Just a normal day at the office

I love the show Fresh TV. Granted I don’t stay in New Zealand, so whatever snippets of the show I can watch are from Youtube rips, but the opportunity to watch Island humour in all its ‘beudy’ on air is something to behold.

While I await, perhaps in vain, for a local show of similiar love, Fresh TV’s ‘Know Your Roots’ section, a retelling of common legends found amongst the Pacific Islands, has done a segment on the Firewalkers of Beqa, Fiji and how they got their magical abilities to walk on white hot lovo stones unharmed.

Of course, it wouldn’t be a Fresh retelling without Fresh TV’s own humorous input, which either hinder or enhance the story, depending on your taste in Island humour.

BREAKING NEWS (Ok it’s not breaking news, but it’s only to sound like this is a big urgent news item breaking NOW to enhance the sarcasm. So yes this isn’t new, as it happened back in the beginning of November, but just…just – play along will yah? Bunch of kill joys =_=): This just in. Insidious pyromaniacs disguised as traditional dancers tried to set fire to our beloved nation’s ancient heritage, the Fiji Museum!

During Datec’s end of the year party, held in the cement/wooden halls of the museum, the devious fire vandals had tried to burn down the priceless collection of ancient artifacts by repeatedly dropping their fire lit torches onto the semi-varnished wooden floors.

As if the blatant display of arson wasn’t enough, the flaming scoundrels had backup behind the performances, who were hard at work attempting to start their own flame-on with a ready supply of kerosene and grass skirts, handily laid out on the floor.

As the common folk were dazzled by the bright lights and sparks from dropped torches, the vandals in the background were slowly building their fire bit by bit, adding more grass skirts and faking attempts to control the fire by stomping on it to dissuade concerned citizens who started to notice what was really going on.

Eventually the least intoxicated of the attendees noticed that something wasn’t right. But first they weren’t sure if the ‘impromptu’ fire was part of the act, or if they were indeed getting ready to burn it all down. Eventually a few heroic patrons, wine glasses in hand, stumbled in and epically smothered out both the fire and the well laid plans of mice and arsonists present.

While the ‘performers’ pretended it was nothing, continuing their escape ruse by calmly walking out amidst the ensuing chaos, we have irrefutable proof of their devious act.

Police are investigating. The Museum could not be reached for comment, as their lines seem to be down at the moment.

Thanks Franck Martin.

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Blast From The Past is a weekly (or somewhere around that timeframe, as I claim ‘Fiji Time’ as my defendant) post of scans from a 1969 Fiji Times paper which also doubled as a 100 year anniversary issue look back at 1869. Every week  one page scan will be posted, allowing you to have a read of issues, politics and topics that was the Fiji of the past.

When I think of the newspaper life of old, in my head it’s the more romantic view of monsterous printing presses running hugh sheets of paper with the front page with its attention grabbing headline spinning into view, smoky, film noir offices where noisy typewriters and squinting journalists rush about with their stories, perhaps a guy running to tell the big boss editor important news, by which he bursts back out through the double swing doors yelling, “STOP THE PRESS!“.

To be honest, such a scene did exist. Just not in Fiji. The Fiji Times of 1932 was a much different animal back then, on a smaller scale and run by the ever shrewd editor and owner, Alport Barker (who has a library named after him). This page gives an in-depth story from the viewpoint of a Mr R.W. Robson, the man who, after a long back and forth between him and Barker, would later, in 1956 (ironically, 3 months before Barker passed away), become the owner of, at that time, what was a casual 4pm released, 4d ‘newspaper’, and according to Robson, the source of many a nightmare.

His attempts to upgrade the paper was met with much difficulty, from an old printing press nicknamed “the galloping bedstead” which was still being used since 1890, the journalist who got his news over the telephone and no where else, to delivery boys who had to deliver papers to addresses with no numbers, thus relying on local knowledge or for some, just plain giving up.

A hard job indeed, but with his dogged determination, and the help and inclusion of Sir Leonard Usher as editor, Fiji’s own paper was starting to take shape and become the daily source of news that we are now familiar with today. Good lord I sound like I’m being paid to advertise for the Fiji Times. But you have to admit, this paper has some pretty hefty history behind it. And with Blast from the Past, history is what its all about.

Story to be continued next Blast from the Past.

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Blast From The Past is a weekly (or somewhere around that timeframe, as I claim ‘Fiji Time’ as my defendant) post of scans from a 1969 Fiji Times paper which also doubled as a 100 year anniversary issue look back at 1869. Every week one page scan will be posted, allowing you to have a read of issues, politics and topics that was the Fiji of the past.

In the previous blast from the past post, the Fiji Times was happily purring along in its news operations based in the original capital of Levuka, content in the knowledge that the capital wasn’t going anywhere. When there was talk of moving to Suva, the company was most against such a thing. But history has said otherwise, and so in 1881 the Fiji Times opened a branch on Renwick Road, after which the two papers kept in touch using both sea mail and in 1884, the pigeon post.

