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When you take parkour (free running) and add a ladder.. you get Pomparkour. We’ve put a few videos on the subject in one place for you to digest. Enjoy!

FUTURE POPCORN: SUCKER PUNCH

SUCKER PUNCH

FILM IN PRODUCTION from David Randall Peters.

SUCKER PUNCH
Release date: March 2011
Directed by Zack Snyder (300, Watchmen)
Written by Zack Snyder & Steve Shibuya.

Starring: Emily Browning (Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events), Vanessa Hudgens (High School Musical), Jamie Chung (DragonBall: Evolution), Carla Gugino (Sin City, Watchmen), Jena Malone (Donnie Darko), Jon Hamm (A Single Man, Mad Men), Abbie Cornish (Bright Star).

Set in the 1950s. About a little girl who is trying to hide from the pain caused by her evil stepfather and lobotomy. She ends up in a mental institution and while there she starts to imagine an alternative reality. She plans to escape from that imaginary world but to do that she needs to steal five objects before she is caught by a vile man.

Described as Alice In Wonderland with machine guns, featuring WWII planes, dragons, space ships, a battlemech and giant samurai guards, we at Magneto are rather looking forward to this one.

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MAGNETO CRIME MAP – JULY 2010

CRIME MAP - JULY 2010

MAGNETO CRIME MAP – JULY 2010

MAGNETO CRIME MAP - JULY 2010

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CRIME MAP DATA COMPARISON – AUGUST 2010

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There have been fewer thefts from vehicles reported this year and the June spike wasn’t so pronounced this time around.

If last year’s data is anything to go by, we’re now entering the quietest month of the year in regards to the criminal activity we report on – but there are no guarantees, so don’t stop being careful!

Burglaries remain a constant threat, so lock up – even when you’re at home! A startling number of burglaries take place while the occupants are still on the premises.

Fingers crossed, we don’t see a repeat of that colossal November spike (thefts from vehicles).

THE FLAT FILES No.3: The Nineties.

THE FRESH PRINCE

COLUMN by Flattie No.3.

As we sway in our rocking chairs, sip on Earl Grey and share stories of youth with our elderly homies, no doubt a nostalgic tear will be shed for the nineties.

‘Twas a great time to be learning the trade of life. Popsicles were 60 cents and came in the same flavours as the condoms of today. The $2 mixture fed an army and many had real aspirations of becoming Pokemon masters.

This was a decade so brilliant, it tried to scare us into the new millennium with Y2K. Stockpile your food and water and don’t forget the torch. Your computers will blow the fuck up and you will all live in darkness – the future sucks. Motherfuck, the nineties outsmarted almost all of us – it was that cool. For myself, it was and will always be a decade of firsts, fashion grandeur and fads like no other.

While David Tua was spelling awesome with an ‘O’, I was beginning my own battle with comprehension. In ‘93 I had just started out at Queenspark Primary – a place I spent large amounts of time trying to avoid ‘smelly Kelly’. Rumor had it: if she touched you, you’d be struck down with rabies. Unlucky.

School in the nineties was, first and foremost, a learning institution. How on Earth I’ll land a job without mentioning that I’d learnt the recorder I’ll never know.

About the same time I started school, I went to my first cinema experience at Hoyts. Call it naivety but I had no idea lions were capable of such heartbreaking screenplay. Witnessing Mufasa’s mauling at the hands of his brother was the first time I’d shed a tear at the big screen.

The ripple effect was challenging. After being terrified of Jumanji, I managed to find equilibrium in Space Jam and believing I could fly. What a difference a decade makes. To think R Kelly sang the theme song for a child’s movie isn’t palpable in the 21st century.

The school yard will always be the place we become acculturated to the law of fitting in. I genuinely felt sorry for those who had birthdays falling outside of the school term. How were they to properly rep the birthday party they threw at Georgie Pie? Maybe it was Cobb and Co? Amazingly, these popular eateries were to have an expiry date. It was out of our control.

