC Day

As I’ve been away I haven’t had the chance to stick up a post regarding ANZAC Day. However, given the subject matter of this blog, it would be remiss of me to ignore it.

So, lest we forget the sacrifice made by those that have defended our countries, and also the tragic loss of life which is caused by war.

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Back in five…

Hi guys,

I’m in the beautiful city of Wellington for a couple of days. I have net access, but just have slightly more to do than watch the blog (ie. eating, drinking, and avoiding hypothermia).

In the meantime, try to get David’s residency/citizenship sorted, and ignore any threatening messages that might show up in the comments.And for god’s sake, if anytone comes across a futon being called a click-clack, email me. I’m keen to get that one put to bed.

Can anyone recommend a good Japanese joint in Welly? Also a pub with a good selection of micro-brewery beers would be good.

Cheers.

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Notice: New Blog Visitor Policy

Just a quick note to inform everyone of the introduction of a new geographically-based visitor vetting policy at this blog.

Commencing immediately, nobody from Wainuiomata shall be allowed to visit this blog.

This is nothing to do with what some of Wainuiomata’s sports teams may or may not have done at a certain motel, or the quality of Wainuiomata visitors’ comments.

Rather, it is prompted by the fact that they are the people responsible for electing Trevor Mallard to parliament.

I mean, honestly, what were you all thinking?

The ban will stand until the next election, when hopefully Wainuiomata voters come to their senses and see to it that that simpleton is not re-elected.

Regards,

Fush ‘n’ Chups Admin

PS – There is currently no mechanism in place to actually enforce this ban, so for now we rely on an honesty policy. If you are from Wainuiomata, and are still reading, please close your tab/browser window immediately.

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Quick, where’s the Aussie angle?

The motel owner in question. Looking sharp big fella.

Outrage once again in New Zealand this morning, as a motel owner in Palmerston North bans residents from Wainuiomata from staying there after a couple of sports teams acted like ferals.

This was on the front page of the Dominion Post. True story.

“Why?”, I hear you asking yourself, “Surely it’s just a small business owner being a bit of a tool?”

Hang on, you’ve missed the important bit:

“Supreme’s owner, Steve Donnelly-an Australian- said guests from Wainuiomata were more trouble than they were worth.”

Nope, the motel owner is one of those dastardly Australians!  Boooo!

This reaction may seem  a bit familiar for those of you who found this blog via a similar media beat-up.

Can someone please enlighten me as to how it is relevant that this guy is from Australia? Why did that need to even be mentioned, other than to stir up some anti-Aussie sentiment?

Surely that sort of thing should be the sole domain of amateur bloggers, not *cough* respected news organisations like AAP.

Anyway, at least our elected representatives take a balanced view on matters such as this. For example, the Labour MP Trevor Mallard did his utmost to lend a sense of perspective to the whole fiasco:

“It’s stupid and very, very unfair. It shows the sort of blind prejudice I thought we didn’t have in New Zealand any more. I’m not surprised the (owner’s) Australian.”

That is an astonishing statement in more ways than one.

Look, the motel owner might be a complete idiot for all I know. I’m not sticking up for him. But the fact the guy’s an Australian is simply irrelevant.

To any journalist considering taking any chance to stir up some Aussie-bashing: please don’t, you just make yourselves look silly.

Anyway, I’m sure Professor Mein Smith will chuck in her two bob’s worth pretty soon. Just as soon as she can think up a Phar Lap analogy.

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NZ Chuck Norris

Folks, I’d like to introduce a new occasional contributor to the blog. You may have heard of him: Chuck Norris.

Not many people know this, but when he’s not filming movies where he kicks bad guys’ arses with roundhouse kicks, he often hangs out in New Zealand. And at times, he gets a bit frustrated with certain issues happening in NZ, and needs to get them off his chest.

Over to you, Chuck.

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Hi Guys,

The kind folks here at this (and let’s be honest) lame little pissant blog have given me a channel vent my opinion on some of the things happening in this here little island of NZ that I visit from time to time.

Chuck Norris could write a better blog in the 4.32 seconds he spends on the crapper each morning, but the Internet couldn’t handle the traffic if he ever put it online.

The only things Chuck Norris wants to get off his chest at this time are:

Chuck Norris likes his women with moustaches AND goatees. Chuck Norris is going to kick Paul Henry’s ass.

Chuck Norris may have been responsible for that earthquake in Gisborne a couple of weeks ago. He had chilli for dinner the night before. He apologises.

Now Helen Clark’s left for the UN, Chuck Norris now has more balls than the entire NZ Labour Party combined.

Nobody dares overtake Chuck Norris when he’s on the road in NZ.

The geysers in Rotorua stop expelling gas when Chuck Norris rolls into town. They know better.

No cyclist dares to wear lycra in NZ when Chuck Norris is in the country.

Buff Oysters were named after Chuck Norris.

At NZ intersections, everyone gives way to Chuck Norris. If the yellow car tries his shit, Chuck Norris will roundhouse kick him in the face.

Until next time,

NZ Chuck Norris

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Sir Chups?

Firstly I just want to get something out of the way: the New Zealand Prime Minister, John Key, is a visionary and a genius.