Apparently, pigeon post was the fastest method of news delivery, with pigeons making the journey between both branches in 30 minutes. Hows that for service. They even had lofts built into the buildings to cater for this new form of transport. I’m guessing the IT guy version in those days would be the pigeon keeper.

Since the move, it became apparent that Levuka couldn’t hold its own as well as its new capital, since Suva was fast becoming the main economic powerhouse. Eventually, in 1886, with many a heavy heart, Suva became the defacto headquarters of Fiji Times Ltd. Since then they’ve come a long way, having at one time published their paper at 1 dime (or ten cents), established 3 sister papers (the Shanti Dut, the Hindi paper, the Nai Lalakai, the Fijian paper, and at present, Kaila, the weekly paper for young people) eventually coming under Rupert Murdoch’s News Corp via the Australian The Herald.

Little known fact: Suva’s sister city is Beihai, Guangxi, in China.

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Blast From The Past is a weekly (or somewhere around that timeframe, as I claim ‘Fiji Time’ as my defendent) post of scans from a 1969 Fiji Times paper which also doubled as a 100 year anniversary issue look back at 1869. Every week one page scan will be posted, allowing you to have a read of issues, politics and topics that was the Fiji of the past.

Origin stories are always fascinating, especially if describing the humble beginnings of mighty empires. The Fiji Times has had a colourful history dating back to 1869, and since then has undergone many company takeovers, managerial changes and corporate mergers. Situated in the then capital of Fiji, Levuka, the Fiji Times has born witness to the ever changing life of Fiji, and over time amassed a great collection of stories and articles that show us how Fiji was in the old days.

For instance, according to this page, late 1800s Levuka was basically the wild wild west, with “no form of government whatsoever.” Tis a pity really, I was hoping that Fiji had some sort of local sheriff that chased criminals, had a cool six shooter and rode often into the beach sunset. Strangely enough, Levuka was more civilised then needing any form of gun slinging justice, and differences were solved in a rather interesting manner.

Say for example, you and Jone had different ideas on your wife’s after hours activities involving one very defensive Jone. Now, gentleman rules state that you can’t just go to his house and beat the crap out of him. That’s so barbaric. And since there’s no government, there’s no judicial system. No judicial system, no fancy wig wearers to hear your claim. So what do you do? Why tell everyone else of course.

“Gather ’round folks!” You yell, perched on top of some non-descript wooden shipping box in the middle of the town square, “gather ’round and let me tell you a tale of dark desire, of betrayal most dear, of love lost and sold to the nearest lark!” Basically, you have to almost put on a show in a public place (preferably town itself, though the local tavern offers the same numbers with the added bonus of reduced straight thinking thanks in no small part to alochol), and tell everyone what exactly is pissing you off. It’s almost as if you’re trying to make a case to the jury, which in this case, is the public in general. And don’t forget, your opponent a.k.a. Jone, is also in the other side of town, doing the same thing, preaching to the crowd of how he has been wrongingfully accused, and how he must clear his name for his family’s sake.

After making a public spectacle of yourself, further dialogue is added to the latest issue of the Fiji Times, with the paper acting as interceder on behalf of the community. It is after this however, that it gets a tad cloudy, with the article describing the matter as “…generally ended”. I’m not quite sure exactly how, after creating all that hoopla out in town and in the Fiji Times, does the matter get resolved, unless some sort of voting was drawn up to finger out the guilty person amongst the two arguing individuals, or, at least in my head, a free for all, last man standing boxing match is organised, with the winner declearing his side of the arguement true. Woah.

Admitedly, the actual article is about 3 men who made the Fiji Times into the news conglomorate it is today, but I was pretty much side-swiped by the near aside description of how differences were solved. I mean, no government, no sheriff, every man for himself?

I call ownership on the inevitable movie script that will be written about this period of Fiji’s history. I can just picture it now.

(Deep movie trailer voice) “In a time when there was no law…”

Blast From The Past is a weekly (or somewhere around that timeframe, as I claim ‘Fiji Time’ as my defendent) post of scans from a 1969 Fiji Times paper which also doubled as a 100 year anniversary issue look back at 1869. Every week one page scan will be posted, allowing you to have a read of issues, politics and topics that was the Fiji of the past.

Most of you may be aware of one of the oldest photography studios in Fiji (it was opened in 1904), Caines Jannif Limited, located opposite Suva Central in town. But what I wasn’t aware of was another photography company that operated back in pre-independence days, and seemed to be the major photo studio of its era. Of course, I say seemed to since buying a full page advert is as expensive as it was back then as it is now. If your company can afford a full page ad, then its safe to say that you’re a big player in company circles

Ah Fiji. Home to the king of rugby sevens, smiling locals, white, sandy beaches, and seasonal coups. It’s quick to get washed up in the hype that is living in today’s fast paced society, but one mustn’t forget one’s origins and what humble beginnings they had before Mcdonalds and company rolled in.