But what wasn’t out of our control were the trials and tribulations of the Tamagotchi pet. If you didn’t have one, you wanted one. And when you had it, you almost wished you didn’t. Late nights were spent making sure the bloody thing didn’t do a poo or get sick. What a fucking nightmare. If they had given out Tamagotchis at private girls’ schools and not bloody condoms, we wouldn’t be faced with the teenage pregnancy problems we see today. Having a dose of a ‘90s cyber-child would surely scare them into keeping their legs crossed.

The nineties were a time when I anticipated Christmas in January. The day my brothers and I tore open gifts bearing chatter-rings will be a day my parents acknowledge as having made a huge mistake as consumers.

Everyone had them. And next Christmas, it was the Pro-Yo. Someone down at Bluebird must have cottoned on to the child-friendly fads that were beginning to sweep all before them. I can’t speak for everyone, but putting Od-Bodz cards in chip packets was surely a marketing masterstroke.

Downloading music was an absolute nightmare! Sitting in front of the radio with the blank tape, furiously rewinding and pressing record as your favourite song came on. Fuck the Jonas Brothers – MmmBop was a school disco club thumper to be cherished.

Things became more cutting-edge with the Sonic and the Sega – it’s amazing ‘the outdoors’ wasn’t the dirty word it is amidst the children of today. Mind you, we dressed better back then and couldn’t wait to get down to the mall in the weekend gears. Issues surrounding wardrobe were largely confined to whether I wore the ‘snap pants’ or camouflage cargo shorts with the Planet 8 Hawaiian shirt. If it was raining, then the Russell Athletic ‘USA hoodie’ made an appearance. Actually I think I wore that thing rain, hail or shine.

If you were a girl, the 3-quarter pants were rocked regularly, often with sneakers, sometimes with cankles.

I spent a lot of time trying to impress the girls without cankles in the nineties. Whether it was rollerblading backward, flashing the latest Goosebumps book or rapping sporadic verses of the Fresh Prince of Bel Air, Sandra Rowe clearly had early symptoms of jungle fever and I was soon singled out by her group of friends.

“Do you wanna go out with Sandra?!”

Shit, talk about putting me on the spot. With lots running through my mind I had to do a quick pros and cons assessment. Pro: She always had Tazos. Con: She was 40cm taller than me and had an afro to boot. The afro was on her head, I’ll point out – as 11 year olds tend not to think further than that.

With the pros and cons in mind, I spent the last summer of the nineties hand-in-hand with an 11 year old giant whilst becoming versed in the term ‘frigid’. She may not have ‘hooked up’ with me much, but she did have nice ankles.

Oh how the nineties were good to me – and they were probably good to you too – Nothing a quick Microsoft Encarta search couldn’t determine.

Until next time homies.

THE FLAT FILES No.2: Streaking.

STREAKING

COLUMN by Flattie No.3.

INCLUDES VIDEO

Since Adam was hooning Eve and munching on her apple, life’s single best ingredient for any given situation has to be simply adding nudity.

Everybody, Mother Theresa included (GOD BLESS), has friends that were invariably always naked. Whether malnourished and living in India, or half pissed and living opposite Massey is beside the point. Some people just love getting nude and I’m talking completely starkers! Having sex with socks on is very marginal in my books.

Nothing demands the same attention as a naked body. This is true in all forms of nude exhibitionism. I’m all for some good, clean, harmless nudity. However I also admit to having looked at the nudity stacked neatly under flat mate number 1’s bed. Them boobies were like beacons. Shoot me.

Context is hugely important for the nude exhibitionist. Somewhere an invisible line is drawn between acceptable, and just plain fucking uncomfortable. I’m the first to admit that I was rather reluctant to get fully starkers and give the old fella a wash when it came to showering after team sports as a teen. Standing sheepishly under the water, rugby shorts on, avoiding eye contact with anyone and any ‘thing’ for that matter. Like listening to an R Kelly track, it just didn’t feel right.

