Bring Back Deborah Hill Cone
Ok, before I forget this, I can't help myself from asking:
What the HELL has happened to Deborah Hill Cone?
Has she been kidnapped by Plunket Aliens, brainwashed by Alternative TV and are we making do with this imposter?
A once fabulous columnist/dreamer/writer/journalist/commentator: the closest any paid full-time female journalist has come to combining sexiness with business and making it interesting and titillating for the masses, DHC of late has become something of a mutation of a Women's Weekly Agony Aunt from the 1970's, Mumsy columnist and Dancing with Stars celebrity Greer Robson (really, is there a worse column than hers about a baby - like most average women haven't GOT ONE OF THOSE!) and a confused advertising agency junior who has suffered from one too many drops to the head.
Her latest piece (note - IN THE NZ HERALD BUSINESS SECTION) is titled "Ah, the Delights of Sluttish Living". It brought me to tears. Not good ones after my paper was delivered to the hotel room door. DHC needs a medium to large professional Cactus bitch-slap to bring her back to what made her good. I mean I swear to God she's writing like a woman who is going to bloody vote Labour, bake scones and join a PTA.
The business section is potentially read by intelligent (IQ over 100) women and men. Less intelligent beings use the business section to line kitty-litter trays, place the pizza boxes on or to wrap fish and chips. It's not read by people who want to read about how lovely it is to live in mess. Because we don't live in mess or want to see the mess. We pay cleaners or in a man's case - their wife, to pick the bloody mess up. We also don't go to the supermarket. Or if we do, we want to forget the experience as it's so bloody awful. It's where people who care about the price of milk and cheese go.
For if women (or house husbands) don't tidy up at home when they have all day to, what the hell is the point of their existence?
I am afraid if DHC doesn't come back to us soon then she will be lost to the "dark side" forever. She needs to put the kiddies in daycare, brush the hair and get back to Shortland Street and lunches in the CBD immediately.
I fear if not, DHC will become one of those dreadful "kept" middle to upper middle class/(husband's) income women who bleat about solo mothers and beneficiaries ruining the country when their slothfulness in suburban New Zealand is only one slight degree away from those poor DPB sods - in that they won the relationship lottery and married considerably better.
It's ironic that she talks in this column about mortgages. A nice, fat, juicy low deposit, 10% one at present could focus her capitalist roots better and get her out of this domesticated rut she appears to be wallowing in to her new audience of under-achieving read-a-sloths at the New Zealand Herald. Pity more if Shayne Currie takes over the kidnapping duties and makes her write for the audience of idiots that believe everything in the doggy dunny paper that is the Herald on Sunday.
Slap. Over.
posted by Cactus Kate at 1:45 PM
8 Comments:
You didn't like Anita MacNaught's business show back when she had one here in NZ then?
DH Cone always was not worth reading in my view. I should say that I have only read the odd piece from the NBR that was both visible on the Internet and the subject of some debate in a forum somewhere.
I used to subscribe to the NBR years ago, but it was ruined as source of useful information when the priests of the church of the Rogernomics took over and evidence no matter longer was relevant in the faith-based economic system they espoused. I don't do religion. Graeme Hunt? No thanks. Cone seemed to thrive there.
Later, I did read all of her columns during her thankfully brief tenure as Russell Brown's successor (IIRC) in the Media column at the Listener. Her columns were not the media monitoring or analysis I had found useful and interesting previously. Instead, there was some fairly prurient gossip that was unedifying and cheap in my opinion. "Come back Russell", I thought.
Maybe I misjudged her, but every piece of her writing I have ever read first created, and then confirmed, my provisional view that she wasn't up to much as journalist. More of a polemicist.
don't be silly Cactu you are a far better writer.
"the priests of the church of the Rogernomics took over"
Spot the commie with the pretentious name.
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No I am not. But on current form, I would have to respectfully agree with you.
Ouch. You are a prickly cactus. How about a pissy lunch in the CBD next time you are in Auckland? I promise I shan't talk about babies.
Yes.
Andrew: LOL! I'm no communist. I describe Rogernomics as a faith system because the policies followed didn't work out the way the people advocating them expected them to. Reality didn't cooperate. Wages have flattened out and we have fallen behind Australia. Productivity can't rise becasue we are a small country and lack scale for expensive mechanisation of production....Just two examples of how reality conflicted with the religion. There are more, but Cactus Kate will probably kick my arse around the block for dwelling on it too long.
I'm a pragmatist. If something doesn't turn out the way you thought it would, you find out why, if you can, and adjust. It's the economic religionists who continue to say we should bail more water into the boat to make it float better. They want 3 month probation periods for new employees, for example. More downward pressure on wages.
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