(Australians: Yep that’s right, Helen Clark’s no longer the NZ PM. Yeah I know, we liked her, didn’t we? Especially whenever she sledged John Howard. But she was in office for a while, so voters over here decided to give a new bloke a go. And he’s pretty cool. He’s already mates with K-Rudd. Kevin signed the plaster cast on Key’s broken arm and everything. Rumour has it that Kevin wrote “Hey John, say fish and chips again! Haha!”. Key was so impressed he auctioned the cast online (once it was removed) and got $18,500 for it. True story.)

John Key is the type of guy who, if you put him alone in a room with a scrambled Rubik’s Cube, three minutes later he’d come out with it solved.

Apparently in his university days, he solve his professors’ unfinished equations, Will Hunting style.

I also have it on good authority that he is a man you do NOT want to play a game of Scrabble against.

Waiting for John to finish reading the newspaper so you can do the cryptic crossword? Sorry, you’re out of luck my friend. He will have already done it, with one eye on the sports section.

You get the idea.

Tending his flock. Little known fact: Key was a shepherd in his younger days.

What good would a NZ PM be without a herd of sheep?

As an example of John Key’s brilliance, consider his reponse to the global economic crisis which he had to deal with soon after taking office. With leaders around the world scurrying to introduce bail-outs, nationalise banks, and generally shitting themselves, what does Key do?

He announces that he’s going to build a bike track.

Just let that sink in for a minute.

How is that for some lateral thinking folks?

You couldn’t even say that was from left field. That’s some zen-like Yoda-style wisdom right there guys.

Rudd had to drop AU$42 billion on a national broadband network just to try to outdo the guy.

And so that brings me to the point of this post. One of Key’s stated aims at last year’s election was to stem the flow of Kiwis to Australia, and hopefully try to lure a few expats back to NZ as well.

However, since the election there hasn’t been a lot of talk about how this is going to be achieved. But that’s no big deal, election promises are made to be broken, right? Maybe it was a “non-core” promise, John Howard style.

If you thought this, then you would be wrong, way wrong. John Key’s already six steps ahead of everyone.

What is the one thing that Australia doesn’t have that could be attractive to some of NZ’s best and brightest?

Knighthoods.

Key announced a couple of months ago that his government was going to re-introduce the titular system that was previously abolished by Helen Clark’s mob when they were elected.

It might have seemed like Key was just some mad monarchist pining for the good ol’ days of British colonialism, but no, this bloke knows all about cause and effect and the like.

The thing is, when he said he wanted to lure back expat Kiwis, he didn’t say which ones. He doesn’t want the ones sitting on Bondi beach being sponsored by the Kevin Rudd surf team. No, he wants the high-fliers, the luminaries, the ones that have done New Zealand proud on the world stage. Think Peter Jackson, the guys from Flight of the Conchords, John Clarke, or anyone from the Finn family.

What could appeal to voters enrich the culture of New Zealand more than to have these high-achievers back living and working in NZ?

In a word: brilliant.

It also got me to thinking, this is a pretty small place, population-wise. Surely the odds of one getting tapped for one of these honours has to be better than just about anywhere else. Which means, if I hang around for another year or so, and become a citizen, I’ll be eligible. All that remains would be to do something vaguely notable.

Has a blogger ever been knighted?

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Breaking News: Trundlers spotted in NZ

Just to prove to the naysayers, these so-called “born and bred” Kiwis who had never heard of a shopping trolley being called a trundler before, irrefutable proof has been spotted at my local Countdown:

In case you need a closer look:

Honestly, next thing you lot will be telling me a New Zealander was the first to split the atom or something.

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The PM responds

Only took him two weeks to formulate a comeback to some of the claims made on this blog. Which is strange for a man of such formidable intelligence (more on that soon).

He could of at least left a comment on here first. Pity.

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Happy Easter, I suppose

I tell you one thing I love about New Zealand. They don’t get carried away with any of the holiday periods.

Take Easter for example. It’s a recognised public holiday time, same as most other places. There are a few stands with Easter eggs etc in the shops for the past month or so, and Easter Friday and Monday are public holidays. Like Australians, Kiwis love a good public holiday no matter what the reason, so many nick off to some other part of the country for a long weekend.

And that’s about it.

Kiwis are a laid-back bunch, as I said before. If some were any more laid back they’d be horizontal. That can be annoying sometimes (like when you have to wait FOREVER to get your furniture delivered when moving here and keep being told that “it’ll be there soon bro”).

It takes a fair bit to get the average New Zealander to get excited. Really, it’s only All Blacks matches, or the very rare occasion that NZ manages to beat the Aussies at something. Or an Australian blogger who says anything other than that NZ has the best scenery, the best lifestyle, the best rugby team, and is the best country on Earth.

But in the case of festive or holiday seasons, this laid-back approach  is pretty refreshing.

Compare this to Easter in Australia. There are eggs in the supermarkets by early February. Leading up to Easter the catalogues for eggs and stuffed bunnies fill your letter box.

And then the ads on TV start. You know those ones on “the meaning of Easter”? The vox-pop style ones filmed in 1987 with the wonky-looking buck-tooth cross-eyed kids crapping on about how they can’t wait to scarf a bunch of chocolate eggs, and then the finger-wagging message to not forget it’s a Christian holiday?

There’s no escaping them, and they drive you up the wall, and this is from someone that doesn’t really even watch TV.

Not here though. It’s just Easter, big deal. Have a few days off, head away to the bach, and that’s about it.

And it’s the same for Xmas, Mother’s and Father’s Day, Valentines Day, and any other designated “Day” where you’re compelled to buy things for others.

So Happy Easter and all that, but really, just enjoy the holiday.

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