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These are my evolving thoughts, rhetorical positions and creative provocations. They are not settled conclusions. Content should not be taken as professional advice, official statements or final positions. I reserve the right to learn, unlearn, rethink and grow. If you’re here to sort me neatly into left vs right, keep moving. I’m not the partisan you’re looking for. These in...

Waitangi Tribunal Thursdays

The Pattern So Far I've been away for a week or so, catching my breath after wrapping up a couple of big projects. I found my way back through music: last week’s theme was Massive Attack. I can’t lie, "Unfinished Sympathy" on repeat is my happy place. That slow-building track that starts sparse and grows into something enormous, where every element matters and nothing is wasted. The st...

Waitangi Tribunal Thursdays: Wai 5

Two quiet pages that echo today E te rangatira, Tarsh Kemp, moe mai rā i te moenga roa. Haere atu rā ki te huihuinga o te kahurangi, ki te kāhui o ngā mātua tūpuna. Ko tō reo i ngā whare kōrero, ko tō ūpoko pakaru mō te iwi Māori, ko tō ūmanga mō te tika me te pono: e kore e mimiti i te mahara. I mārama koe ki te whawhai mō te tino rangatiratanga – he nui ōna mata, he ...

Waitangi Tribunal Thursdays: WAI 8

From advisory state to advisory system In 1983, the number one song in the world was "Every Breath You Take" by The Police. Often mistaken for romantic, the song is unmistakably about surveillance, control, and possession: a chilling refrain that echoed the mood of 1983 far more than most listeners realised. Around the world, 1983 was the year of heightened surveillance anxieties: from ...