Party of Principle

On Tuesday I rang the self proclaimed media whore and Mayor of Newmarket, Cameron Brewer.

He was moaning about the cost of mailing out his monthly Newmarket propaganda sheet. “It’s now a $1.50 to snail mail out an A4 envelope” he protested.

So I wasn’t surprised to hear on airwaves the very next morning his Worship ripping into that old favourite S.O.E NZ Post. He was getting stuck into a NZ Post’s Mother’s Day advertising campaign which states if you telephone on Mother’s Day it shows you’ve remembered, but if you post her something it proves you care. It was “emotional blackmail” according to Newmarket’s number one commercial hawker and self promoter extraordinaire.

Lets not forget the Brewer was trained in the bowels of parliament (Eeewww!) and knows what a reaction he would get from the government-owned postal department’s PR people.

Foolishly, they should have ignored Brewer’s little gripe. But no. They waited 26 hours and then put out a piss weak statement this morning defending their campaign. Brewer will be in seventh heaven. He’s set to get days of media coverage and will feel slightly better about paying $1.50 to send his A4 portraits of himself out with every presser.

A lesson of what can happen when you piss off people who make a career out of stirring. 

Self proclaimed “Mayor of Newmarket” and veteran media whore Cameron Brewer has realised a life-long ambition when he made it to page 3 of the NZ Truth.

When Whaleoil spoke with Brewer he was ecstatic and positively buzzing since the paper came out on Thursday.

“It has been my life long ambition to make it to page 3 of Truth with the lovely girls” says Brewer, a well known and shameless media whore.

“I bet Farrar has never been on page 3 of Truth, this gives me one over him for absolute sure” quipped Brewer as he put the slipper into veteran blogger and media whore David P. Farrar.

“This is the best day of my life, I reckon it is almost better than sex”

No wonder Brewer is grinning from ear to ear in the article about graffiti, the reporter has just told him the editor is holding the article for page 3. For a close up of Cameron Brewer on Page 3 click the photo.

In an exclusive interview with Whaleoil, Cameron Brewer tells of his virtual kidnapping and torture by Hubbard and his Henchmen.

John Banks' former press secretary Cameron Brewer has told Whaleoil he was effectively hijacked by the Dick Hubbard's campaign team and made to speak into a video camera for the mayor's campaign website.

"I was terrified. They surrounded and cornered me and made me say things about Dick Hubbard. I felt very intimidated and afraid. I had just popped into a café in Newmarket when a couple of guys in matching pin-stripe suits with orange ties come up to me and indicated I needed to obey."

"The mind boggles what they would have done if I had refused to play ball. I found the whole experiencing frightening and what they made me say was simply humiliating. I was physically choking trying to get any supportive words out about Dick," said an emotional Mr Brewer who has since been in therapy.

Reminiscent of RAF pilots in the first Gulf War forced to praise Saddam, the video footage shows a grinning Mr Hubbard in on the torturous act and on the other side of Mr Brewer it is clear he is being prodded in the ribs with something.

Brewer was deeply hurt by this whole experience and now hangs his head in shame at not resisting more forcefully Hubbards Henchmen.

He says he is now frightened and ashamed to show his face in Newmarket shops and cafes and feels violated. His job now hangs in the balance as he can no longer schmooze and he has had to cut his lunch times down to 3 hours as a result.

I bet Dick Hubbard is wishing he never left a voicemail message on Cameron Brewer's cellphone. Not only has his pointless and puerile message given me and other fertile grounds for showing up his ineptitude, we got to do so repeatedly over several weeks. To add insult injury The Gluc has details about Cameron Brewer's bet with Dick and quotes me calling Dick, a Dick.

Priceless that message was, priceless for me and priceless for John Banks.

Come Saturday afternoon 13 October 2007 the raucous sound of shredders will be eminating from the ex-Mayors office and the wheelie bins will be pouring in as the left clears their desks.

i wonder who has that contract as it could well be very lucrative.

Alex Swiney will also be looking for another job surely. I mean it will be very hard to work with a Mayor you just spent the good part of $40k slagging off all over town with your silly billboards.

Maybe Me-chelle will organise something suitably sychophantic for him somewehere, either her or the 9 hangerson that constitute Swiney's fan club.

Rumours are starting to hit the street from the Mayor's office that his exit polling that he conducted last week is showing a trouncing that will significantly reverse his result from last time. Mayor Dick will shuffle off in ignominy destined to join the list of one term mayors of Auckland City.

Meanwhile John Banks should get to kick the curse once and for all making an astonishing comeback.

On Friday night Whaleoil will publish a predicted result for Auckland City.

The Gluc has written about my post on "The Dick's" little recorded tirade against Cameron Brewer. Does that make me famous or The Dick?