& as our 2 faced country prepares their vigils for the young life murdered & hear the cries of ‘violence against women & girls isn’t acceptable anytime or anywhere’ : i wonder, will we ever really learn? will we ever really really give a shit about the violence perpetrated against women & children in our little country? will we give a shit enough, to actually do something about it? because this shit is Not new & is an epidemic.

but one we seem to tolerate, until it happens where we can’t just ditch that shit so no-one else will ever see it.




Exposing the pollution of your waterways may well incur a violent backlash as two Horowhenua residents found out – the ongoing lip service Councils pay to Iwi, the RMA & ‘sustainable development’

This is the area where I reside and the things that are going on with our local Council are criminal to say the least. This article thoroughly exposes whats happening and links to all the other dodgy matters that our Council is involved with.
This article is by Pam Vernon and can be found on

Rangitikei Enviromental Health Watch

Copy of attack jpeg John Andrews, environmentalist, says he was  attacked on his own property [Photo: Maori TV]

“A 70-year-old man has been bashed in a late night attack at his home in Horowhenua. Staunch environmentalist John Andrews says he may have been a target as he had highlighted pollution issues from the Shannon Sewage Treatment Plant into the Otāuru River.” (Maori Television)

Mr Andrews said he had been attacked from behind on his own property, kicked and bashed in the head and other parts of his body. He said he saw three men in the attack and a possible fourth as well. When this incident first appeared on Facebook he was reported as saying that the parting comment of one of his attackers were words to the effect of “Lord Duffy said ‘hello'”. (Here is a link to Stuff’s report on the attack).

Although the Facebook post made it clear Mr Andrews was just…

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Is 1080 Saving or Destroying Our Bird Life? Hear for Yourself the Poisoned Vs Non-Poisoned Forests

This is sad! And its happening right here in ‘clean, green’ NZ!

Rangitikei Enviromental Health Watch

By 1080 Poison New Zealand Youtube channel

Hear the proof for yourself what has happened with the ongoing poisoning of our forests. They are supposed to be protecting our bird life are they not? Perhaps our esteemed experts have created a new breed of bird that doesn’t sing? … EnvirowatchRangitikei

Copy of Feb 2015 149.jpg NZ’s Kereru (Native Wood Pigeon)

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What DOC Doesn’t Want You to Know About 1080…

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Watch the stars – we navigate points of light in the dark

An artist of many forms. Huka speaks of all the things that are near and dear to Me.

For More of their writings and art, please visit “huka can haka”.


“Whakapapa helps Māori people keep memories alive over aeons, through practices of re-storying our lives. Through whakapapa, I am always able to locate myself at the core of my accumulated experiences, even though at times I can feel fragmented and disoriented. Whakapapa resists marginalisation and centres identity, because I can see the ‘today’ of my life through the lens of many generations – I can see the bigger picture. Te Ātiawa, Ngāti Māhanga and Ngāti Māhanga ā Tairi activist and social theorist Leonie Pihama asserts whakapapa as an analytic tool, employed by Māori to understand how we relate in the world . Whakapapa connects Māori to every aspect of existence – when I make art I use whakapapa to re-image lived experiences of marginality many different (but also the same) globalised contexts.”

huka can haka

Whakapapa is generally translated as genealogy, although can be understood in many different ways. Whakapapa can mean to lie flat, to place in layers, to recite in order; or considered in parts as ‘whaka’ – cause to be, to become; and ‘papa’ which can mean – the Earth, or anything broad flat and hard. In te reo Māori ’papa’ has many meanings associated with ideas of ground, site and layer. Papatūānuku, often shortened to Papa, is the female personification of Earth. The word ‘kaupapa’ can mean the woven foundation for a cloak and has the figurative meaning of a platform or purpose. ‘Whakapapa’ has a literal meaning of placing things in layers. That extends figuratively to reciting genealogical links in their proper order and from there to the word for ‘genealogy’.

Whakapapa is a critical cultural foundation for understanding who you are, where you come from, where and who…

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featured artist: Darcy Nicholas

Darcy Nicholas is a Contemporary Maori Artist from Aotearoa (New Zealand). His artistry, I would describe as indigenous and deeply personal.

Described as: “Born in Waitara, Taranaki, New Zealand – Darcy Nicholas has been actively involved in the contemporary Maori art movement since the late 1960’s. He has exhibited throughout New Zealand, Australia, Africa, United States, France, India, Britain, Germany, Netherlands, and Canada.”

To find more of his Artistry please go to:


different way of seeing. 2001.

