Bowalley Road

Ruminations of an Old New Zealander

Wednesday, 31 December 2008

Debating Social Democracy

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No self-respecting human individual, of any class, responds well to the notion that he or she is like one of those faceless workers surging ...
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Wednesday, 24 December 2008

The Calculus of Kingship

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The flight into Egypt. THE sky darkens – again. Can God be so displeased with the works of Herod the Great? Has he not rebuilt the Temple? ...
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Sunday, 21 December 2008

Left of Labour, or Bereft of Sense?

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Oliver Woods THE extraordinary success of the Alliance in the 1990s was both a blessing and curse for the New Zealand Left. A blessing, bec...
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Thursday, 18 December 2008

You Say You Want A Revolution?

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Lenin instructs the masses, as Trotsky looks on. Revolution was far too important to be left to ordinary working people. IT is always a ple...
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Monday, 15 December 2008

Spy vs Spy

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Following Nicky Hager's revelations in The Sunday Star-Times of police infiltration of domestic protest organisations , and acknowledgi...
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Friday, 12 December 2008

Unleash Hell!

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The Fury of the Goths by Paul Ivanowitz I’VE always considered the first ten minutes of the movie Gladiator to be some of the finest work...
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Thursday, 4 December 2008

Oh Canada!

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TRY this little thought experiment for me. Imagine that somewhere out there in the big wide world there’s a country a whole lot like ours. I...
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Chris Trotter
Chris Trotter has spent most of his adult life either engaging in or writing about politics. He was the founding editor of The New Zealand Political Review (1992-2005) and in 2007 authored No Left Turn, a political history of New Zealand. Living in Auckland with his wife and daughter, Chris describes himself as an “Old New Zealander” – i.e. someone who remembers what the country was like before Rogernomics. He has created this blog as an archive for his published work and an outlet for his more elegiac musings. It takes its name from Bowalley Road, which runs past the North Otago farm where he spent the first nine years of his life. Enjoy.
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