Review: Advertising and the News

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Hammy:

I like a refreshing beverage as much as the next chap, but something about this advertisement struck me as wrong:

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At first I thought it was the slightly garish colour.  Once I dismissed this thought I wondered if it could be just the confusion of wondering what a Master of Jager would be.  Then I realised what it was – it was putting an ad for alcohol right into the body of an article about the abuse of children in New Zealand.  That, I’m pretty sure was what was bothering me.

“What matters is accountability.”  I couldn’t agree more.

Final Score:

Powley Prowse 4

Review: Kiwi Blue Eco Twist

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Val:

This ad sucks.  I changed it.  See if you can guess the change I made.

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100% recyclable?  Sure,  if you can be bothered.  How about taking a reusable bottle and using the tap?  How about just not needing to have a drink every ten seconds?  Easy to twist?  This is a feature?  Since when was this a feature of things you buy?

“Help save the planet.”  Only arseholes could sell plastic throwaway water bottles and have that as their tag line.

Kiwi Blue Eco-Twist.  Kiwi?  Coca-Cola is Kiwi now?  Breathtaking.

I really don’t like telling people what to do… but, seriously, don’t buy bottled water.  It is so wrong, and so wasteful it should just be banned.

Final Score:

Powley Prowse 5

Review: Evil Empire

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Val:

When I was first at uni Rage Against the Machine released their first album.  It had Killing in the Name Of, and Wake Up on it.  When I went to the flat of a (then) communist friend he played me Bombtrack.  At the time I tended just to play those three tracks on the album and nothing else, but I later realised that the whole album was awesome.  Know Your Enemy, Take the Power Back, Fistful of Steel… it’s just non-stop, incinerating rage.  Some fantastic lyrics on that album: (1)  Just victims of the in house drive by; they say jump you say “how high?”  (2) You know they went after King when he spoke out on Vietnam.  He turned the power to the have-nots
and then came the shot, 
 (3) Landlords and power whores / On my people they took turns / Dispute the suits I ignite / And then watch ‘em burn.

I used to tell people that Killing in the Name Of was what testosterone sounded like.  Nothing could make a middle class white man in nerdy glasses  want to thrash around his living room more than a RATM song.  20 something years later that album is one of the few from the 90s that I still listen to all the time, and still love.  Nirvana, Pearl Jam and all that – not so much – RATM’s album on the other hand really has not aged.  It still sounds f*&king pissed off at the state of the world, and still sounds like it will incite the next revolution any second.  Probably because when it comes to righteous fury not much has changed about complacent white men in suits in well-feathered nests at the top: still a deserving target, and still in charge.

Before grunge I listened to bands like Guns’n'Roses.  I loved the hardness of their sound (this is before the Use Your Illusion garbage), and the darkness of songs like Welcome to the Jungle, but I was irritated by their stupidity and sexism.  If only, I thought, I could listen to the hard sound without all the boorish, macho posturing.  Which was why grunge was invented (as far as I was concerned).  It had the hard edge, it had emotion, and it had lyrics that were often about something other than green grass and the girls are pretty.  What RATM had was politics.  Grunge was almost anti-political and quite navel-gazing in its preoccupations.  RATM really was not gazing at its navel, it was more grabbing you by your scruff and shaking you out until you got a nose bleed.

Because their first album was so good, I didn’t buy Evil Empire in 1996.  I didn’t want the band I had put on a pedestal to have their image tarnished by what I assumed was going to be a disappointing second album.  It turns out that this was a mistake.  17 years after this bad  decision I bought Evil Empire and I can report that it is exactly as good as their first album.  Rage, it turned out, had not dimmed in the four years between albums. Evil Empire is blisteringly angry and contemptuous of the lies of power.

And so my favourite trick at the moment is to listen to Martin Luther King’s speech Time to Break Silence interspersed with tracks from RATM as I walk to work.  It puts me in the right frame of righteous anger to teach Social Studies.

A little watched Brando movie is Viva Zapata.  It was directed by Kazan (who also did Streetcar and Waterfront with Brando), and had a script written by Steinbeck.  It has one of my favourite Brando speeches in it.

