mauri of me #33 ~ simplicity

Seemed like a timely reminder of just how simply and beautifully … and accurately – children see things.

You know … hate is a learned thing.


activism ~ “White Privileged: Shut Your Selectively-Pacifist, Pontificating Ass Up”

activism ~ speaking truth!

Another piece of brilliance from Johnny Silvercloud.

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You Have a Problem with the Oppressed Standing Up to Oppressors?

I don’t even care to debate anymore.

There was a time when I cared deeply about debating with fools on the internet.  Roughly around 2006, I truly loved debating online.  These days, I don’t even care.  White people wanting — arrogantly demanding — infinite proof of racism when we face it every day?  I don’t care to waste my time.

Right now there’s a fierce debate going on in regards to fighting Nazis.  While I’ll most certainly make it known where I stand, I really don’t care to debate anyone on this.  What I do care about doing, however, is giving lessons. 

In the middle of August 2017 I was made aware that a fellow known to me, white cis-het male, was defending Nazis by way of obfuscating the concept of “freedom of speech”, which was something…

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activism ~ “Pakeha Anger: Why Do They get Mad at Maori?”

activism ~ Cognitive Dissonance succinctly explained ❤

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Exploring the Depths of the Maori Experience

So on one beautiful Sunday arvo in downtown Auckland, I was out having a couple of catch-up beers with the cuz, when we unexpectedly got talking to a Pakeha, let’s call him Joe. In his late thirties, living in a predominantly Pakeha populated, small town in Southland, Joe has worked hard his whole life, made a decent way for himself and his family, which forms his philosophy and worldview towards living – work hard and reap the rewards. And so, according to Joe and his life philosophy, anybody that can’t make a life for themselves should suffer the consequences for being lazy and useless, which led him to offer opinions on Maori issues such as;

“Maori come from an aggressive culture and so Maori need to whiten up”
“The land is not Maori’s, as the Maori sold it and so Maori need to get over it”
“Maori/Pakeha conflict is a North Island thing…

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activism: “Dear White America: This is Your Mess.”


One of the most resounding and succinct articles I have read so far.

I am not an African – American. I am not an American.

I am of colour. Brown to be precise.

I am Indigenous.

And from that perspective, this article speaks volumes.


I don’t think you understand how serious I am.

This is your mess.

Every single time you barked about how BLM protested, you supported go fund me campaigns for racists and cops that killed unarmed Black (minority) people.  Every time you shouted freedom of speech when someone called a Black person a nigger you created this mess.

brothers A young black teen with his little brother, MLK Day, Washington D.C., 2017.

When you shouted all kinds of “Black bitches” from cars like bullets in a drive by.  Every fricking time you stepped on the grass of a barbecue and threatened the children, Black children in attendance.  Every time you applauded police after they served Roof a cheeseburger you gave the okay.


Every fucking time you let “thug” leave your mouth or find place on your facebook page in lieu of the word nigger, Black people knew better and yes…

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Metiria Turei, Greens co-leader resigned last night.

Metiria Turei, the Green Party co-leader, resigned yesterday. There’s a long twisted witch hunt that preludes this; you can Google it. I won’t give it any air time.

This has been my response.

Yep, this is a long one. Yes its Metiria Turei related. Not Sorry.

