You know something is big when the Hearld reports it.

A few days ago I blogged on the TV battle in the United States between Jim Cramer and Jon Stewart. Well now the aftermath appears to be even bigger than the event itself with a wikipedia edit war started on the battle, the press secretary of President Obama being asked for comment, and it being reported in the little local newspaper, the New Zealand Herald. (yes little (when compared on a global scale)).

The full story is here:
http://www.nzherald.co.nz/entertainment/news/article.cfm?c_id=1501119&objectid=10562013

First came the imperial marching music and a fiery explosion.

“You’ve watched snippets of them for days, or meant to after your friends sent you the link,” a voice boomed with mock gravity. “Tonight, the week-long feud of the century comes to a head.”

It was a comically absurd drum roll for what, on the surface, was merely a squabble between TV presenters.

In one corner, Jim Cramer, the closest thing to a celebrity in US financial journalism. In the opposite corner, Jon Stewart, satirist and host of the fake news programme The Daily Show. But unlike many a big fight, this one surpassed the hype. Nothing less than financial reporting itself was put on trial – and found wanting.

Cramer, who dispenses raucous advice to investors on the Mad Money show on the business channel CNBC, was eviscerated by a serious and genuinely angry Stewart.

Meek and contrite, Cramer was pummelled like a rope-a-dope over his profession’s failure to be an effective watchdog of Wall Street.

The interview was one of those classic television moments that crystallised the public mood. Stewart articulated the anger and bewilderment of millions of Americans who now feel ripped off and afraid. He framed the question that everyone wanted asked: how were the financial masters of the universe allowed to pursue their ruinous behaviour unchallenged for so long?

It caught the attention of the White House, prompted a frenzy among bloggers, and soul-searching in the media, who failed to spot the biggest story of a lifetime or warn the public.

CNBC and other supposedly objective journalists stood accused of complicity with big business, belonging to a cosy coterie that egged on chief executives and fanned the flames of excess.

The interview has also burnished Stewart’s reputation as the last best hope in the media when it comes to, in the earnest phrase of news network CNN, “keeping them honest”.

James Moore, a former TV news correspondent, blogged on the Huffington Post: “Jon Stewart has set new standards for both comedy and journalism. Oddly, he was originally supposed to just make us laugh on Comedy Central. He’s done that, but Stewart has also figured out that some jokes are sad as well as too important not to tell. But he’s not supposed to be doing the job of reporters.”

For years Stewart has been building a reputation as the one-man antidote to what many regard as bland and talk-heavy US news channels. During last year’s presidential election as Barack Obama, John McCain and other politicians queued up to appear on The Daily Show, a headline in the New York Times asked: “Is Jon Stewart the Most Trusted Man in America?”

His assault on Wall Street began in earnest with a classic Daily Show technique: a series of juxtaposed clips revealing incompetence and hypocrisy.

Stewart dissected the channel’s mistakes, in which it made bullish statements about the market and investment banks before they collapsed. He added: “If I only followed CNBC’s advice. I’d have a million dollars today – provided I’d started with $100 million.”

Such is his influence, in the next days ratings for Mad Money went down 10 per cent in the 25-to-54 demographic. But Cramer, a former hedge fund manager, is not one to take barbs lying down. Known for his hyperactive style, he declared war with the sarcastic riposte: “Oh, oh, a comedian is attacking me! Wow! He runs a variety show!”

As the media stoked up the row, a showdown was set for last Saturday.

Stewart showed the instincts of a journalistic veteran. He charged that CNBC knew what was going on behind the scenes on Wall Street but failed to tell the public. He accused CNBC hosts of abandoning their journalistic duties.

Cramer proffered feeble mea culpas and acknowledged they could do better. But Stewart produced footage of a 2006 interview with TheStreet.com, in which Cramer described certain barely legal things a hedge fund manager might do to work the market to his advantage.

He launched an eloquent assault that struck at the very foundations of the American financial press and television.

“Listen, you knew what the banks were doing, yet were touting it for months and months – the entire network was.”

“For now to pretend that this was some sort of crazy, once-in-a-lifetime tsunami is disingenuous at best, and criminal at worst.”

The Parachute Diaries: Closing Thoughts

This was my first Parachute as a twenty-something year old and not a teenager. And yes you do notice the age difference.

Having said that it was probably the most enjoyable Parachute that I have been to.

It wasn’t the biggest or best Parachute as far as the band line up goes.

However it was the Parachute that I have got the most into. The one that I have had the most fun at. And the one that I have been myself the most at.From arriving on Friday not knowing where my mates were tenting, through to chilling with newly made friends. From being crushed in moshpits to having full on moments with God at Kutless and The Ember Days.

Will I go again next year? Well I didn’t buy my ticket in advance despite the great price ($99, instead of the $150+). I will wait to see who is playing and see what else I am doing at the time.

