Posts by Damian Christie
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Are you worried you're being run out of town because of your article, Damian?
I've just caught up on all the bile floating around, thanks for the link Joanna. Hardly surprising, and seems mainly to be the result of one strange little individual who's obviously had a problem with me for a decade or so now (did I steal his girlfriend, hit on his mother, run over his kitten, what?).
Anyway, what's the problem with you Wellingtonians, can't you read properly? It was supposed to be a *positive* article. Well, kinda....
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When I was like, 12 or something (3rd form) we went on a school camp into the Malaysian jungle.
We learnt how to make traps to kill a "large animal" (the sort of traps you trip a wire and a large branch with long sharp stakes attached to it swings out and gets a "large animal" in the belly, as long as the "large animal is about 5'9")
We learnt how to cook snake, get water from vines, remove leeches from our body, scorpions from our shoes and survive on expired army rations.
When I moved back to NZ, we went on 4th form camp out the back of Wainuiomata and learnt how to toast marshmallows. Sigh.
I am happy to pass on any of the above knowledge to you G.
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Sheesh, what is it with my threads. I go away for the weekend leaving a perfectly reasonable discussion about strippers, come back and it's turned to this?
(Great discussion up until the last little bit by the way, you make me proud)
Felix:
Damien you are sooo going to get lynched (again?) the next time you show up at 3.2
Yeah, but tell me it's not true. Tell me you can't name at least three right now who fit into that category... If you can't, I'll agree, pack my bags and leave Wellington immediately.
Actually, if you can't name 3,145 such political reporters immediately, same thing goes... ;)
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My commiserations Mr Christie.
:) Well, to be honest, the original copy had "one political reporter" but the subs removed it, clearly thinking it would be too obvious.
Having said that, I couldn't think off too many political reporters down here who would read that and not think it was referring to them, with a smug smile on their face. They're a breed unto themselves.
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Right. I've just come back from filming and found a roaring thread. Good stuff. If I may make a few comments on what's gone on:
Most guys I know (pardon my use of cliche) do not want to have sex with boy-thin chicks. Curveacious (sp?) women are just fine, thank you.
Why is it more acceptable to want to have sex with one body type or another? Am I somehow a better person because I enjoy having sex with "fat chicks"? I think not. So therefore the fact that I may or may not really really like having sex with models shouldn't count against me either, should it?
True, but what you're describing impacts nearly as much on male TV journalists (although, oddly, has never been the case on American television). Especially in presenting roles, television is the domain of the relatively attractive. Which is why almost everyone with a major onscreen role becomes appearance-obsessed
I tell you what it is Russell, from personal experience, the camera definitely magnifies any imperfections you might have. So if you're slightly image-conscious to start with, then every bad camera angle showing your double chin, every wide shot showing your thinning pate, every poorly-placed light turning you pasty; is enough to have you running for the gym/sunbed/xenical/tooth bleacher and what have you. So the longer you stay on telly, the weirder, browner, thinner you start looking in real life...
(this mostly applies to presenters, rather than reporters)
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There definitely was a period of time when we went to strip clubs to be ironic. I think that was when they were sleazy places, and we weren't. I've never found anything erotic about strip clubs. Aesthetically pleasing yes, erotic no.
I do recall being at one famous venue on K Road though, when a woman who must've been in her 60s came up and grabbed me inappropriately and said "Buy us a drink, love". The whole place was so dire that it was beyond irony.
But these days I agree with Russell, I don't think it's ironic, or sleazy per se. It just, um, is?
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Yeah, I have mixed feelings over the whole strip club thing. On the one hand I think it's probably exploitative, on the other hand I quite like looking at naked women, and I'm not going to pretend otherwise. It's quite the dilemma.
My friend's wife insists that if he's going to go to the strips, then he has to give the dancers a LOT of money. Otherwise it's exploitation. Don't know whether it's the soundest argument, but he doesn't complain.
I've spent a bit of time thinking about this post-feminist thing. I suspect it's actually a great con . Young women have been convinced that the best way to be independent modern women is to act like, well, like Sandy at the end of Grease.
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Pretty Woman, on the other hand, made prostitution seem like a really fun job.
Didn't she though! Like all full of sisterly companionship, decent hours and the chance for a ride in a limo.
I guess the other moral to take from Grease is that you can't go out with someone different than you. Either Danny had to change, or Sandy. Better that you betray your real self in order to look more like the person you want to be with, than just date someone who looks different than you. Or something.
Whatever, "Stranded at the Drive-in" is genius... "I sit... I wonder... why-ey-ey... ohhh why... you left me.... oh Sandy..."
And yes thanks Che, said mistake was spotted and corrected well before you posted your comment :)
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Not surprised they didn't play it (did they?)
Are you asking whether the Cure played it the other night? They certainly did, in the final encore - see Matt's post above about the full setlist:
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Hey does anyone have a link or a copy of the video of the tourists speeding on the Desert Road? It's been taken down and I really want to find it... :) Email me or summat.
DCPS: This is not the video, but I needed to post a URL for it to work.