Poetic justice

The NRL final last night: Roosters 21, Storm 6, NRL zip.

Allowing Billy Slater to play in the final following his blatant shoulder charge in the semifinal, then denying it was a shoulder charge, has brought the game into disrepute.

MOSS HOTERE

Kaitaia wiped out by new technologies. But that’s not the full story: people’s ideas about themselves, their duties, their desires and their place in society have changed enormously since approximately 1965.

Progressively, at least two generations have been born and raised where they have been brainwashed by the whole pyramid of public education, from university down to kindergarten. They have been flattered, indulged, and spoiled rotten, deliberately filled up with the notion of entitlement, plus socialism and irreligion, so they expect to be handed everything as a right, whether or not they have earned it by their own efforts.

Their attitude can be summed up as: “If I like and want it, then it’s right and true, so I must have it.”

If they don’t feel inclined to work for their living, then they are entitled to some sort of WINZ benefits for life, on request, with no questions asked, they generally assume. Even those of them who make the effort to become university

graduates will quite often think that this is the end of serious effort: they are now entitled to a cushy, well-paid job, with only a token amount of work, till

retirement. (They might manage this in the public and non-profit sectors, but it isn’t tolerated in the private sector, which they soon find as a rude shock.)

The powers that be have belatedly become aware that we are in trouble, but they refuse to acknowledge the cause, and