Mike’s Minute: Tory gave herself a 9/10, are you kidding me?

In her seemingly never-ending ability to surprise, Tory Whanau fronts on the local Newstalk ZB morning show in her beleaguered capital yesterday and scores herself a 9/10. 

If she had come from comedy I could have seen the joke she was making. 

But she doesn’t come from comedy, which is not to say her reign hasn’t been comedic. 

She is the Meghan Markle of local body politics - so self-absorbed and she doesn’t appear cognisant as to just how destructive and useless she is. 

I wasn’t going to even comment on Whanau given it’s a local issue, she has announced she's off, and the sooner the Whanau era of terror ends the better. 

But fly in the ointment: she is still standing for a seat and bringing potentially all her 9/10 madness with her. 

Now the guard rails on this part of her future are of course in the hands of the public of the capital. You don’t have to have more of it. You can in fact vote for someone else. 

As such she is free to take her record, put it in front of you and test it. 

But it takes a special sort of narcissist to think of herself so highly, having just been bundled out of the big race because she knows she can't win. 

If she is a 9/10, she should be bolting home. But that’s the problem with narcissists, isn't it? They continue to bluster even when they know the game is up. 

She is also a wider problem by remaining as part of the wider picture. She puts people off. 

Local body politics is crying out for decent, hardworking, competent contributors, but who in their right mind is interested in sitting round a table with buffoons? 

A bunch of do-gooding lifers, who as often as not, are not actually able to get work in the normal world. 

Not all of Wellington's many, many problems are on Tory. But she led the team that wrought the havoc and the stuff she inherited, she didn’t help. 

Her advice to poor, old Nick Mills, who had to listen to this tripe, was every time you see a road cone, you see progress. 

It's that sort of fairytale, fanciful nonsense most of us realise isn't remotely true. 

Maybe that’s her ultimate problem. Maybe she lives in her head 

In her head Wellington is a riviera and Tory is the queen of that riviera. The pipes didn’t burst, the city boomed, and Tory oversaw a renaissance. 

Maybe that's how all narcissists delude themselves. 

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Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
In her seemingly never ending ability to surprise. Tory Farnaw
fronts on the local ZB morning show in her beleaguered
capital yesterday and scores herself. Scores herself. What would you
score yourself, Tory? She scored herself nine out of ten. Now,
if she'd come from comedy, I could have seen the
joke she was making. But she doesn't come from comedy,
which is not to say her reign hasn't been comedic.

(00:21):
She is the Meagan Markel of local body politics, so
self absorbed she doesn't appear cognizant as to just how
destructive and useless she is. I know I wasn't even
going to comment on far now, given it's a local issue.
She's announced she's off, and the sooner the far Era
of terror ends the better. But but flying the ointment,
she is still standing, as you well aware, for a
seat and bringing potentially all her nine out of ten

(00:43):
madness with her. Now the guard rails on this part
of her future are, of course in the hands of
the public of the Capital. You don't have to have
more of this. You can, in fact vote for somebody else.
But I suppose the flip side of that is in
a democracy. She's free to take her record and put
it in front of you and put it to the test.
Takes a special sort of narcissist to think of herself
so highly having just been bundled out of the big race,

(01:05):
because she knows she can't win. If she is nine
out of ten, she should be bolting home. But that's
the problem with narcissists, isn't that they continue to bluster
her even when they know the game is up. She
has also got the wider problem by remaining as part
of the wider picture. See she puts people off. Local
body politics is crying out for decent, hard working, competent contributors.

(01:25):
But who in their right mind is interested in sitting
around a table with buffoons a bunch of do gooding
lifers who as often as not and not actually able
to get work in the normal real world. Not all
of Wellington's many problems, of course, are on Tory, but
she led the team that wrought the havoc and the
stuff she inherited she didn't help. Her. Advice to poor
old Nick Mills, who had to listen to this tripe yesterday,

(01:46):
was every time you see a road cone, you see progress.
See it's that sort of fairy tale, fanciful nonsense most
of us realize isn't remotely true. Maybe that's her ultimate problem.
Maybe she lives in her head, in her head well
and is a riviera, and Torri's the queen of that riviera.
The pipes didn't burst, the city boomed, and Tory oversaw
a renaissance. Maybe that's how all narcissists delude themselves. For

(02:09):
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