You must vote labour as you have no valid facts to base your argument on so you resort to name calling and personally insult others.
Last time when the Nats where in and they opened it up they didn't sell it off, no changers where made to ACC, it just meant you could go somewhere else for your cover.
If you don't like the idea of being responsible for yourself and would like the government to hold your hand and wipe your arse then fine, but like a lot of other people I would like to choose what cover want.
Could be. Who's to know? One thing is for sure - it would be for different reasons.
How do we educate the public to vote for STV. That is the only way to get a truly representative parliament, and to get rid of the deadweight list members.
Do you realise how many holes there could be if people would just take the time to take the dirt out of them?
Naaah, the only guarantee about any Government is that they'll give themselves pay rises even when the economy is on the verge of foundering and most people have experienced a net reduction in income over the last two years.
You've got to stop thinking National and Labour when you think "Government". It's why things are in such an unholy mess. Be creative. Use those two votes to meld a political vision together instead of relying on narrow interest parties who are firmly wedged in the status quo.
The only party with NZ's future at heart is the Maori Party. You may not agree with their policies and you most certainly won't agree with the essentially racist founding principles but they're the only party committed to maintaining a distinct NZ identity.
If a man is alone in the woods and there isn't a woke Hollywood around to call him racist, is he still white?
Be that as it may I have yet to hear one skerrick of information from the MP about economics and/or health issues that impact on anyone other than their current constituents. I fear that they remain tied to their racist founding principles too much to ever deal with more than one element of society's issues.
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
There are currently 1 users browsing this thread. (0 members and 1 guests)
Bookmarks