FIGHTING TALK
Latest talk: Local intelligence, a fair trial, fast food, loving your neighbour, and rugby.
Lyndon Hood - workstation philosopher, Lower Hutt
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
It was probably astute of Helen Clark to say the New Zealand Government has "solid grounds" for believing it had caught
itself some misbehaving Israeli intelligence types. Rather than, for example, "clear and reliable intelligence". This
from the security service that brought you Ahmed Zaoui.
Having got that out of my system I have to admit that I'm convinced.
Max Johns - armchair administrator, Dunedin
Saturday, July 17, 2004
The Tri-Nations kicks off (ha!) tomorrow. Don’t expect trophies to change hands. In fact, bet on last year’s placings
(Australia second, the Springboks third) being repeated. You’ll be glad you did. Less certain, though, is whether global
TV audiences will mirror previous performances.
Patrick Crewdson - sympathiser, Auckland
Friday, July 16, 2004
As you will have read in the funny pages, Saddam Hussein is kind of on trial in Iraq.
At what was basically his depositions hearing he was charged with crimes including invading Kuwait, gassing Kurds, and
going to war with Iran. Diversion is not available, m'lud.
Of course, it's a lovely gesture for the US to send him home to be tried (although he's actually being held in Qatar). A
gesture is all it is though.
Patrick Crewdson - former Customer Service Team Member, Auckland
Thursday, July 15, 2004
If Morgan Spurlock ever has children, it's a safe bet they won't be joining the McDonalds Kids Club. Adults struggle to
kick the fast food habit, the director of Super Size Me says, partly because of instinctive fond memories of McDonalds
playgrounds and happy meals.
You're eating a tasty burger with your mom, and you're warm and it creates a good feeling that you associate with
Maccas. That's why when I have children, I'm going to punch them in the head every time we drive past a fast food place.
Tom Goulter - absentee blogger - Christchurch
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
I get this guilty knowledge in the pit of my gut that my interest in world affairs, while part of a deep strain of
Loving My Neighbor and the like, are also far from divorced from my love for a good narrative. (When examining my own
thinking, I flashback often to The Onion's articles on "TV's Africa", sadly now available only in print form).
ENDS