Standing naked in the men’s cubicle of the Basin Reserve, I have to admit I was feeling the same way. I was about to embark on a defining moment in my life… This wasn’t your typical, risky naked stroll from the shower to the bedroom. This was to be the ultimate naked exhibition.

My Nana being the exception, everyone enjoys a streaker. Taking all the great aspects of nudity and bringing them together in a recipe so devine, it’s amazing Joe Seager hasn’t whipped the apron off and given it a nudge. Im going to go ahead and say that streaking is the most fun you can have naked. There’s the criminal conviction to be considered, but to be honest, weighing it up with the potential glory, it beats sex hands down. Why please one person when you can please a few thousand? Spread the love people. As a heterosexual man, I stress the rhetoric of that sentence.

Having, one night, sat down to the best value meal in New Zealand, it dawned on us that the Basin Reserve would be the only international sporting ground that truly encourages a naked stroll. The lack of security is phenomenal. The exception being the career security professional kitted in rugby boots and armed with no more than a walkie-talkie and a menacing ponytail. Other than him, she’s a fairly mundane lot in the high-viz gear. It also became apparent that the Basin Reserve has more opportunity for escape than it’s neighboring student accommodation on a Sunday morning. It really is ridiculous. Not as ridiculous as all 3 of us getting the same happy meal toy, but you get my drift.

If you’d seen the billboards leading up to the cricket, you’d know it doesn’t really get much bigger than Australia vs. New Zealand. That should have been a Tui billboard. The boys at the flat, aware of the ensuing yawn fest and New Zealand’s talent for being fucking atrocious at cricket seized some rare initiative.

And that’s how I got to this glorious point in my life. Standing naked in the men’s cubicle. Oh how the family would be proud The only plan I had in mind was running from the toilet creating an element of surprise. Anyone who watches Home and Away should know a thing or two about surprises. Also, the career security guard was down this end. I wanted to be running away from that brute of a man, not towards him. He had grown a goatee since I had last seen him. And he appeared to have applied Dax Wax™ to his ponytail, giving it the oily menacing look.

I had heard stories of the male manhood succumbing to nerves. Being the fearless fresher reporter, I had never experienced such problems. At least I hadn’t. On this day, potentially the biggest stage upon which any man’s manhood could be thrust, the old fella was getting a huge dose of the nerves. Stage fright is an understatement. It was beginning to look like one of my old baby photos. I was literally willing my wanger to get some size about him. It did cross my mind to have a play with it, but the only thing I wanted rising to the occasion was my running ability. There are numerous times in a man’s life where he would be better advised to take a step back and think a situation through. Being a man, I gave no thought to bursting through the cubicle door – nor to piss, bowling an 8 year old clutching his signed cricket cap as I bolted for the hailed white picket fence. Once there, I relived my under 10 high jump glory with a perfectly timed scissor jump.

Streaking has more in common with sex then many would care to realise. For instance, like Flattie #2’s passion-making, this dash from memory seemed to be over in a flash. Adrenalin kicks in and all of a sudden you’re showing more toe than a roman sandal. The lush green grass underfoot. The roar of the crowd. The gentle breeze on your non-existent nutsack. You really want to be able to embrace this feeling. And then. Shit gets real. The pricks in the high-viz are making their move in an attempt to spoil the glory.

Flatmate #2 wasn’t the only one to get a good tan this summer. Everyone knows with a good tan comes a natural sidestep. Well lap that shit up. Somehow wrong-footing the Fred Flinstone look alike, glory was in reach. Even having discussed the ease of escape, I expected to be crumpled into a heap by security and made example of as I was marched to the back of a police car. My enjoyment for the nude exhibition was over. All my attention turned to the escape.