#throwback Jul 30, 2015 @ 22:37

It took about 10 months for my hair to completely fall away. In the mean time, with not much to lose, I decided to try ‘alternative treatment’. The best was a homeopath I’d found that treated a friend’s son, who had severe Cerebral Palsy. I learnt a lot about my body, about what effects it, about how much it could take. Treatment took a long time, which I guess is whats frustrating about alternative treatments. We are so used to the instant fix.

The friends with the ‘little man with CP’, went to the same church as I did. She struggled a lot with the whole religious notion that if they just believed a bit harder, had faith a bit harder, prayed a bit harder… then their son would come right. Oh and the – what sin did they commit to have a child born in that condition.

As my hair was starting to grow back, this family decided to go to Samoa to see Benny Hinn…the Christian healer dude. And they decided to take me along with them…if I wanted to go. So I did.

Our little man with CP didn’t regain his sight, or walk, or talk after the Benny Hinn healing concert thingy…but we, I learnt something else, that’s been invaluable, and started me on a route that I guess I was always destined for. A route that eventually steered me away from the church and ethnocentric religion…religion actually. And put me on the journey that I’m still on really.

In Samoan culture, those that are born with what western culture labels as a ‘disability’, like our little man with CP…they aren’t considered disabled as such. It was hard to understand what they were trying to tell us as we didn’t speak the language…but actions always speak louder, way louder than wordy explanations. So let me explain what they did…

When we arrived in Samoa, they, the people…those at the airport, the hotel…stared at us. We presumed, as you do, that they were judging us…

The following day in town, they stared some more. A lot actually. And unashamedly. We went into the bank and they all moved aside, waved and gestured at us to lean against the wall. It was cooler there…the bank had air conditioning.

Then we went to McDonald’s and they stared again, and did the same thing, gesturing at the wall…they gave us ice cream. Ladies came with a fan and started fanning our little man with CP. Then his mother, she was pregnant.

Then we went to stay at another residence, not the motel. She fed us. Gave us her bed, rooms…anything we needed. Our little man with CP was fanned and given a bed that would accommodate his needs…and keep him cool.

The following night we went to Benny Hinn. They stared. And then as we were walking in, with the hundreds of locals who had come from all over Samoa to see this man…they moved aside. As we got to our seats, the row of people in front of us, moved all the chairs so we could get the push chair through. Then an older lady put her blanket on the ground and waved for everyone else to move out-of-the-way. Then she took our little man with CP, out of his pushchair car seat thing, and laid him on the blanket and sat down on the ground next to him and fanned him with her large fan. Then another older lady did the same. They did that the entire concert thingy. Taking turns to fan him, make him comfortable, making sure he wasn’t hot.

They treated our little man with CP, like an absolute prince…king really. And that treatment continued right throughout the rest of our visit to Samoa. I’d never seen or experienced anything quite like it before. Maori culture is similar, hospitality wise…but this was a whole new level.

What I learnt was that they didn’t see a ‘disability’ as a disability. They saw our little man with CP as someone extremely special…like we did, but different. It wasn’t a forced or sympathetic admiration of him…but a reverence of the gift that he was. The lady we stayed with explained it the best she could to us. She didn’t understand how ‘we’ or the culture we came from, couldn’t see it any other way than how they did. How right she was.

And this type of ‘treatment’ or view of those that are ‘different’ didn’t just extend to those with ‘disabilities’. Their ‘transgender’ persons are viewed exactly the same way. They are completely integrated within their culture and revered for their way of being. They aren’t gawked at, or tsked…they don’t even turn a head. Is was a beautiful thing to watch.

The only critical thing they had to say to me…was that I was to skinny lol. In their culture, the more voluptuous you are the better. It means that you have enough food and are wealthy…sort of :) They didn’t even notice the remnants of my bald patches. It was the first time in about a year and a half that I hadn’t worn a hat or scarf. It was great.

When we came back to our country…the people in the airport, they stared at us. Then looked away real quick.

Back home, I decided we needed to move out-of-town and to the country. My oldest girl was getting angry…with everything. She had started jumping out the window at night and would be gone for days. I’d spend days trying to find her and when I did, there’d be 2 or 3 days worth of trying to get her to talk and unravel. She was angry…with me…her father…with moving…with life. So part of the move was to keep her from taking off. It worked.

I started working part-time as a cleaner and voluntary work for an organisation that did rehabilitation and reintegration of incarcerated peeps. New experience, being on the other side of the criminal mentality.

It opened up a new avenue for me though…one which I enjoyed and wanted to pursue further.

I also realised I needed to look at my own culture. Deeper. Further. And not the one that was put on display for visiting nations…the old one…pre colonisation…although I didn’t really understand what that was then…I just knew I needed to find my version of it, for myself.



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

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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