Brian Rogers Rogers Rabbits www.sunlive.co.nz

People are getting a bit fired up about the bullying, violence and general mayhem in the school grounds.

Thinking back to my school days, there was always a bit of argy bargy, a regular fight, smoking down the rugby field and a bit of groping round the back of the bike sheds. And the students weren't much better. Yep, some of those teachers were questionable role models.

You think I'm joking? I remember the mornings when the guys with motorcycles used to race each other to school. Often times the teacher won.

These days, the world is so over-the-top PC, plus the advent of phones with cameras means that a lot more incidences are recorded. Whereas back in the old school days, there was no way to document a really good scrap.

A lot of the skirmishes ending up on the web are actually staged for the camera, so the apparent frequency of fights is really a bit misleading. I know that if my mates had access to phone cameras, we'd have produced a whole series of mini series movies that would have put Rocky to shame.

What a howler

We didn't hear a great deal of howling from you lot on Saturday. We must presume therefore that the howling westerly out-howled the 'Hooters At Home” exercise – as detailed last week. Or you residents of the Western Bay are not taking the tsunami threat seriously enough.

We cannot be too careful in these days of quakes and shakes.

In news just in, we have a picture of the clean-up of Auckland, which was devastated by the 2.9 quake last week:

You'll have noticed that the Chauvinism of Auckland kicked in perfectly again on the TV news, with ‘eye witness' accounts from Aucklanders of what they felt and saw during the 2.9 quake. Then later in the week a five-something strikes Hawke's Bay – and you guessed it – not a TV camera or eyewitness account in sight.

Tornado in Wairarapa; blows cars over and wrecks homes – not much on TV. But a letterbox is bent anywhere north of the Bombays – whoa, national news!

Meanwhile, the political scene gets crazier each year. As if it wasn't mad enough with Hone in the run for a seat in parliament, now we've got our own illustrious Hori BOP announcing his candidacy.

We've had a lot of amusing emails on the Hone issue lately, many of which can't be published. But we enjoyed this shot of his new limo. Hey, there's room on there for Hori and Dr Brash, too.

A few people have mentioned to me lately, including the Mayor of Maungatapu and some of his cohorts of Carmel Country – that there are some road safety issues apparently being ignored in the city.

Cyclists, he says, have come in for a bit of criticism, failing to stop at compulsory stops; and an apparent growing tendency to ride without helmets.

Scooter riders have horrified onlookers, riding without gloves or protective footwear. Our observation is, you ain't seen nothin' yet. It's about to get a lot worse when Steve Crow's team rides into town…wearing a whole lot less.

Parting thoughts:

The kitchen tap was stuck, as I went to get tools my wife advised 'don't faucet.”

I was trying to remember the name of our alarm company, but it didn't ring any bells.

Finally, I caught a few moments of Next Top Model by mistake (a nasty slip of the remote, it won't happen again). They discovered one of the girls was Bulimic and would be out of the competition. That's not on. It's time the people of Bulimia were allowed to compete equally with the rest of the world.