Before I explain my theory, I think it’s important that we look at her background. I think once we’ve explored the context it’ll be obvious to everyone that Paula Bennett is some kind of monster - maybe a ghoul or a fleshhungry zombie?
Paula B grew up working class, had a daughter young and relied on pubic assistance to get her education in social policy and move into politics. Admirable. These are the kinds of people we need in politics - the kinds of people who Actually Know What It’s Like To Live On Welfare and not just the kinds of people who Met A Poor Person Once, Maybe.
By all estimation, Paula Bennett should have been able to use her position to improve the conditions for other people who find themselves in the situation she did - People who know how hard it is to survive on welfare with dependents and get an education. Paula Bennett should have been the most progressive Minister for Social Development we’ve ever had. And she wasn’t - like, not by a fucking mile. She did an acrobatic fucking pirouette into the neoliberal void and slashed the very programmes which made it possible for her to study while raising her young daughter.
The obvious question, then, the question which any rational human being asks themselves when they learn this: While she served as Electorate Secretary for National MP Murray McCully, was she bitten by a vampire or subjected to alien DNA hybridisation?
It has to have been one of the two, logically speaking. If she was bitten by a vampire it would explain why she’s so willing to destroy all of the systems in place to support people like her - she needs them weakened from hunger so she may hunt them by night. Likewise, if she was subjected to alien DNA hybridisation her rapid change in personality is because our coming alien overlords feel no pity, no mercy.
The only alternative, that our Minister for Social Development is so obscenely selfish that she would burn all of the bridges which delivered her to power, is simply too hideous to consider.
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there are people who’ve never heard of My Immortal
there are people who’ve never read My Immortal
there are people who didn’t make it all the way to the part where Dumbledore flies into the MCR concert wearing a pink robe with Avril Lavigne’s face on it
this is such an important part of life how could you just not know the gospel of ebony dark’ness dementia raven way
how can you talk about a classic without providing a link?
I’ve been reading it to Nick at bedtime recently, it is a delightful tale
Had no idea about its existence until I was reading a mag in our staffroom and I laughed out loud to myself (excuse potato-quality iPod pic):
I thought I’d never be in a smaller fandom than Revolution, then I started watching The Almighty Johnsons.
you do realise there’s an entire country called new zealand that loves it too right
am i honestly the only one who doesn’t like it?
probably i mean, it’s pretty cool son
i might just be allergic to NZ accents in media tbh
Soz bbe I’m hitting PirateBay she sounds like she know what she talking about and I do remember accidentally watching it one time it was on tv and it seemed funny but had an awful time-slot on the television and I never saw it again and then NZgovt broke tv’s (Freeview) so I don’t even know what they show on NZ tv these days.
I always have an ear out for good tv series to watch