But this past weekend has been what I needed. I needed to find myself again and I did. I needed to be myself again and I did. I needed to rest in God and I did.

This past weekend hasn’t made me a better person. But it has reignited my fire for God. I feel physically tired but spritiuality I have just been woken up.

The Parachute Diaries: Monday: Living On A Prayer

I awoke at 6.40am on Monday morning and snoozed until 8am.

Like the previous days I went to the morning meeting but only stayed for the worship. I had planned to listen to the speaker but the sun was intensely hot, I was very tired, and wanted to hang with my mates before they packed up and headed off to other parts of the country.

At the morning service they asked how many people there had been up all night. Apparently the Village had remained packed until 2am and was still going strong at 5am. The best I have done at Parachute is around 3 or 4 in the morning. This year I was a bit more of an oldie and went to bed at 1am each night.

Cool World Vision Artwork. We Are Change!

Cool World Vision Artwork. We Are Change!

While I hung out I packed up my stuff and hauled gear back to my car over a number of trips over a period of about three hours. I had to laugh at my car when I saw it. Sunday afternoon had been very windy and because it has been so hot over the past few weeks the ground was very dry. So my car had become covered in dust. And not a little bit dirty I mean coated absolutely coated in dust, it was no longer black but more like brownish grey.

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Scoring a carpark at Gate One is pretty cool

Scoring a carpark at Gate One is pretty cool

Looking from my car towards the main entrance

Looking from my car towards the main entrance

The main entrance

The main entrance

Looking behind my car... This is still the premo car park

Looking behind my car... This is still the premo car park

Once I had loaded up my car I went back to the Mainstage to see Late 80s Mercedes play the last act of the festival. Like Friday they went off, probably even more so on the hot Monday afternoon. Being the last band on allowed them to go longer than their advertised 30 minutes and in the end they managed to get all the people from backstage dancing on the stage and everyone still around having a great little boogie to Elemeno P, Britney Spears, Michael Jackson, Evermore, and Bon Jovi covers, which reminded me of how The Lads had closed out Parachute back in 2003.

After Late 80s left the stage the MCs came out for the last time and gave away all their left over CDs and T-Shirts. I managed to score a Casting Crowns live DVD after the case separated in mid-air and I caught part of it and other people handled me the rest of the broken case.

The trip back to Auckland was good, traffic wasn’t that bad.

On the way back I decided to take my time and drive through Hamilton. They have built some new roads to handle the highway traffic with these epic two lane, five road round-a-bouts every so often, which I am sure will confuse everyone as they are not well signed posted and confusing. I almost ended up on the Raglan Road instead of State Highway one after getting into the wrong lane.

Just north of Te Rapa this awesome cloud formed in the sky (see below), I am still trying to find out what it was, but I believe it may be a Horizontal Arc, pretty much a reflection of the sun in very high cloud often seen in advance of a rain storm (it showed the next day).

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Once I hit the Auckland Motorway the traffic became quite heavy and slow going, probably costing me around half an hour of extra time, but overall my trip back to Auckland was still faster than my trip down, taking  around two hours ten minutes.

When I got home the cleaning began, until my washing machine decided to die on the third load, I think it got over hot or something, had to take a whole lot of wet clothes out of it and let them drip dry. Also I discovered I had a sunburnt hand…

It took a lot of V to get this tired face and body back to Auckland

It took a lot of V to get this tired face and body back to Auckland

And for another year Parachute was over, but this is not the last blog, the final one will a summary of thoughts on the weekend.

The Parachute Diaries: Sunday Night: My Redeemer Lives

After Kutless finished up I raced off to the Mainstage to see the second half of The Ember Days set. At this point I bumped into some friends from my church, just as they asked people to pray for the person next to them. Having just come across from the worship that ended the Kutless gig I was completely amped and just launched into prayer for my mates, something I rarely and often struggle to do in other circumstances.

The Ember Days playing on The Mainstage

The Ember Days playing on The Mainstage

The Ember Days

The Ember Days

Matt Burrowes from The Ember Days

Matt Burrowes from The Ember Days

Magnify followed The Ember Days and went off! They finished off their set with Brad Dring from Rapture Ruckus joining them on stage to perform Blown Away and with a few minutes remaining Ric Knott let Rapture lose to do some freestyle rapping/worship, it was unique and awesome. It was also cool to have Ric Knott tell the crowd to go and buy The Ember Days CD because “That was just awesome”.

Following this I decided to sort out dinner. However, as I walked away from the Mainstage I was stopped as three 14 year old kids took to the stage to perform a song. “The Israelites” had played earlier in the day on the Debut stage and were so good they got invited to perform on the Mainstage between acts. The kids may have been only 14 but they were something special, The Israelites took to the stage with no anxiety, no fear and just ripped it up, watch out for these guys in the future.

