Our Pry Mincer (Hoban 1982) leads the way, of course, in the being transparent and accountable and such like, going on about it at the drop of a hat or the suggestion of the possibility of hat dropping occurring
|Mr. Key about to drop a hat|
He is currently embroiled in a brouhaha, yes a brouhaha, about his texting with reptilian blogger Cameron Slater.
|Artists Impression of Mr Slater|
This has all been overshadowed by the affair of Mr Slater texting Mr Key and revealing that the opposition Labour party had tried to have Mr. Slater killed.
|What gun has he been smoking?|
|Vote Tyrell, people and semi-peoples|
|Beechcraft SD17S Staggerwing floatplane being used for peaceful purposes, just flying around, what's your problem, man?|
Which brings us, in a masterful example of randomised writing, to the latest outrage (furrows brow, looks up inrage, only finds enrage and picture of Sarah Palin wearing Stars and Stripes bikini and firing AR15) which again takes the human form of a government minister, Mr Chris Finlayson. In a twist of fate more twistier than a very twisty thing, Finlayson has very recently been made the Minister of the very folks whose arms the new laws are made to strengthen.
He was asked a question while he was in Parliament doing that thing called "Question Time" when the opposition gets to ask questions of the government out loud, where everyone can see and hear. Which is how, unfortunately, they did actually hear Mr Finlayson call the asker of the question "A filthy creature". Oops, not really a stellar start to ones new job an hour into it, and all.
One could hope for an early dissolution of Parliament but as Smut Cyde vouchsafed to me the other night at Radiolabeling of DNA with 3' terminal transferase and button soccer night "It's a funny old game".