‘Pixie dust’ is gone: Govt moving nowhere
Ashortage of 130,000 homes and an increasing number of Kiwis living in cars, under bridges, pitching tents in carparks and forming lines outside Work and Income offices at 2am, holding their children, desperate for emergency assistance — is that what the PM meant when she said “Let’s do this”?
Cancer patients creating GoFundMe pages to raise funds for life-saving medication, and our senior citizens, women and children suffering horrific statistics of domestic violence, physical, sexual and emotional abuse — is that what the PM meant?
Mental illness, our country ranking No 1 in the OECD for homelessness and our major Australian-owned banks making more profit in New Zealand than in Aussie — is that what the PM meant?
More dairy farms for sale than ever before, farmers struggling, the building industry left without a tier one company and unemployment on the rise — is that what the PM meant?
With babies born roadside and pregnant mothers without access to services in the regions, babies being
uplifted from their families, roading throughout the country not fit for purpose and infrastructure falling behind the requirements of our population growth — is that what the PM meant?
It seems Kiwis cannot win. We either get a National Government that sells off the country’s state homes or this Labour Government that does not know how to build them. With all these rapidly rising issues, it is clear to me that New Zealand is under siege from a liberal left agenda.
But who’s to blame? With no constitution and apparently no founding religion either, and 213 ethnic groups in New Zealand, it’s no surprise we are losing or at least confused about a national identity.
The Kiwi way of life and values my generation grew up with — like putting the milk bottle outside with money in it for the milkman, or feeling safe to leave the house and car unlocked because everybody had a job and a roof over their heads — will be a fable for my greatgranddaughter when she grows up.
It seems our young nation belongs to whoever wants it, with the eligibility criteria being as long as you are not a European British subject or tangata whenua Ma¯ ori.
Our Treaty of Waitangi is taken no more seriously by the Crown than the sign in my toilet reminding my grandsons to “put the seat down” when they have finished.
If tangata whenua have a “special place” in New Zealand, then presumably that special place is in prison or raising their wha¯ nau in cars.
The Government has either confiscated or sold off any real beautiful special places.
The PM was elected on a campaign that saw the electorate mandate her government to build homes, end homelessness and reduce child poverty. Such promises these days seem to be just a brain fade on the ninth floor of the Beehive.
Winston Peters believed in her and pushed Labour over the line, with the Green Party — whose co-leader Marama Davidson feels her taxpayer-funded job is better used to protest with activists rather than find solutions by speaking directly to the historic number of Ma¯ ori MPs who sit on the same side of Parliament as her.
I am constantly asked by critics “what are Coalition New Zealand’s policies?” Well don’t worry, because they will come and they will be solution-based, but most importantly their core principle will be putting Kiwis first.
Mind you, if these MPs get their way with cannabis, the country will be too stoned to remember anything anyway.
It’s not just the Labour Party that led to the launch of Coalition New Zealand. If Simon Bridges had not been so unbelievably hopeless as Leader of the Opposition, I may not have entered the political ring.
If I am to leave behind a country I want my great-granddaughter to grow up in, then this is my only choice.
The Government’s year of delivery has been the year of the “emperor with no clothes”.
The “pixie dust” is wearing off this Government and Kiwis are realising what they thought was a carriage taking them to the grand ball, was nothing more than a pumpkin, with rats, moving nowhere.