Stealth traffic stops do the job

Thursday February 15, 2018 Published in Smoke Signals

Good on our police women and men for recent ‘stealth’ traffic stops.

One on Friday and one on Sunday – and no longer on a long stretch of straight road with lights flashing, giving the boy racers and the teens with no helmets the chance to make a quick detour. Add to that the officers on the approach from each end, just in case someone tries an urgent U-turn, and you seem to have it covered. Well done constables.


Yes! History repeats itself. On Friday through Cyclone Gita a small fishing boat and the latest Tiare Taporo were left on opposite sides of the port as they waited for the storm to move away. Well, something came to mind. Aren’t they meant to be like that, for once in their life? The first-ever captain of the Tiare Taporo in old times was related to the owner of the small fishing boat moored on the western side of Avatiu harbour. I reckoned they really enjoyed being left alone together, for the first time. Isn’t it so special?


Noticeable that a smoke signaller only points out Vonnia’s name in their smoke signal published in CINews on Tuesday. For the information of the signaller, the flower pots in front of our store belong to Jetsave/Western Union and have sat in front of their location for years. They were only recently moved in front of Vonnia’s while Jetsave undergo renovations. They are definitely not there to prevent people from parking.


As I have paid all my taxes over many years, including up to 2010 and beyond, as required by the law in the Cook Islands I have decided not to pay them in the future. It seems that laws don’t count anymore in the Cook Islands and we can make policy decisions for ourselves, just following the example set by the Minister of MFEM.


How about the little detail of toilet paper in the toilets across from the police station? How about you bean counters at the Tourist Authority, who want “growth” in tourist numbers, go sit on the bench beside the toilets and see how many mortified tourist women come out of the block and, with great akama, ask if anyone happens to have some toilet paper. Of course you won’t sit there, you’ll stay in your ivory towers and count the numbers off the planes while our reputation as a destination slowly erodes. You’ll be the first ones off the island when your jobs are gone.



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