PM’s disgraced media advisor had an undeniable duty to tell the boss

 

The actions of Prime Minister’s media advisor Michael Forbes may not have passed the test for criminal charges, but they were more than peccadilloes: They were gross breaches of privacy. Forbes also breached his fundamental professional responsibilities.

He had an inalienable duty to conduct himself in a way that would not potentially damage the standing of the office he served, the reputation of its incumbent, or their ability to continue normal business. If he failed in that duty, he had an undeniable responsibility to inform his superiors of his misconduct.

Creating audio recordings of encounters with sex workers and covertly photographing women in public places and in what appeared to be private places falls squarely into the category of conduct that crossed that line. It was, of course, also completely unacceptable on so many other levels.

Among other things, he laid himself open to sinister possibilities. Tracy Watkins, who edits both The Post and the Sunday Star Times, said in her Sunday editorial that Forbes potentially opened himself to blackmail and manipulation that could have seen sensitive material falling into the wrong hands.

As Watkins said: The security implications had beltway insiders abuzz when the story broke in The Post.

However, let’s stick with professional responsibility.

Forbes’ covert actions may have psychological roots that mean he could not see they were wrong. By his own admission he has since undertaken counselling. However, the laying of a complaint with Police – irrespective of the outcome – triggered an entirely different imperative. Continue reading “PM’s disgraced media advisor had an undeniable duty to tell the boss”

It was graphic election night coverage and a touch of déjà vu

It would be far too boastful to use the phrase ‘great minds think alike’ but the Herald’s Simon Wilson and I had the same thought on the general election result: There is a parallel with what happened in Britain in 1945. British voters turned their back on the man who had led them through the Second World War, and New Zealanders wanted to turn their backs on storm and pestilence.

Wilson commented that Churchill’s rival, Labour leader Clement Atlee, promised a welfare state, and that looked like the kind of peace voters believed they deserved. In 2023 “it has meant that one thing trumped everything in this election. We want to forget. Move on and forget. Don’t tell me about the pandemic, I have to find the money to feed my family.”

I think he’s right.

Winston Churchill put on a stoic public face after his defeat by Atlee (despite his private anguish), and on television on Saturday night Chris Hipkins did the same in acknowledging National leader Christopher Luxon’s victory. Continue reading “It was graphic election night coverage and a touch of déjà vu”

The media pack smells blood

The media wolf pack knows when it smells blood.

Unfortunately, its sense of smell is not so well developed that it can differentiate between a mortal wound, a non-life-threatening gash, and a paper cut.

When it is denied a kill, the more excitable members of the pack howl in disappointment while the grey-muzzled old-timers who have trotted along at a more leisurely pace look knowingly at each other.

We saw the pack in action last week when it sniffed the blood of National Party leader Christopher Luxon following a couple of gaffes and an apparent plateau in the polls.

That culminated in pundits at opposite ends of the political spectrum acting as if they were closing in on a kill. Continue reading “The media pack smells blood”