I'm struggling to digest the tidal wave of self-justification flowing from Metiria Turei's "confession". The hashtag #iamMetiria is now doing the rounds on Twitter, celebrating this prolonged, and unremorseful fraud.
Let's not kid ourselves. Turei is no Jean Valjean, stealing a loaf of bread to feed her child. She is someone who, while studying for a law degree no less, has admitted defrauding the taxpayer over a period of three years, by failing to tell social welfare officials of the flatmates helping her to pay the rent in three of the five flats she lived in.
It wasn't a case of lying to get through a couple of tough months. It spanned several years. Three different flats. As the Herald editorial wrote, it looks more "like a systematic attempt to rort the system".
There must have been many occasions when the fraud was renewed, when a declaration had to be made. One can only wonder how many times a false declaration was made, or how many opportunities Turei would have had to set the record straight. And yet the fraud was either repeated, or persisted.
Forget the disingenuous offer to pay the money back if investigated. A half-hearted offer if ever there was one. She is now attempting to cash in again on this dishonesty by turning it into political capital.