Harry Palmer
Maybe it’s because I was born in an overseas country that I find the Maori ‘warriors’ at Waitangi both amusing and, as the years go by, increasingly threatening in their behavior towards the elected representatives of the general population of New Zealand – the Prime Minister and MPs – who visit Waitangi to pay their respects each year. Perhaps the Prime Minister’s usual security should be a little less discreet. And then there’s the menacing demands and requests for ‘koha’ from innocent visitors and tourists who might stray into their ‘territories’.
My amusement is mainly from the comparison of the body shape and condition of the self-proclaimed Maori ‘warriors’ to, say, the ‘warriors’ of America’s SEAL teams or NZ’s SAS. Indeed, it might interesting to learn the opinion of Willie Apiata VC in regards to the readiness for battle of the Waitangi Day Maori warriors.
It seems to me that these warriors have a very over-inflated opinion of themselves as potential real combatants against their Pakeha enemy. Yet one of them, in exposing himself to visitors to his marae to righteously vent his anger at the way he’s being treated by ‘whitey’, gave a perfect illustration as to the utter childishness of what this once-serious ceremony has transformed into. Given the type of lifestyle and diet of their predecessors, ‘the noble savage’ would have been a much sleeker individual who would know full well that sticking your tongue out at the white devil or opposing tribesmen would only invite a musket ball in the face. I should think the many honorable members of the Maori tribes and their predecessors would cringe at the performance of the modern self-proclaimed ‘warrior’ and the lack of respect shown for others.
Anyway, martial artist Holly Holm would probably turn the whole woofty dance troop into a heap of thrashing bodies in a trice if you set her among them. A bit like the actor Alan Ritchson as “Reacher” does in this YouTube clip.
Reading overseas news media about the shenanigans at this year’s Waitangi Day ceremony (I don’t bother with local media, which in my view are just a propaganda outlet for the government), I grew tired again at the boring repetitiveness of it all: year after year it’s the same old jumping up and down and screaming and shouting into the void. Real men would long ago have established what, if any, complaints tribe members had and what pressure they could bring to bear. Then they would have presented their claims to the government in preparation for a negotiated settlement. As it presently is, the situation is a typical Labour Party construct where the peasants are being herded in the direction that rewards their elites with more privilege, luxury lifestyles (compared with the peasantry) and useful revenue streams. (A wee bit like us non-tribal members are in our own way being herded by our own ‘elites’.)
Since the second world war the Western world seems to have changed direction, with more and more women in power in politics and big corporations, while many men have given up on masculinity altogether. The media continues to reduce, devalue and debase traditional traits: the resolve, mental and physical strength, inventiveness, paternalism and so on – once so valued in men. Many so-called males, especially among the younger generations, are becoming sissies.
As the saying goes, “Hard times create strong men, strong men create good times, good times create weak men, and weak men create hard times.” It’s surely patently obvious to any observer that the Western world – apart perhaps, from Russia – has reached the bottom of that cycle and what’s required are some “strong men” to kick start the cycle again in order for us to regain the “good times”.
Another illustration of the tsunami of masculine weakness accompanying the wokeness spreading across the West was a stabbing incident that took place outside of a children’s nursery in Dublin in late November last year. Several children and a caregiver required hospital treatment. One little girl was still in intensive care at the end of January 2024. The stabber is an Algerian national: one of many immigrants into Ireland as a result of Europe’s open borders to such people. Protests not seen for many years have taken place in Dublin in the aftermath of that incident with people demanding something be done to reduce the number of foreigners entering the country. Cue politicians including mixed-race, homosexual Prime Minister Leo Varadkar condemning the rioters, with his Chief of Police dutifully following suit while insisting it wasn’t a terrorist incident and then starting an investigation into famous Irish cage fighter Conor McGregor’s anti-immigrant proclamations, including addressing a journalist in the following way:
Isn’t that something: the absolute picture of weak and feeble. The most divisive of all is the weak man. One of the most horrific crimes this nation ever seen has occurred; we do not care anymore what you sad cases have got to say. In a war you are nothing. We are not backing down, we are only warming up. There will be no backing down until real change is implemented for the safety of our nation. We are not losing any more of our woman and children to sick and twisted people who should not even be in Ireland in the first place. Call it what you want. We do not care. May God help us all. Ireland for victory.
So here you have a righteous masculine man being taken to task by weak pseudo men who have usurped the uniforms and job titles of the great men who came before them and who fought and finally gained freedom for their country from the English around 100 years ago. Weak men have sold the soul of the nation off on the cheap to the globalists. And the protests of the Irish at having their country stolen from beneath their feet continues while those weak men, hiding behind their badges and ‘authority’, rely on the usual propaganda outlets to try to keep it from boiling over.
What a contrast, isn’t there, between a real man like Conor McGregor and the ‘men’ who represent the so-called authorities? McGregor is doing what a man used to as his prime duty: standing up for his family and friends, but for which he is now roundly condemned. But of course in our increasingly collectivised societies and as the ‘global reset’ gathers momentum, families – even nationalities – count for nothing. We’re becoming lone automatons in the service of our overlords who will not even think twice about disposing of us (euthanasia) when we are no longer of use.
It’s not going to end until ‘we, the people’ – well, the unknowing majority anyway – first of all gain some idea of what’s being planned for us behind our backs by those privileged people we elect and reward handsomely to look after our interests and who evidently no longer feel bound to carry out that duty (though they cling to their pay and privileges). The apparently looming capitulation of ‘weak’ Luxon to the demands of a selfish band of Maori can be looked at in this context. What needs to be done to rectify the situation and restore ‘government of the people by the people and for the people’ needs to be decided upon.
I unfortunately don’t see any possibility of the situation – either here or overseas – being recognised by a sufficiently large number of the population as requiring a solution. I suspect that we’ve started back in the reverse direction on the evolutionary course identified by Darwin in his 1859 book The Origin of the Species.
