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Thursday, 31 January 2008

Strange Verdict for Ropati

I find myself a bit bewildered by the Tea Ropati not guilty verdict.

This is not a Louise Nicholas case where a woman is "raped" over a period of many months, but never once complains to her flatmate about it.  This woman reported her rape, in distress, at 3am the same morning, suffering from bruised genitalia, after being dumped in Victoria Park by Ropati.

Tearopati Ropati's story raised far more questions than it answered.  His assertion that the woman would not tell him where she lived, for example, is bizarre.  That suggests she was either too drunk to tell him and he wasn't enquiring hard enough, or that he didn't ask in the first place.  Neither reflects well on him, and both suggest he had no intention of taking her home, as he indeed later did not do, and that there was no consent involved.

Maybe the jury saw and heard things in the courtroom that I did not see in the media.  But on the surface, it seems like they were simply swayed by the parade of league luminaries that stumped up as character witnesses.  To be sure, all they say may have been true, but rape is still rape, whether it's committed by a premeditating Joseph Thompson, or an otherwise exemplary and respectful public figure who, drunk and under stress, did something very stupid indeed.

Older Chicks Rock

Astonanddemi I would quite happily acquiesce to being a wealthy woman's toyboy.  Maturity and experience can be very attractive in a woman.  They're also a lot more enthusiastic than their younger counterparts

Somebody should set up one of these toyboy speed-dates in Auckland.  I'm totally there.

The Pumpkins Return!

...and they're bringing Queens of the Stone Age with them!  I'm pitching a trouser tent just thinking about it.

Only one problem with this:  They're playing in Auckland on the same day as Alice Cooper and Kiss in Wellington!  I count myself lucky I don't already have tickets to that one.

The Pumpkins are one of the best bands to come out of the 1990s and their 1996 concert here still holds fond memories for me.  It will be fab to see them again, especially with QOTSA.

Tuesday, 29 January 2008

A Great Loss for New Zealand

No I am not talking about Sir Ed again.  I'm talking about this guy.

The greatest NZ bowler since Hadlee.  And we're just pissing him away.

Of course, if the man had taken a bit better care of himself, he might have actually played more games.  So in a sense, he pissed his own career away.

It's a tragedy to think what might have been had Bond been a little less injury-prone.  He's certainly been the only bowler since Hadlee that could actually scare foreign batsmen, and could bowl unplayable deliveries with any regularity.  Alas, we are left to dream for another hero as yet unknown.


Friday, 25 January 2008

Strange Internet Dating Profiles Are Back!

...and stranger than ever!  Check out Conjugal Harmony!

Just so wrong, and yet almost tempting.  Did I just say that out loud?
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Tuesday, 15 January 2008

Liquor Laws Should Be Smarter, Not "Tougher"

Drinkinghorn There's a huge groundswell of kneejerks about at the moment who look about, as our forebears did at the bodgies and widgies hanging around milkbars, and fret about "doing something".  Inevitably that something is to complain about the number of liquor licenses issued, as if this somehow affects the amount of alcohol people purchase and consume.

To me it's a no-brainer - if your hick town has ten liquor shops and you somehow manage to manipulate the planning laws to get it down to one, you're not going to decimate the quantity of liquor that people purchase.  All that's going to happen is that the one shop that's left will get ten times the business.  Likewise with bars - if you decimate the number of bars all that will happen is that you get a small number of very large ones.  Since when has concentrating large numbers of drunk people in one place ever reduced crime and vandalism?!!!

Graham Unfortunately we already have a case study of what happens with draconian liquor laws:  West Auckland.  The West is controlled by Soviet Liquor the Trusts and nobody else can sell alcohol there unless it's in a restaurant with a meal.  Do you think Westies have such a notorious stereotypical reputation for hard-drinking by accident?  Reducing the liquor licences does not solve the liquor problems.

The irony is that the liquor laws actually encourage a proliferation of outlets.  The reason for this is the restrictions on the sale of spirits.  Because bottle shops operate in a regulated market where only they can sell spirits, it encourages the existence of more of them.  Allowing supermarkets to sell spirits (as they do in Britain) would force many of them out of business, ensuring the shops that remained were not only easier to police, but also making them specialise more to compete, which would work to make the trade more upmarket.  Supermarkets also have a greater interest in policing themselves, since their turnover is higher and their profits are not 100% from liquor.  It is rare for supermarkets to be caught selling liquor to minors, but far more common amongst bottle shops.

I would say that the majority of cases where shops are charged with making illegal sales occur not with staff who hold manager's certificates, but those who don't.  Unfortunately, while there has to be a Manager on duty at all times on a licensed premises, the staff themselves do not have to be qualified in any way.  This should be changed, and everyone selling liquor should at least hold a Licence Controller Qualification.  The training that managers go through makes a huge difference to their judgement in most cases.

Those are the two main problems with the liquor laws in this country.  Naturally it's not going to stop the wowsers and whiners to change them, but there would certainly be an improvement in societal attitudes to alcohol over time.  But in case anyone missed it:

Restricting things people enjoy doesn't work!

Banning things people enjoy doesn't work!

DISCLOSURE:  I'm a Liquor Licensing Consultant, so this is my line of work.  We'd benefit hugely from having all staff trained, although possibly not so much from supermarkets selling spirits.

Monday, 14 January 2008

Bjoerk is Nuts

This is the second time that Bjoerk has assaulted a photographer.  It's ridiculous that a wealthy woman who owes her livelihood to public interest in her and her music would bite the hand that feeds her like that.  Silly bitch.  She really needs to get back on whatever medication she should be taking.

Personally, I respect Bjoerk's music, though it's not really to my taste and I find her voice grating.  One of the best things she's done was a video with John Kricfalusi, the creator of Ren and Stimpy.  It's brilliant - check it out:

I'm not going to this year's Big Day Out - the lineup is one of the worst I have ever seen for a festival.  Nothing worth seeing except Shihad, and they play every freaking year.

Friday, 11 January 2008

Good Bastard Finally Knocked Off

Sired Sir Ed is dead.  RIP.

Sir Ed was the quintessential Kiwi bloke; understated, rugged, self-effacing, quietly optimistic, determined, active, thrill-seeking, and generous toward his fellow man.  He represents everything that is great and good about New Zealand.  He was a worthy and venerable hero and a man of few flaws.  He will be missed, but his legacy will be as a legend to which a whole country can aspire.

Thursday, 10 January 2008

The Homosexual Law Reform Act Was Passed Twenty-One Years Ago

Gloryhole This fact seems to have escaped certain individuals entirely.

You know guys, being gay isn't something you have to hide anymore.  You're allowed to go to bars on K Road and pick up men.  You can look up willing men on the internet.  You can visit a gay sauna and give head in the spas.  Or you can join the Labour Party.  It's perfectly socially acceptable now (okay, maybe not that last one...).

Studies have, in fact, proven that gay sex is way more comfortable when it's done in a hotel room, or... (and here's a novel concept) the confines of your own home!  Gosh, imagine that!  Having sex in your own bedroom, bet you'd never thought of that one before!  But you know what?  It's okay.  You're allowed.  Really.

If you do get some sort of weird fetishistic pleasure out of bonking a complete stranger in a toilet cubicle, at least have the decency to do it out the back of a gay bar (they're legal now too!), where nobody will mind.

Toilet sex.  Yicch!