‘Selfish’ councillors should stand by Sir Tim Parting payment for Sir Tim?
As I watch this train wreck this city council has caused, I can only think how the group of our councillors only care about themselves.
I see Tim a bit at work and can see he is struggling a little. But he is still our mayor, in his eighth term, and clearly people like him, even love him.
Why the hell couldn’t these councillors see that the people want him and work to make his term as easy as possible for him?
Do they think they are much more important? Well, ask anyone to name who these others are, and they’d probably name two or three.
So we have to put up with these nobodies making life hard on a guy most people love.
There’s a by-election coming up, why don’t they all resign, if they dare, and have another go.
I believe we’ve got Paddy O’Brien as a candidate. I bet we would get a lot more caring
Invercargill people put their hands up. The sitting councillors should be ashamed how they embarrassed us.
Rick Cosgrove Invercargill
I think we should remember all the good things Sir Tim has done for Invercargill.
To solve the current impasse, remembering that he is in a financial bind, give him a payout approximating his salary for the time yet to serve this term and let him retire with dignity. Trevor Wilkes Invercargill
Remember Clochemerle?
Watching Government is like watching a Mr Bean home improvement skit.
The reason we accept this as normal is that art has become so banal by the process of dilution,
(any scribbler can publish a book), we are no longer sufficiently educated to understand satire as parables of the human condition.
Anybody can be an instant expert on everything having studied nothing, thanks to the internet.
We have in consequence a surfeit of knowledge and a
paucity of wisdom, and no antenna for nuance.
The satirical novel Clochemerle has become the script for local government.
For those who have not read the book or seen its TV play adaption, it’s about the personal, administrative and political struggle over installing a urinal in a French village.
The story could be now transposed to any city, town or place in New Zealand without the slightest whiff of irony.
The amusingly ludicrous has become ridiculously real with real costs.
Nearby to where I live a group of public-spirited citizens built a cycle track across a small stream that became a major kerfuffle, allegedly disturbing a wetland.
The remedial work required would have taken me perhaps two days’ work with a fair amount of time leaning on the shovel to take in the view.
The administrative costs to the volunteer group to get permission to do this runs to tens of thousands of dollars.
A monument ought to be erected at the site to commemorate the scandal. It could rival the one in Clochemerle as a tourist attraction, with the advantage of depicting a real event.
Any volunteers?