The Mayor, the Ministers, the Media and Māori.
There wasn’t a large Māori population where I grew up, so I neither knew many, nor knew them well. What I did know, however, was that a kuia (older Māori woman) wasn’t to be messed with. How I knew that without knowing many Māori people, I don’t quite know. Somehow, though, that knowledge got absorbed, and I never disbelieved it.
Those kuia had older-woman strength in spades. Younger women everywhere, not just younger wāhine Māori, have traditionally learned a lot from knowing older women who’ve navigated life. It doesn’t matter whether or not younger women like or agree with older women, and a lot of the time they don’t. Tension may not always be comfortable, but it’s not always unproductive, either.
Di Landy is a kuia. In her article below, she takes aim at the wokery which is pervading New Zealand, dividing our society, and doing no one much good, whether young or old, Māori or Pākehā (a non-Māori NZer). Even though the politics and events Di writes about may go over the heads of those not living in New Zealand, her message won’t. Least of all the travesty of a woman being punished by restricting access to her local food supply for daring to have gender critical views.
This article, written by Di and published by Plain Sight NZ, is a sizzler. Enjoy 😊
Incomprehensible that in NZ so many avoid utilising their brains for critical thought… disgusting behaviour from the supermarket manager .. one might say histrionic at best.
That's exactly how I remember the Kuia from my childhood too Katrina, we knew not to argue and to be polite, without being taught ❤️❤️