7.00pm Tuesday night
You don't have to be dying to see large parts of your life flash before you; you can be in the Waterfront Theatre watching The Haka Party Incident.
I’m seeing portrayals of actual people I’ve known and many, many people whose kind I've known. These are scenes from university life in 1979 that I was writing about just last weekend, and now here's the story from Auckland that was in the paper at the time but this time in full, with all the just a bit of a joke cultural subjugation set in altogether sharper relief.
