Christina Zhao, from New Zealand.
Before Christina Zhao decided to join the Fourth Estate she was a notable barrister in New Zealand. From Auckland to Christchurch, and from Tauranga to Whanganui, malefactors and scofflaws would tremble when they heard "Zhao is on the opposing side!" Her formidable cross examining skills were so adept that she merely had to ask the defendant's name, and, nine times out of ten, they would immediately plead guilty and throw themselves on the mercy of the court. Juries were putty in her hands; and judges melted into black silk puddles at her winsome smile and come-hither eyes -- eyes that could also drill right through a witness like a javelin when she caught them in a lie. The criminal underworld of New Zealand breathed a collective sigh of relief when she left the country in pursuit of new levels of truth and justice as a journalist.
But their smug mirth was short lived, for word soon reached them that Zhao, while petted and adored by American and European editors and readers, had tired of the hollow frivolities of the Western Hemisphere and was returning to her native sod to continue her crusade against turpitude -- with her pen instead of with her horsehair periwig. Word on the street is that she intends to write a searing expose on the corruption that is running rampant in the New Zealand Productivity Commission. Pen pushers are already nervously biting the nibs off their goose quills.
In her spare time Christina enjoys experimenting with hotpot recipes. Her latest culinary triumph is pickled codfish cheeks boiled in anchovy paste. Shaken, not stirred.
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"It's a lot of hooey, if you ask me."
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