It was a year of sorrows. It was a sorry excuse of a year. It was also a year of sorries. As of yesterday, they were still flowing. Labour MP Phil Goff apologised to the Inspector-General of Security Intelligence, Cheryl Gwyn, for revealing to the media the contents of her report into the SIS' handling of Cameron Slater's Official Information Act request.
Ironically, the bit of the report he revealed was the bit that called for the SIS to apologise to Goff. It turned into a swap meet of sorries - Goff got his apology from the SIS in return for apologising to Gwyn for telling all and sundry he was getting an apology.
State Services boss Iain Rennie also had to apologise for allowing Canterbury Earthquake Recovery head Roger Sutton to apologise at a press conference. Rennie's crime was that he was seen to have given Sutton a platform to downplay the impact of improper behaviour which resulted in his resignation. Other notable apologies of the year included Kim Dotcom's apology for his "toxic brand" costing Mana's Hone Harawira his seat.
Former Labour leader David Cunliffe was the sorriest of them all. He developed Sorry Tourettes. He just couldn't stop. He had a bizarre affliction which meant he felt compelled to apologise for things he shouldn't have apologised for but couldn't bring himself to apologise for things he ought to. So he apologised for being a man, for using a blind trust for donations, for wearing his red scarf too much, for taking a holiday a few months before the election and for his wife taking it upon herself to set up a Twitter account.
He apologised for everything bar Labour's atrocious election result which he instead painted as a triumph because its vote had collapsed by a lesser proportion than in the previous elections. By the end of it all the thing he felt sorriest for was himself.