David Crowder Band took to the stage at 9.20pm and I was in my usual spot about five rows from the front right in the middle. As expected they were just awesome and they even remembered to bring their modified Guitar Hero guitar and played it on stage during a song.

Parachute should definitely bring David Crowder Band back for another year. They are one of those worship bands that everyone connects with and some special happens when they play. Words just cannot describe the experience.

After David Crowder I waited anxiously in the moshpit for Casting Crowns, not exactly knowing what to expect. The only song of theirs that I knew was Lifesong, and that is what they opened up their set with.

Luckily for me Sunday night is the worship night at Parachute so the lyrics are placed on the video screens. Most of Casting Crowns songs I had vaguely heard before, but what surprised me was the number of people who knew their songs off by heart. In a way it just shows you what going to an alternative church that mostly uses their own songs does for you. Te he.

Casting Crowns were a lot like Third Day and personally after David Crowder Band I would have preferred someone like Chris Tomlin. Having said that by the end of their set Casting Crowns had won me over with an awesome cover of Hillsong’s My Redeemer lives (which was slightly funny because the one song I knew, no one else around me knew, and the song isn’t that old), and a wicked drum solo.

And after that my night was over. I had listened to music for almost eight hours straight, running between stages as quickly as I could stopping only to hydrate and eat so I could keep going some more. But it was worth it, probably the best day I have ever had at a Parachute Festival.

The Parachute Diaries: Sunday Evening: You Are My Strong Tower

Kutless played their second gig for the weekend in the Palladium at 5.50pm on Sunday. Like Family Force Five on Friday night they played a better gig on the smaller stage. For this set Kutless played mostly older songs from their first three albums.

Kutless’s performance would equal one of the best that I have ever seen at Parachute. No amount of melodramatic words can describe how awesome it was. God really showed up at the gig and the final song, Better Is One Day just encapsulated the feeling of the entire hour’s performance.

The Parachute Diaries: Sunday Afternoon: Stop Talking Start Dancing

At 1.20pm I headed off to the Deluxe Stage to see Shooting Stars play. And so did everyone else at Parachute. We arrived about five minutes before they were to take the stage and the crowds were already overflowing, we squeezed in the back while many people were left outside in the boiling hot sun.

Shooting Stars at Deluxe

Shooting Stars at Deluxe

Shooting Stars at Deluxe

Shooting Stars at Deluxe

Shooting Stars at Deluxe

Shooting Stars at Deluxe

After Shooting Stars I went to the Massive stage to see Rapture Ruckus perform for the third time during the weekend. This time Rapture performed a number of his older songs, and a brilliant version of Thank You which is written to his mum, who happened to be at the concert and got a loud cheer when Rapture announced that too. At Rapture Ruckus I bumped into two friends from Uni who had come down for the day.

The crowd heading off to the Massive Stage

The crowd heading off to the Massive Stage

Rapture Ruckus

Rapture Ruckus

Rapture Ruckus

Rapture Ruckus

Rapture Ruckus

Rapture Ruckus

After Rapture Ruckus I headed off with my mates to the Village where I brought a Tuna Sub from Subway for lunch. It was great! After chomping it down I went back to the Deluxe to see Trigger Theory followed by Arms Reach perform.

Arms Reach were the winners of the Wildcard Competition and had played on the Mainstage on Friday night. They are a great up and coming band, their music is a lot of fun and reminds me of Switchfoot in their early days.

Juliagrace followed Arms Reach on the Deluxe stage. The show was a good relaxed chillout and knowing most of the band members made it just that bit more cool.

Juliagrace

Juliagrace

Luke Oram performing with Juliagrace

Luke Oram performing with Juliagrace

Evan Cooper performing with Juliagrace

Evan Cooper performing with Juliagrace

Nic Manders performing with Juliagrace

Nic Manders performing with Juliagrace

The Parachute Diaries: Sunday Morning: Rest

The night was not as cold as the previous which meant that I slept a little easier, although I did still wear a hoodie, and this time I put it on properly. One thing that was annoying though was a lot of trucks heading down the road throughout the night. I think they were moving band equipment from the Mainstage but it was noisy and I was trying to sleep! In the end I woke at 7am and got up at 8.

Like Saturday morning I got up had breakfast and took off to the morning worship. Then it was shower time take two. Today they had realised the shower imbalance and had changed one of the sets of female showers to male. Which meant no queues. Sweet!

I spent the rest of the morning chilling at my tent as the following photos will testify.

Never. I repeat Never. Take a cube to Parachute, it caused many of us hours of frustration.

Never. I repeat Never. Take a cube to Parachute, it caused many of us hours of frustration.

Gloria the guard duck

Gloria the guard duck

Tent Chilling

Tent Chilling

More tent chilling

More tent chilling

Seth does a drum solo with some plastic bottles

Seth does a drum solo with some plastic bottles

Edge CC Rock On!

Edge CC Rock On!