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 When the Christchurch Massacre occurred, the Maori community, in particular the Maori Bikie Gangs, GIFTED their support and condolences and their heartfelt empathy to the Islamic faith in New Zealand.

It was a symbolic teardrop pounamu ( greenstone) . A gesture of condolence and support. A gift made out of love and concern at a time of mourning.

It is Maori tradition.  But be careful when you accept a gift, because a gift, no matter how kindly given, can come back and bite you if it is used with bad intent. When you accept a gift, it can come with strings attached. Winston Peters was given a gift by having the right to choose New Zealand’s future. He has turned it in to a Curse.

My Great grandmother was a small woman. She was known as Little Granny.

She died in 1940 so I never knew her. But her portrait hangs in my Family home. She appears to be a demure woman, very much a lady of the Victorian era. A quiet school teacher who married late in life , from a Scottish background and “ sensible” upbringing.

So how was she given a piece of Pounamu, New Zealand Greenstone, and by whom? Her life was unremarkable and her legacy was simply one of just another Kiwi doing ordinary things in an ordinary life.

Upon the death of her father, it is believed that she was given a piece of unpolished pounamu in the shape of a teardrop.

It must have been about 130 years ago. Perhaps from a student? I do not know.

It clearly meant a great deal to Little Granny because she kept it with her all of her remaining life.

My Mother inherited it and treasured it as much as her Grandmother had. Mum kept that piece of greenstone on her handbag and it went everywhere with her. We used to laugh that she did it to keep the purse safe... Mum has a very strong “ Scottish gene “ when it comes to money. 

Mum disagreed. She said that it made HER feel safe. We could not argue with that.

We had gone shopping and a wasp flew in to our car. In the mayhem that followed, the purse must have fallen outside on the pavement.  Within minutes, realising what had happened, we returned to the parking space and the purse had already disappeared.

Mum was distraught. Not for the loss of her money, her credit cards, her driver’s licence, health cards or housekeys. No. It was the THEFT of the pounamu.

As time has passed, we have often wondered what happened to the person who stole the handbag.

You see, the GIFT of pounamu is a gift of love. The GIFT of a teardrop pounamu over 130 years ago, is priceless. But to steal that gift is to invite potential disaster,

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But to steal it?

Despite hundred’s of years of Christian preaching, the Maori have still remained true to their ancestral beliefs.

New Zealand may seem to be a country isolated in time and distance to people from the Northern Hemisphere. A perfect place to trial a soft takeover of a docile country that has only ever sought to be left alone to do get on with life. On face value, a country of sheep and people who “ appear”  to be sheep. But sheep they are not.

Led by an unelected Leader who is only there because of one man – a man who has destroyed his career, his good name, his reputation and his Mana.

A Maori who seemed to think that he could get away with theft of an election and to hell with the consequences.  Without Winston Peters, New Zealand would not have Cindy the Socialist as its Leader. 

He was gifted New Zealand’s future and he stole New Zealand’s future for personal gain and personal grandiose. He picked up a purse, not realising that, within it, was a powerful thing. Something that could make him great or make him forever live in the memories of his country as the Man who changed his country and People forever.  For the worse?

I do not envy anyone who attempts to steal a pounamu. Because that would not end well for the thief.  Theft is always a bad thing, but what Winston Peters did not realise was that he had become the wasp and the handbag thief at the same time. He swarmed in, swooped on the purse and did not see the cultural relic that was attached to the handbag.

Perhaps it is time for Winston Peters to fess up, admit he was a thief and remember that a single wasp will never overcome the power of a Beehive in Wellington. Oh wait. The Queen Bee is a wasp as well. How many of her drones are wasps in disguise as well? Either way, what is needed is a good exterminator and damned fast. Before the whole hive is taken over.

Update: 23 March 2020. $56 million to be given to the Maori People to help them with Corona Virus. Is this a gift from Princess Cindy to the Maori People and Uncle Winston to buy votes later this year?

Is it a gift, or, like my mother's treasured greenstone, a theft? 

Theft always comes with a price attached. I fear that the Socialist Cindy may be out of her depth here - as are many of our Left leaning Leaders - and they are scrambling for the fly spray and don't know quite what bug to kill. There are just so many right now. They hope that the Chinese Virus, the Wuflu, KungFlu, Chinese Coffin Cough or whatever you like to call it, will distract us all from the real problem. 

Someone has stolen our Pounamu, our Love of SELF - National Identity -  and I worry that, when we lose our Love of our National Sovereignty, we are much like my Mum. Our money, our home and our Identity are gone. 

Stolen. 

It is time to accept that we have lost the handbag, the purse, the credit cards and the house keys. Time to accept that we have lost our wonderful inherited piece of precious Greenstone and find the bastard who stole it. 

And take it back. 

 

 

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