The crowd, however, continued to roar. It felt like a real life naked version of the Forest Gump scene. Being chased by a pack of boys, Forest, looking over his shoulder, just keeps on running away and ludicrously breaking out of his leg braces and out running a ute. Yeah it was exactly the same, pretty much.

I wasn’t able to relax for the rest of day, which pissed me off. Every bloody police siren seemed to amplify and scare the shit out of me. I had just pulled off a naked masterstroke, and the police were more annoying than after sex cuddles. I just wanted to be able to spread out, have a wee reflective moment and be given some space. But let’s be honest, the photos on Stuff’s homepage and not having to buy a beer all weekend summed up a day that will long live into the memory of all flat members. My first child is gonna have to be the new Cat Stevens to eclipse March the 19th.

For the record. Made it all the way home nude and untouched. Apologies to anyone at Mawsa or Tussock around lunchtime that day.

Streaking at a venue near you, until next time homies.

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PHOTOGRAPHY by Courtney Hooper, Melissa Irving & Alexandra Gonzalez.


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MADE IN CHINA – Chinese labour in popular demand

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INVESTIGATIVE ESSAY by Erin Cretney

AN INTRODUCTION TO THE CHINA WORKER

China’s manufacturing capability has been massive for decades. Increased demand from international clothing companies on Chinese production factories means that there is now more pressure than ever for quick turn-around and high productivity.

The Chinese Labour Law was brought into legislation in 1995 in order to enforce better working standards. As these laws are still relatively new, it is found that their implementation has not taken effect in many factories. Workers are still being exploited through long standard hours, perpetual overtime, low wages, poor working conditions and stressful environments.

The Chinese Labour Law stipulates that normal working hours consist of 40 regular hours and a maximum of 9 hours of overtime per week. And yet an investigation report published by China Labour Watch (an organization that that investigates into the industry) found that this is almost never followed. It is well known that manufacturers within the textile industry are under constant pressure from buyers and consumers to reduce costs and meet production deadlines.


LENGTH OF WORK HOURS

Working hours of textile factory employees far exceed those stated in Chinese Labour Law and this excessive overtime threatens workers’ health and wellbeing.

It is not uncommon for labourers to fall asleep whilst on duty. Rice bowls are dropped during meal breaks and workers faint on the shopfloor – the likeliness of workplace accidents is thus greatly increased. These long hours bring on such ailments as gastric diseases and back and muscular strain.

Managers of the textile factories feel they have no choice but to implement overtime work, and so demanding the excess hours is acceptable according to Pun Ngai, author of the book Made in China. When production orders are under time pressure from international clients the managers have no choice but to break laws and force their workers into excessive overtime in order to meet deadlines.

A production manager for the clothing factory China Miracle said, “The foreigners put us in a trap. On the one hand, they talk about human rights. But, on the other hand, they also want good products cheaply. For that, they have to trade off human rights. It’s quite obvious.”

The competition between Chinese garment factories to provide customers with an attractive production line forces down prices and increases the necessary speed of production. If factories do not provide this, they stand to lose job orders and potentially to go out of business.

Some employees have refused to participate in overtime work, and later discover that they are booked for being absent without leave.  Subsequently, they lose an entire day’s wages, and receive threats that their monthly and yearly bonuses may be seriously affected.


PAY RATE

Workers’ wages are unlawfully low and are often not paid on time. Workers are paid either by hourly rate or by piece rate.

Hourly rate workers earn an average of 48 cents per hour. Piece rate workers’ wages vary between each discipline, but their monthly pay, on average, is $135.00, according to chinalaborwatch.org. When working within standard hours, this wage simply isn’t enough to subsidise regular living expenses, such as rent and food. As a result, workers are forced to work overtime.


WORKING OVERTIME

According to Article 44 of Chinese Labour Law, workers should receive 150 percent of the normal pay rate when working overtime and 200 percent when working on their day off. Despite this, several studies have shown that nearly all workers claim they have never been granted this higher pay rate when working the extra hours and express that this is unacceptable. It is due to their low wages that workers themselves choose to do overtime in order to earn more money, despite the absence of bonus payment.

