With new revelations of undeclared donations to NZ First revealed in this morning's Dominion, Whale Oil reckons the only man in parliament named after a concrete block is suffering "death by a thousand cuts."
Though not fatal the cuts received thus far are draining the life blood from the carcass of Winston First.
He's mistaken. Winston isn't dying of this -- he's dying for it. For months now he's been trying to get headlines, for anything -- anything at all -- and we all know that Winston doesn't care what he get headlines for just as long as he gets those headlines. He knows that his voters are too dim to either know or care what those headlines are for, just as long as that stern jawline is amongst them.
You see, Winston subscribes to the Oscar Wilde school of PR: to Winston, the only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about. And he is. So don't fool yourself that this is Winston's political death. If anything, these headlines are his resurrection.