This white supremacist neoliberal government cannot feed the people, house the people, or honour Te Tiriti, so it imports a foreign moral panic, pours it over trans, intersex and takatāpui whānau, and calls the smoke “common sense.”
Bay of Plenty Regional Council handed landowners the legal cover to erase a community swimming place in the rohe of Whakatōhea — no public notice, no community consent, no shame.
When $131 million buys assimilation and Māori tamariki are still left behind, we must name the architects — and the ideological network that pays them.
A party that cannot name the assets it will restructure — and blames the Treaty for that silence — is not your partner. It is your coloniser in a different coat.
How a former Labour deputy became the respectable face of a curriculum designed to erase your children's identity — appointed to a dying advisory group with no scheduled meetings, no binding power, and 103 days left to run
Corporate-funded ideologues celebrate mass unemployment while Māori workers and vulnerable communities bleed — and New Zealand's media calls it analysis.
I, Ivor Jones — Te Māori Green Lantern — am done being polite about a white supremacist neoliberal government that is dismantling the Crown's own Treaty obligations while the polls show the people are waking up.
They took Rangitahi. They farmed it into the ground. They fenced off the best bits and called themselves conservationists. And now, in May 2026, they're running a business tender for it.
And How the Most Honest Commentator on the Night Still Missed the Point
They demolished the watchdog, bought the newsroom, starved the tamariki, and came for my platform — and I kept publishing. Over 1,000 essays later, the taiaha has not been laid down.
An 84-year-old colonial revivalist told Oxford that my people are primitive — while my people were in the room, watching, and waiting. This is the answer he was never prepared to receive.
While Te Arikinui sipped tea with King Charles and the Māori Epstein Class toasted their portfolios in London, 70,000 tamariki Māori went to bed hungry. The Kīngitanga didn't fail te iwi. It forgot them — and called that leadership.