This land is yours. But you must protect it. It won’t be yours long if you don’t protect it. If necessary, with your lives, and your children with their lives. Don’t discount your enemies. They will be back.  And if your house is burned, build it again.  If your corn is destroyed, replant.  If your children die, bear more.  If they drive you out of the valley, live on the mountain, but live. You always look for leaders, strong men without faults.  There aren’t any. There are only men like yourselves. They change. They desert. They die. There are no leaders but yourselves. A strong people is the only lasting strength.

Today we had a room full of people, with no leaders but themselves, perhaps 40 to 45 students, who came to the human rights meeting at lunchtime and wanted to take action for the rights of women in Egypt.  Today I watched a documentary with my students where they recreated the execution of Christ and instead of seeing him as a religious leader I saw him as a symbol of every political prisoner tortured and killed by an oppressive power whether it be Steve Biko or Juan Gerardi or whoever.

It is wrong to make protest illegal.  The peaceful protestor is a symbol of civilised society.  I teach it every term at school, and students draw tremendous inspiration from the likes of the civil rights protestors in America in the 1960s, or the feminists in the 1890s or 1970s, and they feel a flush of pride when they learn about Kirk sending our naval ships to bear witness to the French nuclear tests in the Pacific of the mid-1970s.

Now what do we have in New Zealand?  We have the necessity of this:

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I signed it tonight.  True democracy means that we are in power.  True democracy is open, fair and transparent and does not act against those that criticize.

Rage Against the Machine reminds me to stay angry.

To testify.


								

Of love, loss and candy floss

Man of Errors

Eleanor penned a story at Granny’s house.  It goes like this,

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palace walls.  Her dress was palish pink, her eyes were as blue as the sea

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and her hair was as brown as a tree trunk.

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The King and Queen looked after their little Princess.  She grew up and when she was 18 her parents died.  She was 18 what would she do!  She decided to look for another family…

But she found Candy Land and ate lots of candy floss

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My feelings about this story are complex.

Mainly I would like to say that the close up on the eyes of the princess is, frankly, terrifying, and makes me feel a bit like a lame gazelle suddenly observing two tigerish eyes glowering at me through a rather thickety underbrush.

The problem with most things… you get the idea

Man of Errors

I find myself in the unusual situation of liking a pope.

This is the first time I can say this in my life.  For most of my early life Pope John-Paul II was in charge of the Catholic church.  As popes go he was pretty well-regarded, but I personally disliked him for having made my life difficult.  When I was born and named John-Paul in 1973 there was no pope called John-Paul, and there never had been.  John-Paul was a pretty unusual name to have in New Zealand in 1973, but at least it was unusual without seeming to be super religious.  Most people would assume I was from a French background and leave it at that.  Pope John-Paul I (briefly) and Pope John-Paul II (lengthily) changed all that.  From 1978 onwards people assumed I was from a particularly religious background.  Never mind that I had been named before a Pope called John-Paul existed.  This put me in the position of unfairly disliking the pope, who had unfairly hijacked my name.  When he died I was (not so secretly) happy.  This almost certainly reserved for me a spot in hell.

After Pope JP we got someone who was easy to dislike: Pope Benedict.  So far so good.  Now at the age of 40 I find myself liking Pope Francis and wondering how long he will last.  Saying the kinds of things he is saying at the moment tends to shorten your life.  It didn’t do much for the longevity of the careers of RFK or MLK to speak out for the poor, and attack the culture of money.

Pope Francis has called on world leaders to end the “cult of money” and to do more for the poor, in his first major speech on the financial crisis.

Free market economics had created a tyranny, in which people were valued only by their ability to consume, the pontiff told diplomats in the Vatican.

“Money has to serve, not to rule,” he said, urging ethical financial reforms.

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I wonder if he is aware that “ethical financial reforms” is an oxymoron, like “reliable public transport” and “military intelligence”?

My Understanding Religion class has been doing the Sermon on the Mount.  It’s quite eye-opening.  Eye-opening because it’s really much better than singing hymns in church while a mild man in a cardigan prattles on about God.  The Sermon on the Mount reminds you what was radical about Jesus, and why he is originally an anti-authority figure, and why it’s so odd that he is an establishment figure now.

It’s not enough, Jesus tells us, to obey the commandment not to kill, you shouldn’t be walking around angry with people, cursing people, you need to resolve these conflicts and find peace with people.  It’s not enough to love people who love you; you need to find love for those who hate you.

“…do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.  Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life? And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?

…do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”

Matthew 6:25-34

As messages go it seems a long, long way from the carryings on of the church over the last, let’s say, 1600 years.

