Unfortunately I was unable unable to attend tonight’s 25th reunion of RainbowYOUTH, “a charitable organisation providing support, information, advocacy and education for queer and trans* young people (aged between 13 and 28), their friends and Whānau, and those who work with queer and trans* youth.” Having had the honour of being their patron for the last few years I asked for a few words to be read on my behalf.
Long time no blog! I’ve been busy working part-time at the New Zealand AIDS Foundation; getting ready to wrap up the fourth year of Be. Leadership and recruit for the fifth programme in 2015; and developing a new way to work with organisations to help them improve what they do.
A couple of months ago the GM of an organisation I helped set up in the 90s contacted me about doing a two-hour session on customer service at an annual staff hui. I told her there would be little of value I could achieve in two hours, but that I had an idea of how to gather data beforehand to use at the session.
I’ve had a theory for some time now that the early decades of each century are primarily conservative and the later decades are liberal. I’m no historian and I’ve got no research to back it up because I couldn’t be bothered researching. Nothing to do but sit out the next few decades of conservatism. Sadly it would seem I’ve seen the last of the liberal world — I’ll be long gone by the time the 60s and 70s roll around again.
I have just been to Grey Lynn Community Centre to cast a special vote. As I use a wheelchair I checked elections.org.nz to ensure access — the site listed it as fully wheelchair accessible. When I arrived the door being used had a step. I entered through the centre’s main door and went to the inside door of the Oval Room. My PA went to open the door and it was blocked by a table. He was told to use the inaccessible entrance. He then had to argue with staff to convince them to move the table to allow me access. Neither of us received any apology.
If you watched Benefits Street last night, you may have been offended by the blatant depiction of crimes like shoplifting and drug selling. You may have felt disgusted or pity for the residents’ dependence on welfare and substances, or simply for the squalor they lived in.
Or you may have just worried about the future of the kids growing up in James Turner Street.
Last night I spoke with Bryan Crump on Radio NZ National Nights.
George Takei, Star Trek's inimitable Mr Sulu, has been chastised by disability rights activists for posting a Facebook meme. Said meme depicts, from behind, a woman standing from her wheelchair to reach a bottle of (presumably) wine, with the words, "There has been a miracle in the alcohol isle [sic]."
I get a lot of people trying to help me. The less they know me the less helpful their help is. So it’s useful and interesting to make the distinction between ‘helping’ and ‘being helpful’. They are definitely not synonymous and are, so often, completely antithetical.
I stumbled upon a cover of Sia’s ‘Chandelier’ and that led me to many. I particularly liked the guys’ interpretations, so I put together a playlist. I hope you enjoy the diversity.
The phrase “digital native” has evolved pretty effortlessly into the common lexicon in the last five years. But is it accurate or a misnomer? What we need to keep reviewing, I think, is how early we allow children to adopt technology. The idea of digitally colonising our kids may make us think again about how old they are before we let their minds be gobbled up by our smartphone interfaces.
Australian swimmer Ian Thorpe is the latest in a long line of sports “stars” to come out as gay in an interview with celebrity interviewer Sir Michael Parkinson. It seems to be […]
There’s been a lot of talk, both for and against, David Cunliffe’s recent public confession that he is sorry to be a man. While I admire his intent, I think his choice of words let him down and weakened his message, for several reasons.
Good on David for trying to take on the Goliathian issue of male violence against women. Unfortunately, by misrepresenting the issue’s complexity, he may have had less of an impact than he could have.
As of tomorrow, 7 July, I’ll be employed for the first time in twelve years. In early May I applied for the 0.6FTE role of Communications Officer at the NZ AIDS Foundation, was offered, to my surprise, an interview in early June and, to my greater surprise, the job in mid-June.
We must finally admit we can no longer trust ourselves and each other to fulfil one of the most important roles of adults — child protection. The countless and growing statistics and news reports attest to it: we’ve got so bad at looking after kids, the least we can do is help them look after themselves.
Our leaders should, at least, be modelling a reasonable approach — at best, a generous one.
John Key, in my opinion, is not a leader. He’s a selfish dick-tator.