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By Kirk MacGibbon

Is the silly season starting early?

Funny how a commentary on my dislike of Rodney Hide in my last epistle ends up segueing nicely into an opening paragraph about his new mission on behalf of our faithful canine brothers. Apparently, they’ve got it a bit tough. While I think Rodney has well and truly gone barking over this one, I guess he must be given credit for inadvertently giving us an answer to that age-old question as to ‘Who let the dogs out?’ Rodney did, folks. What a git…

By Kirk MacGibbon

If there is one expression I absolutely hate, it is ‘Do as I say, not as I do’. It was the last-gasp, dictatorial pronouncement of the parent caught pants-deep in hypocrisy. And so it has proved to be with the paternalistic, condescending gaggle of ordinariness that comprises the National party.

Finance Minister Bill English might as well have resorted to the expression instead of attempting his pathetic ‘I’ve got more important things to do’ comment when questioned about his machinations to claim an increased housing allowance…

I am all for breastfeeding – in public, in private, on a train, in the rain, with a fox, in a box…but this is just odd.

A Spanish toymaker has made ” Baby”, the world’s first-ever breastfeeding simulator, er…doll, designed specifically to promote the ‘breast is best’ message. The doll comes with a special cropped halter top – with two daisies to symbolise nipples – that little girls wear while they pretend to breastfeed. The doll allegedly makes sucking noises when lifted to the daisies.

By Kirk MacGibbon

I was intrigued by Chief Justice Sian Elias’s floating of the idea of using prisoner amnesties as a mechanism to reduce our prison population – and not just because this particular Chief Justice was one of the more controversial judicial appointments of recent times. That she would not have been appointed to her position by the Nats is axiomatic (ha! I’ve waited 30 years to get that word into a sentence ever since hearing Hawaii 5-Oh!’s Danno use it sent me scurrying for a dictionary)…

By Kirk MacGibbon

These are weird times, and not just because the King of Weird, Michael Jackson decided to confound everyone and moonwalk off this mortal coil. The King of Pop was almost immediately joined by the 70s Queen of Popular Culture, and the most famous angel of them all, Farrah Fawcett. Apparently she was only with Charlie for a single season, but it was enough – that and a red one-piece bathing suit was all it took. Take note, Paris Hilton. Farrah succumbed to cancer. I believe it was cancer of the rectum, which you don’t hear much about, thankfully…