Theres an extremely awkward sadness slash frustration in the air today. I can feel it in my puku and my chest. Think it’s actually grief, boarder lining on rage.
I haven’t weighed in on the Metiria Turei debacle and resignation … sometimes it takes a little while to process shit like this.
I watched her live interview the other day; where she had rapid fire questions thrown at her and she answered every one and named each reporter respectfully as she answered: and I thought “You Gangstah Gurl”. And while I’ve chosen not to vote this year, She has had my vote since the Maori Party and Labour fucked us up the ass. The reason for voting Green? Or for Metiria really … Simple.
She’s a strong brown woman. A strong brown woman who has experienced life – the chaos of life, not the tequila slammer by the poolside kind of life – and she brought that experience to politics, and didn’t lose who she was in the process.
Now that is extremely rare for any politician.
I don’t mean to disregard men or single fathers in the next part, but really I am lol and I won’t apologise for that. I am a woman, and have been a single mother on a benefit, so thats the reality i bring to my korero.
I think today, just quietly, all single mothers, that have struggled to make ends barely meet – have smiled at their kids and told them lunch is sorted, knowing dam well that it isn’t; have tried to figure out whats more important this week – power or school bus tickets; have starved while their kids are away with family, so they can pay for school uniforms and books; have sat up till 430am typing out bitch ass assignments to meet a deadline, knowing all the while their kids will be up soon, and you need to feed them on 4 weetbix, 1/2 cup of milk and 4 teaspoons of sugar and 2 apples, so they’re not hungry, till you get a fucking food grant to buy more food … after you’ve finished scrubbing some rich fuckwits toilets who may pay you an extra $20 under the table – and that’ll be dinner sorted … Yeah – All of them have quietly felt the choke of disempowerment as we’ve watched Metiria being circled by the media vultures and hoping she doesn’t have the life sucked out of her. Knowing that it’ll probably come down to a choice she shouldn’t have to make, but a choice single mothers make every single day.
But with her resignation came the collective grief of every activist, environmentalist, single mother, mothers, benefit recipients, working parents and tangata whenua. Because whether we like her or not, she represents everything that we are, are becoming, fighting for, striving to change and represent. And yet again, yes again, we watch as another strong brown woman has to chose between her career and protecting her family. She didn’t ass cover or protect her reputation but she still had to make a choice. And thats a kick in the fucking vulva we have all felt at one time or another.
And as every mother knows … protection of their babies, will win every time. Hands down.
I wonder though, what happens when all of the aforementioned disenfranchised pissed off souls, who had enough along time ago, have finally, collectively, all really had enough?
Is that the prelude to Revolution? History alludes to the fact that when you pull the proverbial rug out from under what is left of the already tired of fighting disenfranchised fucked off souls … Violent Change Occurs.
Just Saying.

The System Is A Vampire ~ Shapeshifter




activism ~ “But the police protect people … if you weren’t … “

And this is usually where I stop the conversation.

You see, while it is true that there are a great number of police officers who do an impeccable job; there are those that do not.

Which is why #BlueLivesMatter has absolutely nothing to do with #BlackLivesMatter. And why this retaliatory kind of too-ing and fro-ing, only scratches the surface of whats really happening.

Even in a little country like ours.

When it becomes necessary to train your children how to avoid being shot, there is an issue. A large one. And one that still needs further discussion.


While not dis-similar to training a child how to avoid being sexual assaulted; should this not set off alarm bells – all around the world – that something is seriously fucked up.

In our little country, we have just been ‘alerted’ to open and illegal sexism through the questions recently levelled at the new leader for the Labour party. However, this, like racism, is nothing new. It’s just that it gets highlighted at certain times, and then creeps back to the corner to talk amongst it’s like-minded companions.

What the fuck is with that?

Is this a consequence of assimilation? Or integration? Is this what comes with the package deal?

Is this what has become the new norm? That we fight for equality, or equal opportunity, or the right to be safe, or the right to have a say … and we firstly are disparaged for ‘rocking the boat’; secondly, blamed for the faulty conduct, and thirdly, told we ourselves have the problem.

It’s tiring.

It’s tiring trying to bring to light ‘the issues’.

It’s tiring trying to rectify ‘the issues’.

It’s tiring trying to rectify the ignorance that comes with rectifying ‘the issues’.

It’s tiring.

Theres a history to it all. And that too, becomes tiresome to explain.


But to say it is not just about race / colour, is naive. Like saying sexism is not about being the owner of a vagina. Yes we can get all theoretical, about the divisions of labour, about ‘our place in society’, about ‘the sins of the past’. If it was not about colour, then the divisions would not be so obvious, and the similarities from country to country would not be so apparent.

At the end of the day though, these are all actions that can be un-learned.

The police can un-learn prejudice. Just as men can un-learn chauvinism.

The last word goes to this righteous woman:









activism ~ john ballance who?

Whanganui: where the ‘H’ became a debacle.

Nevermind that there was always a ‘h’ sound in the name,

prior to colonisation.

And in this place, where the grandiose buildings stand;

as a reminder of what they could build:

our memories are of where our tipuna nurtured the whanau;

of where our Nannys taught their mokopuna to ‘mind the pakeha‘.


And speaking of pakeha.

