Editing the Herald
by Ryan Sproull
A (very) new kid on the blog… on the block… on the blogck…
A new blog is born, and if it keeps going the way it began (and no one knows how unlikely that is more than I), I’ll be reading it regularly. Editing the Herald made me smile. No mean feat, considering that I’m a surly horrible old misanthropic bastard. A selection:
Auckland, brought to you by Sir Edmund Hillary: Of course, this isn’t strictly news but, for some unknown reason, bored people have been writing in to the Letters page with their wonderful suggestions as to how to further honour the most-honoured New Zealander: rename One Tree Hill ‘Mt Hillary; rename the airport ‘Sir Edmund Hillary International Airport’, presumably to commemorate his legendary love of flying; or how about renaming Auckland ‘Hillary City’. Hillary fucking City!
The worst part is not, of course, that the man had more honours than any NZer since Ernest Rutherford (a point made recently by Helen Clark – you could almost hear the sigh in her voice while reading her quote), but that he actually said he didn’t want any of this. He was fundamentally a humble man who wanted his memorial to be a continuation of his charitable work, rather than wasting money on a statue. So, NZ Herald, for the love of God, enough with the letters!
I’ve just been informed that the author, King Cobra, is someone I used to study philosophy with, and I swear I did not know that before reading his posts and thinking he’s a bit clever. Hat-tip to Harri Harri, bo-barri, banana-fana fo-farri, fee-fi-fo-farri… Harri.
That reminds me. I should add blog links and start calling everyone by their Name Game name.
