THE Len Brown debacle all seems so very Auckland. Secret trysts in upmarket hotels, assignations in council offices, the supposed thrill of flaunting an illicit relationship at glittering functions. One commentator said yesterday that the sordid story had reinforced heartland New Zealand's view of the shallow, venal, seedy city that is Auckland. He also suggested that a great many New Zealanders were behaving in similar fashion every day of the week. Perhaps. But that cannot be used as a defence. In fact it offers an argument as to why this particular surrendering of moral standards should not be tolerated.
None of the major players in this tawdry affair have come out of it with any credit, and it only promises to get worse. Len Brown has been exposed as a hypocrite of the first order, a supposedly God-fearing man who believes implicitly not only in the sanctity of marriage but in the family. And he used those virtues to good effect in his campaigning, especially in South Auckland, the home of a great proportion of the votes that saw him elected for a second term, where electors also tend to believe in God, marriage and the family. Only in his case it wasn't true. He won the election by portraying himself as someone he was not.
Bevan Chuang, the woman with whom he conducted an affair for two years, has been exposed as a conniving conspirator who doesn't quite match Mata Hari. She can't seem to decide what she wants, and has clearly allowed herself to be manipulated by a number of others who see her as a means to a political end. Now it turns out that she has a criminal conviction for illegally accessing the computer system of the then head of the Auckland Museum after she, the mistress, was made redundant in 2008.
It might be a bit much to expect a Mayor who can't control his libido to vet his potential mistresses, but it doesn't say much for the right in Auckland politics that a woman of Chuang's character, who reportedly made the conviction known, was welcomed so far into the inner circle that she was endorsed as a candidate.
Then she granted her sexual favours to South African Luigi Wewege, a self-proclaimed political strategist who would struggle to run a raffle let alone an election campaign, while the beneficiary of his machinations, John Palino, knew absolutely nothing. He did meet Chuang in a carpark 24 hours after election day, under cover of darkness, but only to discuss their shared experience of receiving threatening texts, as you do.