Workers also choose to work overtime for fear of losing their job. They are aware of the consequences of not meeting deadlines for  production orders and would rather work overtime to ensure that they still have a job. Without these extra hours, it is impossible for workers to afford their living costs. They believe that there is not point in having time off when they have no money to live – let alone fund outings or luxuries. One worker stated, “Yes, you may say we prefer long working hours. If we can’t feed ourselves, what’s the use of having a holiday on Sunday?”

‘FLEXIBLE’ WAGE SYSTEM

Each factory has a different payment system. One factory, Metro Cotton Mill, has a payment system where the workers’ wages are calculated daily according specific tasks conducted during each day. As the tasks change constantly (due to varying product specifications) it is unclear to the workers how each task is monitored and how their daily performance is graded.

A woman in the weaving department of Metro Cotton states,  “You never know how much money you will be given for the month. We don’t know how the fairness is worked out. It’s really confusing. We don’t know how much money we get at the end of each month.”

Factory directors believe this ‘flexibility’ is the key to a successful wage system. For the managers of Metro Cotton, having control of workers’ payments by observing their daily tasks and effort means they are able to use the wage system as a tool for encouragement – as a reward system. Members of the production management office at Metro Cotton seek to put their workers under pressure in order to increase their efficiency. They believe that only through applying this pressure can they develop good work ethics among their employees.


‘BONUS’ REWARDS SCHEME

Production Managers at the Metro Cotton Mill have also introduced a ‘bonus rewards’ system to encourage better working practise. This ‘bonus’ value is measured by workers’ performance in areas such as technical skills and attendance. But it is impossible for the workers to actually gain from this system. Instead, they merely stand to reduce penalty. The bonus points are linked to their wages. Workers are monitored closely by supervisors who note the mistakes workers make and deduct bonus points for each – meaning they forfeit some of their standard wage. Therefore this ‘bonus’ system is completely ‘bogus’. It is in fact a powerful punishment system.

Managers believe this bonus system is an effective way to encourage the workers participation in production, and so strongly believe the system should be kept. Despite the questionable fairness of the bonus system -  it is effective. The workers’ performance is always improving and the speed and accuracy of production is always of a high standard.


LATE PAYMENTS

Factory workers are supposed to receive wages once per month, yet several studies have found that it is common for these payments to be late. In a documentary about Chinese textile workers, entitled China Blue, late payments are seen to be common practice and result in much stress and financial strain on the workers. The workers react to this by striking. However, management threatens to dismiss the strikers who so return to work. The leader of the strike is then sacked.

Factory managers claim that it is not realistic to expect standards on working contracts (concerning wage) to be adequately implemented. Managers claim that delayed wage payments are inevitable when dealing with overseas customers and large orders. This suggests that managers believe this to be perfectly acceptable practice.

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WORKING CONDITIONS

The conditions within many factories are poor and the working environment is intense and stressful.

There are many different processes undertaken during the production of any given garment. The production of jeans is one of the more labour-intensive. Jeans factory workers in the Chinese town of Zhongshan scrub thousands of jeans daily, to create the now fashionable ‘vintage’ look. The loud, ungainly machines of motorised grinders are used to shear layers of the denim. The process releases sticky, blue dust  that covers the workers’ skin and clogs their lungs.

Environments inside factories are unpleasant and have been described as “a sensory assault”. Rivioli states that working within this environment is not beneficial for the workers, physically or emotionally.

“You do this for three or five years and you leave the factory a wreck,” 40-year-old Li Hui said.

Hui is a laundry worker. Her job is to haul jeans into giant washing machines, then throw in bleach, enzymes and pumice stone to break down the indigo.

