‘Liberated’ the following speil from my facebook friend Stephen Maire…
It’s Holmes at his best.
the late Sir Paul Holmes – who had a wonderful way with words – wrote the following:
“Waitangi Day produced its usual hatred, rudeness, and violence against a clearly elected Prime Minister from a group of hateful, hate-fuelled weirdos who seem to exist in a perfect world of benefit provision. This enables them to blissfully continue to believe that New Zealand is the centre of the world, no one has to have a job and the Treaty is all that matters.
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“I’m over Waitangi Day. It is repugnant. It’s a ghastly affair. As I lie in bed on Waitangi morning, I know that later that evening, the news will show us irrational Maori ghastliness with spitting, smugness, self-righteousness and the usual neurotic Maori politics, in which some bizarre new wrong we’ve never thought about will be lying on the table.
“This, we will have to address and somehow apply these never-defined principles of the Treaty of Waitangi because it is, apparently, the next big resentment. There’ll be lengthy discussion, we’ll end up paying the usual millions into the hands of the Maori aristocracy and God knows where it’ll go from there.
“Well, it’s a bullshit day, Waitangi. It’s a day of lies. It is loony Maori fringe self-denial day… No, if Maori want Waitangi Day for themselves, let them have it.”……
I agree.
Abolish the FARCE that is Waitangi Day.
It wouldn’t surprise me if there were even one or two Maori out there who felt embarrassed at the annual hatefest. Then again, maybe I’m wrong.
There is *NO* group of people in the world that has been as cosseted, pampered and *compensated* as the Maori.
The tribes of Mexico, central and South America, invaded by the Spanish. Compo? None.
The *huge* number of countries invaded by the Muslims (and subjected to the *cruellest* savagery ever. Compo? Yeah, right – Tui ad coming right up.
The Native American tribes. Compo? Naff-all. They have a few “reservations” and that’s about all, and yet the US still manages to have a rip-roaring national day of celebration.
On and on it goes.
*Get over yourselves*, Maori. I’ve had a gutsful of your whining about NOTHING. About the *non-event* that was Parihaka – what a JOKE.
Well said Thor.
I am one such embarrased Maori, and there are many many more yet they keep thier thoughts mostly to themselves because of the alienation that is dished out to those whom speak out.
The Racism is so rampant that it will turn and rend even their own kin who dont go along with the flow.
I have experienced it many times from my own kin, yet I refuse to be scilenced.
I prefer to be an outcaste yet maintain my self esteme and to associate with more enlightened souls.
Well said, Thor. And very well said, Sir Paul Holmes. Thanks for posting this, Tim. 🙂
regarding Paul Holmes comments on the ‘never defined principles’ of the Treaty of Waitangi. This is so true. when do we start mentioning the Littlewood Treaty here.. the document that will end the Gravy Train!
the Littlewood Treaty
http://youtu.be/2PE-j9ZOhrg
I agree Awhina!
If you click on the Category in the side bar ‘Treaty of Waitangi’, or type ‘Apartheid’ into the search bar of this blog you will get plenty of Blog posts we have done on the Gravy train. Are you on facebook?
Cheers Tim Wikiriwhi.
http://blog.eternalvigilance.me/category/treaty-of-waitangi/
http://blog.eternalvigilance.me/category/te-tiriti-o-waitangi/
We’re bilingual. 🙂
More complete transcript…
The late Paul Holmes on Waitangi Day in 2012
Paul Holmes’ sentiments about Waitangi Day remain as sharp and true today as when he wrote them. Here’s what he had to say:
“Waitangi Day produced its usual hatred, rudeness, and violence against a clearly elected Prime Minister from a group of hateful, hate-fuelled weirdos who seem to exist in a perfect world of benefit provision. This enables them to blissfully continue to believe that New Zealand is the centre of the world, no one has to have a job and the Treaty is all that matters.
I’m over Waitangi Day. It is repugnant. It’s a ghastly affair. As I lie in bed on Waitangi morning, I know that later that evening, the news will show us irrational Maori ghastliness with spitting, smugness, self-righteousness and the usual neurotic Maori politics, in which some bizarre new wrong we’ve never thought about will be lying on the table.
This, we will have to address and somehow apply these never-defined principles of the Treaty of Waitangi because it is, apparently, the next big resentment. There’ll be lengthy discussion, we’ll end up paying the usual millions into the hands of the Maori aristocracy and God knows where it’ll go from there.
Well, it’s a bullshit day, Waitangi. It’s a day of lies. It is loony Maori fringe self-denial day. It’s a day when everything is addressed, except the real stuff. Never mind the child stats, never mind the national truancy stats, never mind the hopeless failure of Maori to educate their children and stop them bashing their babies. No, it’s all the Pakeha’s fault. It’s all about hating whitey. Believe me, that’s what it looked like the other day.
John Key speaks bravely about going there again. He should not go there again. It’s over. Forget it. It is too awful and nasty and common. It is no more New Zealand day than Halloween.
Our national day is now Anzac Day. Anzac Day is a day of honour, and struggle, bravery and sacrifice. A day on which we celebrate the periods when our country embraced great efforts for international freedom and on which we weep for those who served and for those who died.
I wouldn’t take my three great uncles who died at Gallipoli and in France – Reuben, Mathew and Leonard – to Waitangi Day and expect them to believe this was our national day. I wouldn’t take my father, veteran of El Alamein and Cassino, there. Nor would I take my Uncle Ken who died in a Wellington bomber, then try and tell him Waitangi Day was anything but filth.
No, if Maori want Waitangi Day for themselves, let them have it. Let them go and raid a bit more kai moana than they need for the big, and feed themselves silly, speak of the injustices heaped upon them by the greedy Pakeha and work out new ways of bamboozling the Pakeha to come up with a few more millions.”