the zero carbon amendment bill: we can (and need to) do so much more

I am trying not to create a brand for myself as being political about everything and I was really, really going to try to abstain from writing an angry post about this Bill, but honestly I have been brooding for 2 hours. Plus, this is the topic of my dissertation, so I figure along with being an exercise useful to get some emotion out, it will be a useful exercise for my diss.  First off, it is GREAT to see that the government is finally recognising that climate change is something that requires legislative action. In a wicked problem such … Continue reading the zero carbon amendment bill: we can (and need to) do so much more

what this means for New Zealand

On Friday, New Zealand was affected by of the most terrible crimes we have ever had in the history of the nation. There are many angles one could take when writing about this. We could talk about the multitude of causes highlighting just how bad our institutions and systems in New Zealand, nay, the world are, as a result of centuries of colonialism, systemic racism and a lack of education, combined with an individualist mindset, lack of collectivism and an overall lack of compassion and tolerance in the world. We could talk about the response of the nation, which although … Continue reading what this means for New Zealand

weep for the environment

I shared an article earlier today about 52 polar bears moving to a Russian town due to the melting of the ice where they usually live to my Facebook page earlier today with the caption: “This is not right. Things like this, the fires in Nelson, the heat wave over Australia and the polar circle in America and the plethora of odd and unnatural weather events that have occurred in the last few months are a stark reminder that we NEED to change our ways as humans. I try to refrain from overloading everyone with this sort of stuff anymore … Continue reading weep for the environment

who do you see?

Who do you see, when you look at me? Do you see yellow white brown skin girl? Do you see bad driver, good at maths, Asian nerd girl? Or do you see assimilation, brought up White, almost kiwi, lost girl? Do you see girl? Or do you see culture? Worse even – do you see fetish? That putrid, disgusting word. Is that what [not who] you see? When you look at me, really look at me, do you give me a chance? Do I give me a chance?  Who am I?  Your gaze, your judgement, your preconceived thoughts. All of … Continue reading who do you see?

holes/ red and white

I feel like a piece of supermarket bread. Like a ciabatta roll gone old. You know how they go all porous and crumbly? Damaged by oxygen and exposure. I don’t know why I feel this way, but I feel like I could crumble like that piece of bread and be fed to the ducks. Like that bread, I used to be soft, White, Tip Top. Pliable. But the environment has hardened me. Neglect, but not really neglect – call it racial neglect. You can’t see it from the outside. Something more subtle. Like the oxygen in the air contained the … Continue reading holes/ red and white

grace millane, domestic violence in nz & our shocking media bias

The death of Grace Millane shocked New Zealand as a nation. How could we – purportedly one of the safest nations in the world – have let this happen? The tragedy took the media and the wider New Zealand public by storm and caused widespread outrage and sadness, with nationwide vigils being held for her just this Wednesday. There is no doubt that what happened was wrong. And there are a whole plethora of feminist arguments to explain why and to explain the psyche with which many young men are unfortunately brought up with to explain the problem here; the … Continue reading grace millane, domestic violence in nz & our shocking media bias

authenticity: what do i look to?

Ok, I was admittedly a bit worried about this piece of writing and the looming due date (it is in fact due today, the 23rd September 2018), because I had started it when I was asked to write it like a month ago and then I just sort of… R a n   o u t   o f Just like that. A tendril of thought. More and more of it just fell out of my head. The more I thought about it, the more nebulous the question seemed and that tendril coming out of my head got wispier and wispier until … Continue reading authenticity: what do i look to?