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I am not much of a fan of “Gotcha” questions as I think they’re a bit naughty and intellectually lazy. But with the way a once great nation is heading towards the cliff in “Thelma and Louise” fashion, and having had a wee drinkie-poo whilst in charge of a keyboard, about three weeks ago I simply could not resist writing a letter to my Member of Parliament.

I did this despite my understandable reservations regarding her being from the Socialist party.

I explained our domestic situation – I am white, my ‘dearly beloved’ is Maori; we ‘married’ in 2013 and between us have four children. Three of those are my biological children, the other isn’t but we are legal parents to each other’s children having undertaken straightforward adoptions soon after each birth.

As a lifelong supporter of Winston my ‘dearly beloved’ has, like his hero, nothing but contempt for aspects of Maori culture and the ‘Professional Maori’ industry; our (ethnically) Maori son is eschewing the nonsense most poor unfortunate Maori children are subjected to.

So I wrote to my MP wondering if she could tear herself away from (unwatched and unlistened to) fireside chats with Michael Laws to answer a few questions.

1. Are there now two classes of people living in my house?

2. Why is that, exactly?

3. What, precisely, were we doing wrong hitherto?

4. What is “missing” in her life that she gets her kicks from dividing families in such a fashion?

I went on to ask why, if our Maori son ends up being thick, he can easily slide into, say, medical school and perform heart operations on poor unsuspecting people in due course, but one of my other sons could be rejected from medical school despite being highly intelligent? Would she want him performing her heart operation, for example?

Another question was with regards to something known as the “UN Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples”; could she list which rights my Maori son does not possess and quantify that with, say, ten examples?

Could she name a moment in time between May 21st, 1840 and 7:01pm on election night 2020 when the Ngapuhi tribe (to which my ‘dearly beloved’ and his Maori son both belong) had any kind of ‘sovereignty’? Could she quantify that with examples of, say, taxation, courts, a legal system, ambassadors to Australia; that sort of thing?

When we regularly go fishing, does my Maori son own the water but my other sons do not? What about if it starts to rain? Does he own that? What about the snow: does he own that too?

Could she give examples of “mis-governance” by the Dunedin city council or Otago Regional Council which are so bad that they require “co-governance” to set them back on the straight and narrow?

When the Maori health nonsense takes effect will there be a situation whereby my ‘dearly beloved’ and Maori son can walk into the Dunedin hospital and be immediately seen by a doctor (who drops everything) and be treated whilst my other children – and everyone else – have to wait for several hours?

If they aren’t treated immediately will that be an act of racism?

You get the general idea, dear reader. I am yet to receive a reply – or even the courtesy of an acknowledgement. Fancy that!

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