Actually Sir Butch,Â this is a little more scary…
Actually Sir Butch,Â this is a little more scary…
“We gave Sir Peter a knighthood,” Mr Key said, “And if we could give him a second one, we would.”
Oh look another photo of John Key and the Mad Butcher…with a bit of Owen Glenn chucked in at the opening ofÂ theÂ Mad Butchers Museum.
Cue all the wailing and gnashing of teeth from Labour.
Yesterday Phil Goff was so desperate to say he was mates with the Mad Butcher he posted a photo of him and his lame campaign manager at the Netball with Sir Peter Leitch.
Last night John Key posted a photo from the Grand Final.
Goff walked right into that one and John Key once again that anything Phil Goff can do he can do better. Goff attends the Netball, Key goes to the League grand final, Goff has a silly VIP card around his neck Key wears a Warriors jersey. Goff leads a party going down in the polls, Key leads a party approaching 60% popularity.
Labour should have rolled Goff, now he is just anÂ embarrassment, like the proverbial drunkÂ uncleÂ at Christmas.
This quote is the best in one of Russell Brown’s best posts, like in forever.
Fenton never complained when Leitch was Clarkâ€™s handbag. Leitch, a businessman who built a large retail chain, should also not be mistaken for a class warrior. And mostly, at a time when Phil Goff continues to struggle not to suck all the charisma out of any room heâ€™s in, a Facebook blurt that puts the party on the wrong side of Warriors Fan No. 1 was spectacularly unhelpful to Labour. Idiotic comments at The Standard, only more so.
Such sentiments are widely â€“ if somewhat lazily â€“ accepted in the political blogosphere as proof of Labourâ€™s â€śarroganceâ€ť. But Labour doesnâ€™t have a lot to be arrogant about at the moment. What youâ€™re hearing there is grief, anger and frustration.
Posted last night via Phil Goff’s Twitter. I wonder what all the haters at The Standard think now about the “class traitor” they have been wishing ill-will upon.
Darien Fentonâ€™s senseless attack on the Mad Butcher is typical tribal Labour. They are a nasty party who attack everyone and everything that opposes them, and Helen Clark has left a legacy of unpleasant MPs who cannot appeal to voters because they are not likely.
Bryan Gould, a long time LabourÂ partyÂ mouthpiece joins in the attacks on Sir Peter Leitch but he uses a much more stylishly packaged method disguised as disinterested comment, Â butÂ exactly the same sentiment -and worse, becuase it implies Leitch’sÂ endorsement can be bought.
The challenge for the new leader of the Labour Party is to purge the nastiness from the party. They will have to get rid of old style Labour bruisers like Mallard, Fenton, and Street, and tell the up and coming unpleasant bruisers like Sepuloni and Wall that tribalism is a thing of the past and they need to start winning votes.
Labour need to stop getting headlines like this one in Palmerston North.
Iain Lees-Galloway took a break from rooting stenographers to campaign directly outside his opponents business. Then he had some silly excuse instead of apologising and moving on, allowing him to be defined not just as a stenographer rooter but as a nasty bastard also.
To be a serious contender for Prime Minister the next Labour leader needs to stop this silly negative approach and start concentrating on making his caucus likable.
The one-time Bollywood actor took a swipe at the Mad Butcher on her page because she was annoyed that Sir Peter Leitch had invited John Key to watch the Warriors with him in the NRL Grand Final tonight.
When she was asked to explain, she said the Mad Butcher was a sycophant, sucking up to the Prime Minister, and said she was never going near him again.
The subsequent furore saw Fenton back down, apologise and shut down her Facebook profile.
You can’t savage the Mad Butcher, for heaven’s sake. He’s like everybody’s favourite old Labrador – friendly, enthusiastic and willing to wag his tail at anyone.
Fenton’s got a very short memory. Her former boss, Helen Clark, was a great mate of the Mad Butcher’s and a regular at Mount Smart.
Even the current Labour leader, Phil Goff, was quick to distance himself from his junior MP’s snarky sniping.
It has occurred to me that Phil Goff may actually be happy about the abusive, ignorant and hostile comments made by Darien Fenton and Louisa Wall towards NZ icon Sir Peter Leitch.
Goff knows that the election is over. That there is SFA he can do to turn things around. That his leadership has failed to inspire.
But he obviously doesn’t want to blame defeat on himself. Whatever we might all think about Goff as Labour leader, we would all agree that he’s not the only reason for Labour’s bad polling.
And so, the blame game will be developed in the Goffice, for what will be the concession speech from hell. He will need excuses, and he has plenty of those now.
Perhaps it will sound something like this:
“Frankly, we didn’t deserve to win this election when senior members of the caucus were more interested in hate than love, more interested in blame than responsibility, than making enemies instead of making friends.
Our campaign manager plumbed new depths of narcissm online.
Our communications expert offended people with her comments.
A senior Maori caucus member developed an unhealthy porn addiction.
Another caucus member was more interested in taxpayer travel than working class rights.
A union member abused a businessman hero and kept it up until even our closest allies told her to shut up.
To the man or woman who takes over from me tonight, I sincerely wish you the best of luck, and I hope for Labour’s sake, you cut out the cancer from the party that I could not treat with inclusiveness and gentle prodding. Good luck Mr Shearer.
Yes, Goff has been a bad leader. Labour should have rolled him some time ago. But how do Labour roll an entire half of a caucus?
This petulance spoke volumes. The Mad Butcher has been a working man selling his meat in working-class areas for more than a generation. Despite his own wealth, he has stronger blue-collar credentials than Ms Fenton and her Opposition backbenchers combined.
He has for years been a prominent “mate” of the former Labour Prime Minister Helen Clark and, among many acts of charity over a lifetime, provided and cooked meat for the barbecue held after former leader David Lange’s funeral.
For Ms Fenton, though, his broadcast utterances were political treason. That any member of the country’s working class could speak well of a “Tory” leader is anathema. Unthinkable. Unforgivable.
Fenton’s outburst has been followed up by one from Louisa Wall.
The Fenton comments would have been politically dumb and personally reprehensible at any time, given Sir Peter’s record for serving the communities the MP purports to represent.
But her timing, amid Sir Peter’s well-publicised but tentative recovery from cancer and the joy of all league fans at the Warriors’ late season success, was particularly damaging. The general election is in less than two months. Her party is at historic lows, Mr Key’s National Party at historic highs in the opinion polls.
Ms Fenton apologised late in the week. She had to, as her display of “he’s either with us or against us” is an unlovely insight into the tribal, old-school politics of some on the left. More than that, it threw a spotlight back on Sir Peter’s personal comments in favour of Mr Key.
The mysteries of the Prime Minister’s appeal run deep, leading to bewilderment within Labour at his “smile and wave” success, now publicly winning over a stalwart of the South Auckland and rugby league communities.
They must fear that in the words of the Mad Butcher’s radio advertisements, Mr Key could soon be seen as “everybody’s mate”.
Labour will be in panic mode. I doubt they willÂ haveÂ the wisdom to lockdown FacebookÂ andÂ Twitter lest more gems fall into the vigilant hands of the Whale Army for publication.