If you were on the side of the established church then Jesus was a pretty prickly individual to have around, and it is easy to see why the established forces of Judaism wanted to see him gone.  Jesus wasn’t happy with wealthy synagogues cozying up to the imperial oppressors; something he made quite plain.  In fact, he wasn’t much a fan of money at all when it came to religion as we see not only in the Sermon on the Mount (“No one can serve two masters. Either you will hate the one and love the other, or you will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and money”), but in the famous scene where he chucks the money changers out of the temple (“It is written,” he said to them, “‘My house will be called a house of prayer, but you are making it a den of robbers.’”).

You cannot serve both God and money.  This is a division that the church, and many Christian people really haven’t been into.  The occasional anti money figure who crops up in the story of the church – like Francis of Assisi – ends up having massive, wealthy institutions built around their poverty after their death.  Money does tend to co-opt and make comfortable.  Let’s face it; it’s easier to take the money and have some nice things for a change than it is to think about the kingdom of a perhaps non-existent heaven and live hand to mouth.

A lot of Jesus’ message is very hard to fit into a normal life, and we should never forget that he was an unmarried man with no children who died relatively young.  Sometimes he just reads like an unrealistic, youthful firebrand.

Sometimes though he feels perfectly right.  We do need to – for example – learn to deal with our anger, strengthen our humility, and drive money out from where it does not belong.

Under current law, private schools, fee-charging hospitals and food giants reap the rewards of tax relief with no obligation to donate some of their profits.  The Government is $600 million out of pocket each year as the charities sector swallows $400m through income tax exemption and $200m in tax credit refunds, yet Cabinet decided against reviewing charity law last year through “fiscal cost” fears.

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It was fairly easy to find my old school on the charities register.  Scots College is there as a registered charity.  It costs $20,000 in fees to go to Scots College for one year if you are a Year 11-13 student.  An education at that school from Year 1 to Year 13 must cost over $200,000 in fees.  And yet we find that it is a charity.  It has built an indoor cricket training facility, and is building a $600,000 recording studio and yet we find that it is a charity.  We find that it already receives government subsidies as all private schools do to help it survive and yet I sense a lack of interest in opening up some of those facilities to the general public who contribute every single year to its continuing existence.

Legislation let charitable trusts benefit from tax exemption while public organisations were obliged to pay 8 per cent of their net worth to the Government as a capital charge, a cost that bled the Canterbury District Health Board of $15m last year.

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The on the ground assets of Scots seem to be about $35m.

What exactly are its charitable works?  It’s hard to say from its detailed report prepared by Deloittes.  It seems, however, that “advancing education” is charity in of itself.

Goodhew (Community and Voluntary Sector Minister) admitted the New Zealand public “may not understand” the definition of charity under current legislation and that they might be “surprised” to find some charities listed on the charities register.

“The important thing for the public to have confidence in is that we have a robust system that ensures that within the Charities Act 2005 charities can’t actually be registered unless their purpose is charitable.”

Charitable purpose relates to the relief of poverty, the advancement of education or religion or any other matter beneficial to the community, she said.

I feel like the cash-strapped state school that my daughter goes to should now be applying to be a registered charity.  Surely a school with no zoning that has a focus on special needs and ESOL students does more good to the community than a school with a $20,000 per year barrier to entry?

Which is, as it turns out, why the law on charities has not been reviewed.

The Government decided against reviewing the law relating to charities last year through fears more organisations may have expected to be eligible for charitable status which could have “increased fiscal costs”, an Inland Revenue spokeswoman said.

And so it goes.

Former and current board members of Scots do legal work for the school and receive money for their efforts.  It reminds me of the advice in the book Pay Zero Taxes.  Want to take your spouse everywhere for free – make them an employee and apply for the deductions.  You’d be stupid not to.  Right?

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Perhaps Scots College and it’s ilk have misunderstood the intent of Jesus’ advice about charity,

“Be careful not to practice your righteousness in front of others to be seen by them. If you do, you will have no reward from your Father in heaven.

 “So when you give to the needy, do not announce it with trumpets, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and on the streets, to be honored by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full. But when you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving may be in secret. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.”

They may have heard the parts about secrecy, and missed the word “needy”.

As for the accounting firms, if I were going to set one up I can think of no better motto:

do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing.

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