It’s like this, people.
Last night Patrick Gower emailed me about how the Labour Party Conference was going. See, I’d criticised TV3’s coverage on Twitter, where an embarrassing clip of Paddy badgering David Cunliffe to predict the future was spun into “DAVID CUNLIFFE MAKING A MOVE FOR LABOUR LEADERSHIP.”
Then I, in a fit of girlish flirtation, emailed back, “Sorry, Paddy. I can’t confirm I won’t run against Shearer in February either!”
And thus my secret is out. By refusing to predict the state of the party in three months’ time, by refusing to make assumptions about whether David Shearer can pull the cat out of the bag or will continue to muddle along with his guitar getting nowhere in the polls … well, I’ve clearly thrown my hat in the ring.
You should also be aware that I can’t rule out moving to Thailand at some point in the future, maybe after the February Labour leadership vote. That’s going to be Paddy’s headline tomorrow night: “NZ BLOGGER TO ABANDON COUNTRY IF SHEARER REMAINS LEADER”.
And I also couldn’t rule out having steak for dinner tonight. On Monday, Paddy’s got Campbell Live locked down for exclusive coverage of RADICAL FEMINIST BLOGGER PLANS SUNDAY FEAST TO CELEBRATE CUNLIFFE’S IMPENDING LEADERSHIP CHALLENGE.
Seriously, people. There can be news stories in what people are happy or unhappy to confirm or deny. There are interesting implications for the future leadership of Labour in the changes that have been voted at conference.
But whining “David, David, show your loyalty David, rule out running against Shearer David, come on David, why won’t you prove your loyalty David” and then reporting that as ground-breaking leadership challenge rumblings is just sad.
Mind you, we’re talking about the journo who added up the number of job ads on TradeMe and Seek and then declared that there wasn’t an unemployment crisis.
Meanwhile, John Armstrong is clearly so upset at the prospect of more democracy in the Labour Party he’s been moved to tweet 4 times today already. Normally such flurries of activity are reserved for the super-cool fun times he’s having on overseas junkets, which you’ll recall he’d like us to note are really hard work, guys. All I can think? Is some senior journos are really worried that more democracy in the Labour Party means less juicy gossip for their pet MPs to leak to them.
Speaking of pet MPs, can someone find Trevor Mallard and duct-tape his mouth shut?