Much linky love to Lyndon Hood for John Key's victory parade. Yes, it was good and funny, and you could glimpse just how much time and thought went into showing the culmination of Key's campaign season. The Winston-skin that Rodney wore was particularly good. As a novice Photoshopper, I had to admire the love and attention that went into gutting and skinning Winston, hanging him up to dry, and moulding him to fit over Rodney's crusading pate.
It's time to vote in the Wellingtonista Awards. Still waiting for the Aucklandista awards. No pressure.
Agenda dead, wtf? It had an audience, it had a format, it broke stories. Of course you kill it. So what of the dissonance in Richard Harman's support of Nat broadcasting policy? Is a Front Page phoenix to arise next year? Whatever happens, can someone PLEASE bring back the Ralston Group?
McDonalds is trying to patent sandwich making.
Still thinking hard on NZX and Tyler Cowen points on economic reform.
Current US bailout costs more than Marshall Plan, Louisiana Purchase, moonshot, S&L bailout, Korean War, New Deal, Iraq war, Vietnam war, and NASA's lifetime budget combined! Wired has excerpts from a new book, Sex and War. If you want to know what's at stake if we mess this recovery up, have a read of the future of war.
Obama chooses War on Drugs nut as attorney general. Where's the Change?
Why does James Bond never travel to NZ? Whatever happened to Molesworth & Featherston? Is the fear of rhymes homophonophobia?
Off to blogger drinks at the Backbencher today. If you want me to stay, you can bend my ear for the price of a beer. On non-sport subjects anyway. Poverty breeds sobriety.
