John Campbell said it was "put together by Mihinirangi Forbes" - that means it was on the 'Native Affairs' show on Maori TV the other night. But just like the Rotorua penny-divers story a few weeks ago this one too looks as though it will go uncredited - everyone will think it's a Campbell Live exclusive. Not so. It's Carol doing her old mate a favour. But the problem in not acknowledging it is that it does no favour to Maori TV. Maybe they're OK with that, maybe the relationship has reciprocity in other, unseen areas.
When I saw it on Maori TV - last night I think it was - I couldn't believe the Pope managed to get them all together. That was more astounding than the creepy laying on of hands bit where The Lord pressed on each of their chests while the MPs were held at their shoulders by his bodyguards (which I imagine G-d did to the participants without them knowing in advance what was going to happen, manipulated into it as is His MO).
I'm not concerned with the fact that some MPs were there - they are professional vote whores who probably rushed off to the Lesbian Atheists conference straight afterwards to pledge their commitment to their kaupapa - but what was impressive and frightening was how many showed and what that told us about His influence. The potential influence. They were using each other, but it was Jehovah that munched that mana.
The Alpha & Omega's arguments for funding had the unfortunately legitimate ring of policy consistency: He didn't seem to be asking for anything more than the institutional advantages the established religions have got out of the NZ government.
He is the Messiah we love to hate. And it's easy to be a hater when they have been winner of NZ's Creepiest Christian Couple for the better part of a decade.
The troubling thought is that for all the hyperventilating hypocritical biblical bile, mysogynistic myopia, oozing egotism, cultish creepiness, the financial fisting of his poor parishoners to support His Televangalist trashiness, and any other appropriately alliterated opprobrium...
... but when it comes down to it some parents living on the wrong side of the tracks would probably be better off sending their kids to a Density Brian-washing at one of his mega-churches than to leave them to their own devices, on the streets aspiring to be prospects for the Killer Bees, under the blurred gaze of the government's social services.