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Dear Jacinda,
I use the term “dear” to be polite, not because I wish you to think I find you endearing.
I just want to touch base (Scott Base, as it turns out) with you and reflect on your destruction of this country, which little resembles the one I grew up in and used to love as a third-generation New Zealander.
I did wonder about your junket to Antarctica. Another tick on your bucket list – how perfect for you – both. Sixty-five years seems like a contrived anniversary; however, it suited you perfectly. And one more photo-op. You do so well with those, especially the dress-up ones. Have you kept a tally of all those incredible costumes you matched beautifully with occasion-appropriate faces from your extensive look-to-suit repertoire? My daughters outgrew dress-ups when they were about five and seven, but here you are, a grown woman, still indulging in this childhood make-believe.
It was an excellent Antarctic photo-op, all dressed up nicely, very cosy, and looking like a Mitre 10 employee. I agree with your lets’-play-in-Antarctica costume, so you were comfortable and toasty warm, and not cold, as many children in New Zealand now are under your lifting ‘poverdy’ regime. Have you bothered to look at the stats lately? In many guises and against different metrics, they show a deterioration. The worsening trend in poverty is a societal shift that you have created. I hope you are proud. Oh, I know you and your deputy can spin figures, adjust departmental reporting, use sleight-of-hand interpretations and statistics (lies, damned lies, and statistics, as Mark Twain said) to make you look like Saint Jacinda, the saviour of the masses, but you are not.
And how wonderful for you that the Antarctic was such a “cool” experience – given that it is snow and ice, what exactly were you expecting that you would describe it thus? Or did your comms degree not equip you with a comprehensive and descriptive vocabulary? How disappointing for you. But “cool ” it was. We wonder at the literacy and numeracy failures of our education system and see here a classic example. Yes, I understand you were not talking about the ambient temperature, but using slang is inappropriate for a prime minister.
And I must say it was incredibly selfless of you and Clarke to share a bunk.
Ardern said with beds at a premium at the base, they were “sharing a bunk”, and Gayford’s presence was not displacing any “scientist, researcher or anyone who was part of the redevelopment work”.
Amazing. Sharing a bunk. I am sure you and Clarke had a wonderful time. How delightful that he can tag along with you on all these trips – there are not many jobs where husbands or wives can go along for no other reason except that, in your case, we, the taxpayers, are paying for the pair of you to celebrate this hastily cobbled-together ‘sixty-fifth’ anniversary. How fortuitous. I wonder how long the planning had been underway and what other guests had been invited. What American contingent was there with you to celebrate this momentous occasion? Apart from the parlous state of the NZ Air Force transport and the need for you to hitchhike there and back, it all seemed to be jolly good fun.
When the joint and expenses paid trip was mentioned in the media, you were quick to defend it because both John Key and Helen Clark had taken their significant others on earlier trips.
Ardern said in the past other prime ministers had also brought their spouses – in 2013 John Key took his wife Bronagh, and in 2007 Helen Clark travelled with husband, Peter Davis.
PM Jacinda Ardern on Antarctica, climate change research and why she brought partner Clarke Gayford – NZ Herald
Well, the thing is, Jacinda, neither of these earlier trips should have been made by PM spouses either. I was taught that two wrongs did not make a right, so claiming those earlier wrongs to justify your dual travel right is side-stepping the issue. However, yours is the most hypocritical and self-serving jaunt, as you punish the rest of us with, among many other things, climate change and carbon sequestration and emissions and the destruction of the agricultural sector and tax rebates for Teslas, and taxes for farm utes. Now that Tesla move is a cynical twist – taxing the necessary to give to the unnecessary.
On a recent trip from the Far North to Auckland, we saw more than twenty Teslas. I stopped counting as it was too dispiriting to think of all our hard-earned dollars going to those conspicuous symbols of wealth-based consumerism and your gift to help them – sorry, the planet.
Even you, Jacinda, would have to realise that you have failed. You have failed at every turn. Every ministry under your watch has plundered our tax dollars and achieved nothing but fiasco and ignominy. And yet, you persist. “Onwards”, you cry, waving the banner of far-left Trotsky socialism high above your head. “Orf with their heads” resounds as you advance upon the “river of filth” over which you rule. “Let nothing continue as it was, leave no stone of despised colonial democracy to remain – democracy has changed, and you all will have to adapt and accept – because my buddies and I say so, and we will leave you no choice.”
And I need to get this written quickly before the hate speech laws take effect, as I am sure you will hate the type of comments now being made against you. Not just by me, but thousands of us across what you have left of this fair land hate you and despise you for what you have done and allowed to be done to this once proud country. I hate you. There you are. Lock me up. If that is hate speech, I will continue to make it.
Your mandates against those of us who did not wish to be jabbed once, let alone on multiple occasions, have broken many. You did not have the licence to do that. You accused us of being right-wing extremists and conspiracists and spreading mis- and mal- and dis-information. We can only hope that there will be a day of reckoning, that all of you who forced a trial-only poison into our bodies in the absence of our informed consent will be held to account and punished for your wilful destruction of our civil rights and our health and wellbeing.
You did not speak up for us when we came to Parliament to speak to you. NO-ONE of any political persuasion would do that. You allowed us to be tortured and abused and rewarded the torturer and abuser.
You forced us into illegal lockdowns and made many of us die alone and broken-hearted, leaving our distraught families powerless to comfort, touch, or say goodbye. We will not forget. Ever. You did not have the mandate to do any of the underhand, devious, society-altering, co-governance, name-changing manipulations to which you have subjected New Zealand and its citizenry.
Your arrogant and ill-begotten ‘captain’s calls’ make you a dictator. Your conceit, egoism, superiority, and condescension know no bounds and are despicable.
Do you ever look in the mirror and wonder what you have done and why people are so angry and your poll ratings are falling? Does it ever occur to you that you are on the wrong track? No. Of course, it doesn’t. You are, after all, the single source of truth. You are Yertle, sitting on top of us poor downtrodden turtles. We need a Mack to topple you.
