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Tinkerbell is Thirteen

Its no secret the New Zealand blogosphere is humming with the Whaleoil, ex-MP name suppression thing.

And it is being discussed in terms of the public's right to know, the innocent being falsely thought of as the MP in question, Whaleoil's culpability and so forth.

I'd like to introduce another perspective for you all to consider.

You see I have four children and the youngest, Tatiana is Thirteen and she is as cute as a button.

Most people call her Tinkerbell.

Now the thing is when I read stories such as the one causing all the excitement over the past couple of days - well I project the child in the story onto my own. I see their faces and their vulnerabilities and to be absolutely open with you I feel like crying.

Now in a couple of weeks I will be chivying Tinkerbell into the car to get her off to school. And when she gets there she will happily greet her friends and they will happily chatter about how their summers went and so forth. And that is exactly how it should be.

But I can't help thinking of another little girl whose life has been upended and how it might be for her, both now and into the future and how her childhood has been prematurely ended.