Several studies from foreign authors express that it’s unacceptable for employees to be working in these poor conditions, where they are exposed to harmful chemicals, potentially dangerous equipment and constant loud noise.


MENTAL ILLNESS

Further heightening the intensity and pressure upon the workers are ‘encouragement’ posters placed around the factories. Also in China Blue, there is a shot of one of these posters hanging above the canteen that reads “If today you don’t work hard at your job, tomorrow you will work hard on finding a job.”

No one within the companies seems interested in how the workers are affected or their mental well-being, the managers are only concerned about increasing the worker productivity and profit margins.

Doctors are concerned with the growing amount of mental illness cases emerging from front-line workers. They have observed that there are two main causes for such an outbreak of mental illness in the industry: labour intensification and the tightening of managerial control, particularly in terms of discipline.


FROM THE FARM TO THE FACTORY

On the other hand, many factory workers have relocated from rural areas where they had been helping out on their family farm, which is reportedly a more labour-intensive lifestyle than that of a factory worker. Farm workers have moved to the city in search of a better life and truly believe they’ve found it working on the factory floor.

A worker, Li Luyuan, who chose to move from a farm to the city and found work in the Amazon Cotton Mill expressed that she didn’t like the farming, as it was so hot from sunup to sundown.

The young worker said “My life is better now.” Moving to the city meant that she could afford more clothes, more kinds of food and a better house “So yes, when we came to the mill life was easier.”


IN CONCLUSION

The exploitation of factory workers and violation of the Chinese Labour Law is simply unacceptable.

Perhaps the West needs to reconsider its policies in regards to how much work we give the Chinese?

If you are in the field of fashion or manufacturing, you might consider conducting your work with these things in mind. It is important to have an understanding from the perspectives of both the workers and managers. A lot of these hidden problems can occur when middlemen are involved. Awareness is key.

Entries are open for the BNZ Literary Awards

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Entries are open for the BNZ Literary Awards

$13,000 of prizes are up for grabs…

Entries close soon.

After 51 years, the BNZ Katherine Mansfield Awards has had a facelift and is renaming to the ‘BNZ Literary Awards’, with the Premier Award becoming the BNZ Katherine Mansfield Award.

The Awards have grown into one of New Zealand’s strongest and longest running creative writing awards, with 2009 showing a record 51% increase from the year before, with a total of 1,795 entries.

BNZ has sponsored the Awards from the beginning as Sir Harold Beauchamp, Katherine Mansfield’s father, was the first Chairman of Directors.

The 2010 Awards hope to discover new and exciting talent as it has in the past with winners now well known in New Zealand and internationally.

Notable winners of the Premier Award include Maurice Shadbolt (1963, 1967 and 1995), C K Stead (1961), Frank Sargeson (1965), Keri Hulme (1975), Vincent O’Sullivan (1979), Daphne de Jong (1981) and Maurice Shadbolt (1995).

Entries are now open and close on 23rd July, get your application at bnz.co.nz and enter now.

EN MASSE – part of ReOrientation 2010

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EN MASSE – MULTI-GENRE | MULTI-ZONE DANCE PARTY

Levels 1 & 2 Student Services Building
ReOrientation 2010 brings about the debut of Massey University Wellington’s very own Multi-Genre, Multi-Zone Dance Party:
“En Masse” – This night is going to be pure electric and not to be missed!

$10 Advance Tickets available from mawsa,
Real Groovy, or book online: www.dashtickets.co.nz
Doors open 8pm

Featuring hot local DJs busting out the finest House, Breaks, DubStep, and DnB:

STAYLO | PURPS | MR OZ | SOULADELIC | PERSPEXX | MUFASA | MEDICTUNE | NICK NITRO & JIMMY THE VIRUS | TONICS

$4 Beers | $5 House Spirits | $6 Vodka RedBull

10 DOUBLE PASSES TO BE WON!!!ENTER HERE

POSTED 20/12/2009