I admire Julian Batchelor for his courage and patriotism.

He has campaigned up and down the country for racial equality for which effort he’s been branded a racist.

Below are his thoughts on the “maori problem”, a huge and costly blight on contemporary New Zealand.


Well articulated and on point

I was contemplating just this issue this morning and wondered just how we as a nation can teach those lacking character, as described by Batchelor, to trust. To trust themselves to become contributing citizens. Sadly, many learn not to trust from babyhood. The adults responsible for the care of babies and small children do not know how to be parents and, in varying degrees, abuse the trust of their children. So where to start? Maybe before they conceive and bring into our world unwanted babies – as school. I sincerely hope charter schools again become part of our educational landscape as I believe that the environment there taught young people to trust, and build character.

    Children’s education begins and ends at home. Sadley wages have been steadily pushed down until now a family to have a reasonable standard of living, both parents have to work. Two stressed parents’ home in the evening exhaustedly trying to run a household. In these circumstances children are often left to their own devices, using devices.
    I have travelled a lot in China and know many people and families so I have experience of life in China. Historically both parents have always had to work, in a traditional household this is not a problem as the bride went to live with her husband’s family. A family of parents and grandparents who brought up the children as they as such had some experience and were not going into child rearing unfamiliar with that task.
    Often the same in modern China today except for school hours – nine to five with a two-hour lunch break. The children are supplied with a meal, a bed for a nap and a study desk if at we know as High school. I have known children to live with a grandparent during the week and their parents at the weekend. As such there is never a time during the day when there Is not a parent in the background.


Two points.
1. A Japanese friend of mine told me they were taught at school in Japan that everyone could improve their character as they went through life.
2. An old kiwi friend of mine from Otago explained to me the difference between the Maori and the Pakeha. He said if you describe a pakeha as cunning he will take offence but if you describe a maori as cunning he will take it as a compliment.

Spot on. Well said.

It couldn’t be a more accurate offering. Thank you Julian, Alan and Sir Bob for giving the comments a platform.

I used to hear it some what frequently, the poor moari were beaten for speaking moari at school… the inference being that was why their language almost disappeared.
i spent my early life in a small cosmopolitan town, everyone i went to school with , The Dutch, Finnish, Norwegian, Danish, chinese, Fijian Indians, Samoans, Rarotongans, Tongans,( i’m forgetting some) The Welsh.(no one understands them) each and everyone of us spoke our mother tongue at home, go round to your Samoan mates place, they all rattle off at one another in Samoan, never understood a word of it, but out side ,at school , we all spoke English . Its no ones fault but your own if you let these things slide in to oblivion.

    The question, that seems not to be asked. What is the maori language?
    Anywhere else in the world that there are tribes, they all speak a different dialect. As regards the maori, this is confirmed in their well seen welcoming ceremony, it is mimed, no words are spoken, no, “how are your bro”?
    Eggs, chicken, pork, milk cows, cars, vegetables, pies, beer, education, science, engineering, cowboy hats, have all been introduced by Europeans. How come all of this stuff that was never here before Europeans arrived have a moori names?
    It is a made up language so how can it be a treasure that needs saving?

      Completely agree. My pet peeve is the names ‘gifted’ (HAH!) to government departments. No translation programme that I have tried comes close to the easily understandable English. The Maori ancestors of those who are feeding at of the public purse trough will not understand a word of it either.

I frequently visit Taiwan as my wife comes from there. The native Taiwanese share DNA with Maori, and are regarded as of the same ethnic grouping. There, they just get on with life, do not blame anyone for their circumstances, often do well in Taiwanese life, and just like everyone else there, strive to improve their life. My last visit was for 3 months earlier this year. There were no ram raids, no armed robberies reported on TV that I saw, and I saw very little evidence of any crime on daily TV news. What was reported was usually some fraud or scam being operated. But it was never by an aboriginal (their word) Taiwanese. The difference in NZ really stands out in comparison.

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