I thought they did - bitch and moan about those with less than themselves, lie, cheat, and look after number one first, then a few of their mates, whilst not giving a shit about the general populace and making grandious laws and statements with little or no facts to back them up......
yep
the example has been well learnt!
- He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it.
"We'll call him the mesiah","rubbish he's a naughty boy",should've called him Brian.
Hello officer put it on my tab
Don't steal the government hates competition.
BULLSHITI will say that it is not up to Pākehā to comment on the mana of a Māori individual ... but I know you'll draw your own conclusions .. those conclusions just might not be the same as ours ...
Just because Maori actually have a word for something doesnt give them exclusive rights to the concept. Maori and non Maori alike may or may not accord him "mana" as they see it. Why do Maori speak english spattered with maori words for such things and then claim exclusive rights? Is it a relevance deprivation insecurity?
Normally, if speaking one language and using words from another is reserved for when the former does not have a word for what you're talking about. Newsflash- english has quite a few words for mana.
He doesn't do himself many favours to engender "mana" from many segments of the population. Fuck him, he's the biggest racist in this country and does his own cause more harm than good.
where do you get a keyboard with a little line over the a
TOP QUOTE: The problem with socialism is that sooner or later you run out of other peoples money.
It's called a macron and it indicates a long vowel. You can set it up yourself as all the macrons are in Word under symbols - just set up hot keys for them.
These are important in te reo Māori as they change the meaning of words - "matau" means a fish hook, "mātau" means "us" - so it's important to use macrons when writing in our reo.
"So if you meet me, have some sympathy, have some courtesy, have some taste ..."
"So if you meet me, have some sympathy, have some courtesy, have some taste ..."
Is this a recent thing? I'm under the impression that the maori didn't have a written language until the white man came.
It's only when you take the piss out of a partially shaved wookie with an overactive 'me' gene and stapled on piss flaps that it becomes a problem.
You are right - and in a sense it is a recent thing - in that until "recently" we didn't have a written language ...
However, it's an old linguistic sign that indicates a long vowel - not a "new" thing at alll - used in many languages, but I'm no linguist.
Go here for the font of all knowledge
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Macrons
"So if you meet me, have some sympathy, have some courtesy, have some taste ..."
Sorry but I think it is one of those snob things. Look I'm doing it right and you are wrong things. In English we are taught that the vowels have different sounds and don't use macrons for "bow". However the way we pronounce bow and the context of the sentence tells you if it is long or short vowel, if it is a thing to shot arrows with or to bend at the waist (nearly got the wrong waste). The computers don't easily type the macrons and people will mis-use them with out education so why not just teach people the Maori vowels?
Before the Acts of Union in 1707 that was instituted by England at the point of the gun Scotland had an independent parliament called the Three Estates. The Scottish wanted to retain a "devolved" parliament but the English "negotiators" refused to comply.
It was Harold Wilson's Kilbrandon Commission, in response to the rise in Scottish nationalism (which some may call Gaelic Radicalism) and the furore over "England stealing Scotland's Oil" that recommended the establishment of a Scottish Assembly.
I heard a lot about this growing up, given that's where my family are from.
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.
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