Sunday, May 17, 2009

All the dirt they can print

By day, advertising executive Reece Shadbolt worked hard to convince New Zealand women that Toffee Pops were all they needed for a satisfied sex life.

But by night, the man behind the Carlos Spencer chocolate biscuit ads demanded far more to satisfy his own sexual appetite.
How does she do it? I speak of Carolyne Meng-Yee, the Herald's special correspondent for sordid affairs, a woman who can make you feel dirty just for reading her copy and who can make any subject, however grave, seem tacky. It was she, of course, who pursued Professor Peter Davis with prurient curiosity. It was she who was described by the Herald as another of New Zealand's most respected journalists. It is she who includes the word tragedy in every story she writes.

In other news, a rich man has a leaky home; and a scientist with smashed ribs was taken on a mercy dash. Don't say nothing ever happens in New Zealand.

4 comments:

Dave said...

Yes, I wrote similar thoughts here this morning.

She's the assistant editor of the HOS too.

Giovanni said...

It is she who includes the word tragedy in every story she writes.

On the other hand, every story she writes is in fact a tragedy.

objectdart said...

from the leaky homes story. the couple had to vacate:

"their pink Italian Palladio-style home on Orakei's Paritai Drive because [it is a crime against architecture...]"

ropata said...

Freaky stuff Paul, I went to school with Reece! He was a top sportsman, and in the year ahead of mine (as I recall). There are some touching tributes to Reece on the Web, I didn't realize he died 2 years ago.