Upon his throne,

outside of the council building,

sits the right honourable John Ballance.

The plaque reads:

“To commemorate nation builder and Wanganui citizen John Ballance,

premier of New Zealand (1891 – 1893)

also founder and editor of the ‘Wanganui Herald’ newspaper.

Born in county Antrim, Ireland, 27 March 1839, 

died in Wellington, New Zealand, 27 April 1893.”

But how inaccurate are the words of the pakeha,

that the Nannys warned off.

They did not build the nation:

They stole it.

You see, in our world,

John Ballance is infamously known as the racist twat who stated,

and I quote:

“The only good Maori

Is a dead Maori”

So what became of the right honourable twat

John Ballance?

If you make your way through

the open gates of the

Whanganui Cemetery,

You will find a rather large piece of stone,

where the Ballance is truly restored.

And on this plaque, its noted:

That Johnny was the PM;

where he was born and where he died.

And some other lame ramble

that I cut out of the photograph,

because I can.

And the moral of the story:

Even Racist Pricks Eventually Die Too.




activism ~ Australian Indigenous

When I went to Australia for a holiday, years ago, (we were on the ‘Gold Coast); one of the first questions I asked a ‘local’, was ‘Where are all the Indigenous Peeps?’, as in where do they hang out. I wanted to get a taste of who they were; their culture; their arts … their lives. I was met with a blank stare. Then it registered for them, that I was asking about the ‘Aboriginal’ people. The short sharp reply was that they don’t live ‘here’, more in land … and apparently I wouldn’t like them; ‘They’re violent, drunken, filthy people’, was what I was told.


I continued to look … and it saddened me, that the only ONE, yes one; I met, was in a ‘souvenir’ shop on ‘the Sunshine Coast’. When I asked him the same question, he looked slightly offended but got what I was asking eventually. Very politely, he explained that he was a ‘half-caste’ … that most of his ‘tribe’ lived ‘outback’ on a type of ‘reservation’. They owned this shop and this is where they made their living. He didn’t go into great depth … but this is the jist of it:

Indigenous peoples all around  this world, have been demonized, terrorized, tortured, butchered and annihilated. Australia and its Indigenous, are no different.



Maori Land March 40 year anniversary

I was 3 when my Mama took me on the land march. The only vivid memory I have of it was crossing the Auckland Harbour Bridge, and it swaying and the road parting and then coming back together. It’s a memory I had for years and never really understood what it was about until I relayed it to my Mama one day. She grinned and said she was surprised I remembered it…then she told me what it was about.

My Mama is an activist…as labelled by mainstream society. I like the term ‘activist’, as it evokes thoughts of revolutionaries and standing against injustice and fighting for what is ‘right’. Not right, as in the good old Christian morals of old…but what is right. From my point of view ‘right’ is equality…protection of the vulnerable…balance of power and control, knowledge…choice.

My Mama is hugely knowledgeable. She sees clearly what is unfair and unbalanced in this world…and she voices her concerns. She fights for our environment, our children, our health and the indigenous. And it was her fight for the indigenous and first nation people of this country, that led her to join the land march.

I soaked up those roots…that fight. And while I have fought long and hard for myself and my children…I’ve also fought for us…we…the indigenous of this country. My voice has been through art and writing…knowledge and protest.

I’ve taken both of my children on protests that pertained to the corrosion of Maori land and rights. I taught them both to defend who they are as Maori women and armed them with the knowledge that they would need to educate others when they were confronted with ignorance. They’ve both done that. I urge them to teach their children, my mokos, now.

But 40 years on, and I am forever grateful for having experienced the first of our land marches and the ‘awakening’ that followed.

The fight for indigenous rights is by no means over. And as with all first nations people, we all continue to educate ourselves and others. And we continue to fight.

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activism ~ misogynistic laws

However you dress this proposed policy up, it is completely and utterly misogynistic in its entirety.

Only ‘beneficiaries’ would be made to have contraception, noting that ‘taxpayers’ shouldn’t have to foot the bill for women having unplanned pregnancies. It doesn’t take into account those that had planned pregnancies and still needed financial assistance.

To boot, our abortion laws are archaic and women are penalised for choosing this as an option also.  Which ever way you look at it, women are penalised and punished for an act they didn’t complete on their own!