CORRUPT COPS NO SURPRISE

So some cops have been caught lying in court to get a conviction. The surprise is that so few are ever put under investigation. But the focus in the cop shops is always on getting the result they want, and 'evidence' is whatever you make it to get that result. In this case they were caught  with their panties on the floor by the camera in their taser, and therefore there could be no continuation of their perjury. Usually they can carry on colluding in their lies to hammer any protest into oblivion. Even worse, in this case, the Assistant Police Commissioner says the reasons why they might have done that are 'endless.' That shows how corrupt his thinking is. There is no reason for lying in court.

Get honest police officers, not lying cops.

LYING JOURNALISTS

I am sick to the core of screaming headlines not connected with the stories below them, screaming-out stories not connected with reality, screaming-out words that have no connection with a good English dictionary and have been divorced from their true meanings. I am sick to the core of a plethora of dishonest journalists screaming for attention rather than focusing intently on conveying the truth to the public without colouring, without activist bias, without deviation and dictatorial perversion.

Bluntly, they are liars.

They are small-minded prats; nothing but legends in their own lynchtimes.

They are liars who live in yesterday, because they are overlooking the fact that thanks to the Internet we can easily discover what knaves they are.

The other extreme--good journalists--are honest, passionate about the truth, they are the fourth estate not a rabid fifth column, they serve their country conscientiously, they are linguistic craftsmen and their use of English is a joy to read; they never try to ram their opinions down your throat, they are never manipulative. The liar are the opposite.

TRUTH WILL OUT

'Truth will out' is an old saying and a true one. NewZealand has just seen more proof of it. A door set high and proud, a door with magnificent promise, a door with a polished, well-crafted veneer was hacked through--to reveal a great pile of rotten wood artfully stacked on muck. When the rotten heap was kicked into the open a big fat slater, notable for being a legend in its own lynchtime, reared up on its cloven hooves, hissed at the world and scuttled for invented cover; then a crushing heel kicked back hard, but only exposed yet more warts; then the key to the promissory door fell into the muck, and we saw that its bright shiny chrome was nothing but dripping slime and deep rust. It was no key, it was no radar, it was no compass; it could never open a worthy door or find its way to one.

An honest Prime Minister confronted with the allegations made in Dirty Politics would instantly have said, 'I will order a thorough investigation, and if what my staff and ministers are accused of is shown to be true they will be sacked.' But he did not do that. Instead he attacked the messenger over and over and over again, at the same time as admitting that he had not read the message, but still asserting that it was nothing but smear. And when a journalist asked him why emails sent to newspapers were discoverable under the Official Information Act but not ones sent to bloggers, instead of replying, 'We want to be open, we want to show you that we have nothing untoward to hide, and therefore we will release to you whatever you ask for,' he shut the questioner down by saying repeatedly, 'We observe the law'--meaning that the Act does not cover bloggers so there's nothing in law that makes openness obligatory (from 02:15 on this video). His guilty guns are smoking like overwrought volcanoes and his counterattack guns are spiked. He has a lot to answer for but is answering none of it.

As the Southland Times remarked, 'If those persistently high polls have been giving the impression that John Key can walk on water, the first post-Hager poll will show whether he can walk on sewage.'

Key's strident ploy on the 18th of August defied the smallest semblance of credibility was to say that Hager's claims are dissolving before his eyes. That was the same day that the original emails were being released, and which proved the claims were rock-solid. The Prime Minister obviously does not know the difference between solidity and dissolution.

Then his arrogantly asserted 'solidity' began to dissolve.

THE PLAGUE OF OUR TIME

Shakespeare perfectly summed up the present time in King Lear (Act 4, Scene 1):

'Tis the times' plague, when madmen lead the blind.

BUREAUCRATS AND PUBLIC SERVANTS

Bureaucrats are self-serving, they do not care about people, they use dubious process to beat them. Public servants serve their community faithfully and well, they care about people, they use due process to help them.

Politicians are bureaucrats who make speeches. Statesmen are public servants who make speeches.

SHELL-SHOCK KILLS

Oh, goody, goody, goody! Shell has announced that it will be spending $200 million drilling a test-well to look for natural gas in the Great South Basin--thus prolonging our murderous addiction to messing up the planet by burning folly fuels (read 'the only planet we can live on in the entire universe').

It would be far better and infinitely wiser to spend that amount on switching the country to sustainable fuels, such as solar power and fuel-cells (batteries that run on hydrogen, made by splitting water with sunlight). We could build thousands of fuel-cell cars, switch tens of thousands of homes to solar power, and be changing the world for the better...

But why let sense get in the way of blind addiction? Why let reality get in the way of anachronistic corporate greed? Why let wisdom get in the way of infernal stupidity? So why not let the grubbymint of Enzed carry on selling drilling licences to shell-shocked madmen?

After all, the consequence will only be a few million deaths caused by climate-change and pollution. Or, if they are really lucky, a few billion. What a bite-'em line that will be!