In her seemingly never-ending ability to surprise, Tory Whanau fronts on the local Newstalk ZB morning show in her beleaguered capital yesterday and scores herself a 9/10.
If she had come from comedy I could have seen the joke she was making.
But she doesn’t come from comedy, which is not to say her reign hasn’t been comedic.
She is the Meghan Markle of local body politics - so self-absorbed and she doesn’t appear cognisant as to just how destructive and useless she is.
I wasn’t going to even comment on Whanau given it’s a local issue, she has announced she's off, and the sooner the Whanau era of terror ends the better.
But fly in the ointment: she is still standing for a seat and bringing potentially all her 9/10 madness with her.
Now the guard rails on this part of her future are of course in the hands of the public of the capital. You don’t have to have more of it. You can in fact vote for someone else.
As such she is free to take her record, put it in front of you and test it.
But it takes a special sort of narcissist to think of herself so highly, having just been bundled out of the big race because she knows she can't win.
If she is a 9/10, she should be bolting home. But that’s the problem with narcissists, isn't it? They continue to bluster even when they know the game is up.
She is also a wider problem by remaining as part of the wider picture. She puts people off.
Local body politics is crying out for decent, hardworking, competent contributors, but who in their right mind is interested in sitting round a table with buffoons?
A bunch of do-gooding lifers, who as often as not, are not actually able to get work in the normal world.
Not all of Wellington's many, many problems are on Tory. But she led the team that wrought the havoc and the stuff she inherited, she didn’t help.
Her advice to poor, old Nick Mills, who had to listen to this tripe, was every time you see a road cone, you see progress.
It's that sort of fairytale, fanciful nonsense most of us realise isn't remotely true.
Maybe that’s her ultimate problem. Maybe she lives in her head
In her head Wellington is a riviera and Tory is the queen of that riviera. The pipes didn’t burst, the city boomed, and Tory oversaw a renaissance.
Maybe that's how all narcissists delude themselves.
Mike Hosking is a New Zealand television and radio broadcaster. He currently hosts The Mike Hosking Breakfast show on NewstalkZB on weekday mornings - where this article was sourced.
I wasn’t going to even comment on Whanau given it’s a local issue, she has announced she's off, and the sooner the Whanau era of terror ends the better.
But fly in the ointment: she is still standing for a seat and bringing potentially all her 9/10 madness with her.
Now the guard rails on this part of her future are of course in the hands of the public of the capital. You don’t have to have more of it. You can in fact vote for someone else.
As such she is free to take her record, put it in front of you and test it.
But it takes a special sort of narcissist to think of herself so highly, having just been bundled out of the big race because she knows she can't win.
If she is a 9/10, she should be bolting home. But that’s the problem with narcissists, isn't it? They continue to bluster even when they know the game is up.
She is also a wider problem by remaining as part of the wider picture. She puts people off.
Local body politics is crying out for decent, hardworking, competent contributors, but who in their right mind is interested in sitting round a table with buffoons?
A bunch of do-gooding lifers, who as often as not, are not actually able to get work in the normal world.
Not all of Wellington's many, many problems are on Tory. But she led the team that wrought the havoc and the stuff she inherited, she didn’t help.
Her advice to poor, old Nick Mills, who had to listen to this tripe, was every time you see a road cone, you see progress.
It's that sort of fairytale, fanciful nonsense most of us realise isn't remotely true.
Maybe that’s her ultimate problem. Maybe she lives in her head
In her head Wellington is a riviera and Tory is the queen of that riviera. The pipes didn’t burst, the city boomed, and Tory oversaw a renaissance.
Maybe that's how all narcissists delude themselves.
Mike Hosking is a New Zealand television and radio broadcaster. He currently hosts The Mike Hosking Breakfast show on NewstalkZB on weekday mornings - where this article was sourced.
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If you look at Tory by herself she is ridiculous - looking like something out of Vivian St sitting on a throne. However, behind her is the left wing media still promoting her; such as a recent article in the Post comparing her "compassionate leadership" after the Loafers Lodge fire to Jacinda's "leadership" after the mosque shooting, while Wellington's problems are put down to "grumpy ratepayers", "internal backstabbing" and Luxon. Tory also has the benefit of the apartheid council seats that may still allow to be a councilor while she plans her entry into Parliament.
A score typical of a delusional person.
There is one, and only one, reason she withdrew and that is she knows she won't get reelected. A true narcissist who doesn't want that on her CV while chasing her parliamentary dream, Can't the left wing media see that?
2/10.
A Masterclass in Almost Governing
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And so, with the soft thud of a thousand half-finished projects hitting the floor, Tory Whanau exits stage left — graciously pausing only to award herself a heroic 9/10 for services rendered to herself. One can only marvel at such chutzpah. It takes a certain kind of genius to lead a city into chaos and emerge beaming, arms aloft like a marathon runner who forgot to start the race.
Whanau’s term was less a story of government and more a case study in the dangers of vibes-based leadership. Policies were announced like Instagram posts — big on feeling, light on detail, and quickly forgotten when inconvenient. The cycleways expanded, the pipes burst louder.
And somewhere in the background, a string of cafes, restaurants and bakeries and retail outlets big and small shut shop.
Naturally, none of this was Whanau’s fault. Critics were gently reminded that the real issues were colonialism, capitalism, climate change and probably some kind of toxic masculinity — anything, really, except an absence of basic managerial competence. Even when she wasn’t exactly there, in the tedious, oppressive sense of showing up to work, her aura of progressive righteousness was said to linger in the Council chambers like incense in a yoga studio.
Wellingtonians were left to console themselves with the knowledge that while their rates were multiplying, at least they lived in a progressive dystopia.
Whanau leaves behind a legacy: not so much a city reborn, but a civic experiment in what happens when vibes govern policy. She is the only contestant, judge and prize-winner of her own mayoralty.
9 out of 10? when you’re marking your own work, why not go full 11?
Vote Little, get Whanau.
To anon @ 10.14, are you nuts? ;p 2/10? You must be a whanau supporter, or a leftie....name 1 thing that's been successful under her reign?
Any score above 0 is unacceptable. :)
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