A friend of mine, academic Dr Melissa Derby, for whom I have a high regard, is a University researcher and promotor of literacy.

Being of Maori ancestry she cops cowardly abuse from the small coterie of Maori purported academics, mainly located at Waikato University, for not playing the game and her taking a Don Brash approach to special treatment for Maori students.


News that circa 200 “investors” in the Ross Asset Management (RAM) fiasco, financed by a litigation funder which will trouser a good part of any proceeds if successful, but otherwise will bear all legal expenses, are to sue the ANZ Bank, left me with mixed feelings.

It will be recalled “investors” were lured by word of mouth about David Ross’s alleged financial genius and unasked, voluntarily threw their money at him. Ross’s ultimate inability to deliver his promised returns, as with other similar situations abroad, saw his company descend into a Ponzi scheme, albeit I have no doubt that was never his original intention. I say that as a Ponzi scheme to even the meanest intelligence is obviously destined to ultimately fail.


Is there any more misused word in the contemporary world than “race”?

A classic example was the contrived band-wagon furore following Trumps’ suggestion that the four young Democrat Congresswomen he was rowing with should go back to where they came from and fix their own messed up countries.

“Racism” was the ludicrous but predictable response. Putting aside that unsurprisingly Trump had his facts wrong, three of the four women being American-born and only one, in that great melting pot nation, being a migrant from Somali which is indisputably one of the most messed up countries in the world, Trump’s infantile response had absolutely nothing to do with race.


“81-year-old knocked down by stranger”, so proclaimed a New Zealand Herald headline, followed by this delightful line; “You don’t expect it to happen in St Heliers on a Sunday afternoon do you?”, this from the flattened chap.

No we bloody well don’t. Bowling over 81-year olds in St Heliers should absolutely be confined to week days, otherwise our civilisation is stuffed.