who let the dogs out? » Protest

Illegitimi non carborundum

Cynic — Tue, 02 Nov 2010 07:42:24 +0000

Again Waiheke Islanders have had a huge rush of blood to the head, a whole lot of chest beating, letter writing and protesting. The first local board has been elected and, like it or not, Faye has control of the helm.

What lessons have we learnt? Well maybe we have learnt that Nobilangelo wasn’t so bad, or perhaps that we shouldn’t have posted so many candidates and allow the toastmasters through?

Maybe we might have learnt that leopards dont change their spots and we should have seen this from Faye Storer, as she has never let go of Denise beating her in the last election.

And maybe we have learnt nothing, and like the TPI affair, after a couple of months we all crawl back to our grass huts, enjoy summer and get on with our lives.

The one thing that worries me is that, in spite of the unfair process electing the chair and deputy chair, we don’t actually know that this board is going to do a bad job. Even if the board had met correctly the outcome would be the same.

My hope is that Denise perseveres with, that the fourth estate monitors and the island never forgets this board.

Don’t let the bastards grind you down.

Waiheke Communty Bored

Cynic — Sun, 19 Sep 2010 02:31:05 +0000

The Cynic reckons this will be the makeup of the First Waiheke Community Bored

Densie Roche, Fay Storer, Herb Romaniuk, Colin Bearsonand Jo Holmes.

Go on, prove me wrong

I am bored with cellphone tower protests

Cynic — Sat, 10 Apr 2010 07:09:43 +0000

The interesting thing about cell phone towers is that more is actually better. The more towers the less area each tower has to cover. It then can be run at a lower power. More importantly your cellphone, that you carry in your pocket right next to your reproductive organs or hold up to your brain, can transmit at lower power levels. Now doesn’t that seem like a good idea?. Oh, and your battery lasts longer in a good coverage area.

Fullers Stink #2

Cynic — Sat, 05 Sep 2009 21:17:43 +0000

So while Mr Hudson is blaming the stench that permeated the Superflyte on a broken fan can he please explain why it is necessary to pump out the sewerage tanks on the Quickcat as the passengers depart the 7:20. If anyone has Doug Hudson’s mobile number we would like it so we can text hum every time we have to pass through that vomit inducing stench.

Give me a break! Arrogant Bhatnagar

admin — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 22:06:38 +0000

Waiheke island’s number one enemy has posted this on his Facebook page

Aaron Bhatnagar wonders if angry Waiheke people are going to nominate him for a “Roger Award” this year.

Give me a break Aaron, you know you fucken well deserve it, but thanks for the idea!

Entry forms available here

Aaron Bhatnagar

Cynic — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 21:34:13 +0000

Arrived via e-mail

Aaron Bhatnagar appears to have elevated himself to the position of Waiheke enemy number one. While putting together YouTube clips for Waiheke TV News website it became fairly evident that Mr Bhatnagar had engineered a solution that was not achievable by the incumbent (Clean Stream Waiheke), denied speaking rights to the Waiheke community, had opposition councillors denied voting rights and eventually managed to get Clean Stream Waiheke disqualified for canvassing after the tender had closed.

Anyone else notice that Aaron’s hair appeared freshly gelled for the camera. Obviously our man Aaron is a firm believer in the product or he was so excited about destroying Clean Stream that he had his own “Something about Mary moment”

Anyway, we are on to you Aaron, you cannot unring a bell, the truth will come out.

Read about Mr Bhatnagars electioneering methods here, and view his work here

The new bed doesn’t look right, feel right – or smell right!

Cynic — Fri, 22 May 2009 10:30:08 +0000

In Lynley Dodd’s book Schnitzel Von Krumm’s Basketwork, sausage dog, Schnitzel von Krumm, is outraged when his family decides to replace his worn out, beaten up old basket. The new bed doesn’t look right, feel right – or smell right! Something must be done…

It is the way I feel about Waiheke. Every day I leave my Onetangi home, and wander down my gravel path to my car that I can’t get up to the house. The car is covered in pigeon poo because I can’t have a garage. I drive down unformed roads without footpaths or streetlights, to a free carpark in the mud miles from the ferry. I share a ferry with countless others, have a coffee, laugh and tell lots of lies, and about 90 minutes after leaving home, I arrive at work.

And at the end of the day I just can’t wait to get back. There is something infectious about this island. It gets under your skin, it’s not perfect, but just like Snitzel von Krums old basket, it matters not a bit.

This island fits right, it smells right, it looks right. Its not about curb and channel, its not about wheelie bins or street lights. It’s about the very essence, the wairua, the spirit. It;s about Waiheke.

To the councillors who live in that smelly inhospitable city who have no idea what living in a community is, until you have tried this old smelly basket for size, and have lived here a couple of winters, you can keep your big ideas to yourselves. (and you can keep your wheelie bins and Mt Visy too)

The Cynic

Democracy

Cynic — Mon, 04 May 2009 09:18:24 +0000

A smoking gun for the red ranger!

Cynic — Mon, 29 Sep 2008 06:42:33 +0000

The Cynic has seen pictures of a red ranger and spawn protesting the cell tower proposed at the bowling club in Smurdale. Under the disguise is none other than a cigarette smoking part time DJ on Waiheke Radio. So whats a little more cancer in your life……….