A Documentary: My Covid Story
A lived account of lockdowns, mandates and the human cost in New Zealand.
A lived account of lockdowns, mandates and the human cost in New Zealand.
Because children are not the priority. The institution is. And that, more than anything else, is why the public no longer believes the church when it says ‘never again’.
This narrative normalises failure and lowers expectations. It tells people their circumstances are not really changeable without sweeping political transformation. That is not empowerment. It is treating people like children dressed up as compassion.
In just a few days, many Christians will be celebrating Ash Wednesday, and we will hear the words “Meménto, homo, quia pulvis es, et in púlverem revertéris”.
The Forgotten Generation struggles to prepare as retirement approaches.
This isn’t going away. It’s going to get worse. We haven’t even scratched the surface of the rot. And you can’t rebuild trust until you cut all of it out.
High‑impact rugby, young men in their prime and families left with more questions than answers.
Given his propensity to shoot from the lip, Willie is well practised in retractions and back tracks.
A good man is going to die in a Hong Kong prison for believing in freedom and democracy. His name is Jimmy Lai.
Build the world you want to live in, one transaction, one conversation, one community at a time. That is the only revolution worth having. That is the only one that actually works.
Yet another unforeseen cost of the prestigious school’s woke ideology.
There are concerns that the government is fleeing from transparency over failings in the justice system amid a string of murders and sex attacks by asylum seekers.
The question is what the world will finally demand of those who turn cemeteries into concealment, children into soldiers, humanitarian aid into weapons – and death itself into strategy.