What happened?

For Camilla (my ex-nurse) and Stu (my ex-psychiatrist): it's very simple -- I said no. When we met last year, I was very clear that I wouldn't be studying at Victoria University of Wellington in 2024. Neither of you opposed that statement, nor the formation of my political party. Stu even joked that he might join AMPP! So, imagine my surprise, when - after a very productive, sane summer that produced an album that even my detractors like - I was still being pressured to return to VUW and felt like TWOA were also suggesting that at various points during my Te Reo course. - I reacted sanely and rationally by drafting those cease and desist letters. Their reaction was to oppose those and claim that they had the right to force production because they were co-writers.

As far as I can tell, my drafting documents proved sole authorship, so they switched tack and told me to donate the script for free (for the greater good).

How about they just give up? I'm writing a prose version, and I'd be much further along with both that and my compositions if I wasn't paranoid about people watching me as I type 24/7. - Despite still having a crush on Chloe, I haven't written to her. AMPP is quite a valid reason to come to Question Time, plus it seems like Chloe herself reckons that her team was slightly OTT in their complaints, which weren't entirely evidence-based. To quote a great line: to assume makes an arse out of you and me. - I mean, you could respond to my friend request, Camilla. If you're reading anyway, then you might as well. I saw that you're friends with Emmett, so that's why I sent you a request. Basically, I'm sane, but it's in the interest of my enemies to claim that being emotional under difficult circumstances is a sign of insanity. There hasn't been any manic spending, just mixed states of euphoria and depression. These last six months has been exceptionally difficult on a personal level, and that's without mentioning all the deaths that are happening in the political realm. This, Camilla, is how mixed states feel. My main view is that mixed is more coherent than mania, but feels bloody awful. You decided to discharge me, even in the middle of this war, so I must be speaking some truth regarding what's been happening. Please tell them that I've said no, and that you thought I was stable. As I say, my mental health team has never discussed the idea that I 'must' be Tina: that's just an invention of the uni and the Green Party. If my attacks are getting personal, it's because they started it. I'm fairly sure that all this porn-based communication is for real, and this has involved years of constant insults. Here's a recent insult that has really pissed me off: the idea that the Dakumentary is somehow 'preparation' to be Tina. No, it's really not: it's what happened INSTEAD OF being Tina.

It's compelling because my life is genuinely interesting, and because the Movie Orgy approach was the perfect mix of form and subject.

I just made a 20-hour documentary that covered virtually all the same ground, except there wasn't a love story. They're just bitter because they don't get to be woke by association because they didn't feature in the doco.

The media loved it, Chloe seems to have dug it, Dakta and Gary dug it, and I felt like it was probably the best film I've ever made. I'm so proud of that documentary, and I'm much keener to make more documentaries.