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.
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.
This forces Christopher Luxon and his crew to confront their bad habit of selling out to Māori interests, a pattern that kicked off under Jim Bolger and went into overdrive with John Key.
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.
This LNG terminal might buy time, but it is no victory. It is an admission that ideology trumped common sense and now Kiwis foot the bill.
Sewage, after all, is brutally egalitarian: it does not care about your values, your slogans, or your intentions. It simply goes where neglect sends it – and Wellington is swimming in it, some say, deservedly.
The coalition, in spite of claiming they are committed to equal rights and opposed to race-based law, is not doing nearly enough to protect New Zealand from the threat of tribal rule.
National needs to wake up. Time is running out to put the opposition away but it appears National and Luxon lack the killer instinct.
Politicians mirror our preferences. Even non-participation, such as apathy or failing to vote, allows extreme adherents to dictate outcomes. This is the hard truth of representative government: change is slow because the system reflects us, as a people.