Friday, March 23, 2012

Hanging to the Right


The political spectrum will have us on the left, the centre left, the right, the extreme right or a whole lot of inbetweens and extensions. From 5.00 am Sunday anybody turning right will have to give way. Somewhat ironic given that those on the right have long considered themselves the government of choice, giving way to nobody except Bronwyn Pullar. I think I have my head around the new intersection rules but the problem is of course it takes two to tangle and none of should assume any confidence that other motorists will play be the (new) rules. This was borne out by a survey published in the Herald today. It found that one in ten failed a driving simulation test when confronted by the new intersection rules. Drivers were put behind the wheel of a virtual Suzuki Grand Vitara and asked to make rule-based decisions at real-life intersections. They were also timed: those who answered correctly took on average five seconds; those who answered incorrectly 10 seconds. So there was some indecision, there was some time taken and there is a one in ten chance that a mistake will be made, possibly leading to a crash. It does not auger well. Or does it? We Aucklanders might find some consolation by questioning the veracity of the survey itself. The “real life” intesections were all in Hamilton, the respondents all presumambly were Hamiltonians, and the survey was conducted by that hot(not)bed of rational thinking, Waikato University. Given all that we need to ask ourselves whether the survey is responsible, representative or relevant, unless of course we are going to Hamilton, which of course we are not.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Wrong Location? Yeah Right!


The Tui billboard “Santa even likes ginger kids. Yeah Right!” offends J White. He says, and Fryday quotes here the NZ Herald: “It (the billboard) is offensive and degrading towards children and singles out a natural occurrence of which a child has no control…” Besides the sentence being grammatically bankrupt, the sentence itself is equally if not more offensive than the billboard. Is J White implying in the phrase ‘has no control over” that, if they did, children would elect to be something/anything other than a Ginga? Well, they may do. But I can’t see the same implicit phrase/aspiration being levelled at a brunette, raven-haired or blonde….well, blonde, maybe. But it was not that which caught Fryday’s attention. It was the brewery’s apology and explanation. They did not wish to give offence, they said. It was a scheduling glitch, says DB. A mistake. It was placed in the wrong location. It was supposed to be placed where no-one who saw it would be offended by it. Where those who did see it would enjoy the laconic and iconic humour. Where there was humour. Certainly not where it wound up…Hamilton.

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Friday, March 9, 2012

Doing it by the (Face)Book

Saying I worked in advertising is something of an oxymoron. There was very little work, as I now know it, but a lot of drinking, card playing and cavorting. At the time—in the 70s—it was the expectation of that industry and the envy of others. We were the bight young things before the stockbrokers stole the mantle and then destroyed it. I see many of the people I consorted with back then on Facebook. They look considerably older, much settled and, one supposes, a little wiser. There are only two I see in person and regularly. And that is after a hiatus of near-on 40 years in the case of one. The others are probably like me in that they are content in the constraint of the Facebook contact. Facebook is like that: it brings you close but not too close, and as you and I are of an age and of an age, we have various other ways of making contact, such as an old-fashioned method called a telephone. I find it remarkable that my sons employ Facebook as a preference to even email. Is email going the way vinyl and video…obsolete? Maybe text will be next…thank God. So I do enjoy the direct engagement with true friends as distinct to the Facebook kind. In fact I am having dinner tonight with the one of those I have retained from those far-off advertising days. The one with the hiatus and a past propensity to go Greek, so to speak. It should be enjoyable, lively and, if conspicuous consumption makes it far from memorable, it will be just like those far-off advertising days, before our lives became a timeline on Facebook.


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Now playing: The Band - Life Is A Carnival
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Now playing: The Band - Life Is A Carnival
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Now playing: The Band - Life Is A Carnival
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Whetu Calls: Water Gate

  Whetu is an old friend of Fryday’s. Not that I think he knows that. He doesn’t have email or access to the internet. In fact, he is so far...