A rocket full of Posie

Why discuss when you can shout? Recent political events suggest the eventual demise of the word "debate".

- MICHELE HEWITSON

Man, people are cranky. And shouty. And downright silly. Particularly politicians. And, generally speaking, the whole damn world. There has been a lot of loose trolling going on. You could have written the script for the carry-on about British anti-trans activist Posie Parker and her time at Auckland's Albert Park. A lot of incoherent cranky shouting. A bit of argy-bargy. Nobody listening to a word anyone else said. It must be election year. Or just another year.

This was supposed to be the climate change election. Then the cost-of-living election. The Nats appear to have decreed it the reading-writing-'rithmetic election. Labour seems to have declared it the ripping up of formerly announced aims election. It should be the cranky election.

Greens co-leader Marama Davidson allowed the madding crowd to make her mad. Intercepted by a right-wing activist, she claimed it was "white cis men" who caused "violence in the world". The Prime Minister was left to explain that Davidson had been run down by a motorbike shortly before being run down by a rightwing conspiracy gang. So she sort of apologised, by proxy.

OFF WITH HER HEAD

National called for her resignation. Being in opposition seems to involve calling for MPs of other stripes to resign. It doesn't seem like a particularly arduous job. Although going around shouting "off with their heads" might be rather invigorating on a dull day in the House.