Josie Bullock

I first met the Director of the Office of Proceedings for the Human Rights' Review Tribunal a year ago. Perhaps I should have realised from his title that his organisation would be highly bureaucratic and probably a vast waste of space, time, energy and tax-payers' dollars. The Human Rights' Commission offices on Queen Street in Auckland, where we met, were huge with panoramic views, but there was little, if anything, going on there. I had been advised to take my case on the basis of human rights, rather than employment, given that it involved sexism.

Who would have thought that a woman taking a front-row seat at a graduation ceremony for offenders would have caused such uproar?