Words can’t begin to describe how repulsed and incensed I am at what has taken place in Wellington, New Zealand. Never in my worst nightmares could I have thought that anything there would be worse than what happened in Canada.
But it is so.
A day or two after mandates for police and NZ Defense Force were ruled by the High Court to be illegal, Jabcinda the marketing major (taking a cue from her fellow drama teacher and Schwab protégé in the Far North) moved in at dawn with her army of the undead and began to clear the protesters with illegal use of tear gas and pepper spray.
Hours later many fires broke out on the Parliament grounds, turning it into a veritable war zone.
Here is some live footage from protesters showing wide-ranging shots of the crowds, since we all know the media’s selective reporting is nothing but a LIE.
There is no excuse for this whatsoever. This is a war on humanity.
The media will spin this, but nobody can spin the 23 days of needless escalation, gaslighting, lies, and dehumanization endured by the protestors, or the live feeds that were all seen taken from the ground by protesters over the last three weeks.
1/3 of New Zealanders support the protesters and this will undoubtedly wake many more from their slumber.
For those of you who are silent you must come to grips with your compliance based in delusional, unscientific beliefs, and what this has cost the country.
We are in the Warsaw Ghetto phase, and you must face where it leads: The Day I Understood the Good German
You must realize that this is a war on humanity. You must face what has been done to you, physically and psychologically. You are victims of Stockholm Syndrome siding with your abusers.
Turn around and join us.
This is not a win for Jacinda and her Rent-A-Cop thugs. This is a loss. The Protesters have already won, and the powers that be are no match for modern day ANZACs:
Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern has told protesters at Parliament that they’ve “made their point”, and it’s now “time to go home”.
The Prime Minister is clearly rattled. She doesn’t understand that it is not for her to decide when the protesters go home (other than by her repealing the mandate orders).
She also fails to appreciate that the protesters aren’t outside her window to make a point: they are there to end the mandates.
In that one distinction we see the difference between the protesters and the Prime Minister. Everything the Prime Minister does is to make a point -- and only to make a point. She promises to build 100,000 houses or to plant a billion trees or to end child poverty. The promise serves only to make a point: that she cares. That’s it. It is never her intention actually to build the houses or to plant the trees or to feed the kids.
She clearly doesn’t know how to. She doesn’t know how to swing a hammer or to wield the massive machinery of government to make houses. If she did know, she would have done so.
But for her it doesn’t matter. She shows she cares by making her promise. She makes her point. And that for her is enough.
It’s the same with modern day protests. They make their point. And then go home.
The protesters that I know outside Parliament aren’t like that. They have gone to Wellington to end the mandates. They have a purpose. They have a job to do. And they will stay until it’s done.
That’s how they live. That’s how they work. They live with purpose. And they do things. They build houses, plant trees, and feed people. They are very good at what they do. They have to be. They get paid for what they do, not for making a point. They don’t survive with the hot air and endless meetings.
Their world and the Prime Minister’s world normally don’t collide. But the Prime Minister has used her world to turn their world upside down, and inside out, by a bewildering and constantly changing array of covid rules which don’t make sense and which serve no purpose. The protesters I know have had enough. They are fed up. And so they have gone to Wellington to end the mandates.
They haven’t sat at home to organise an online petition or write a Facebook post: they have gone to Parliament’s front lawn, pitched tents and built a town. They are capable. They are committed. The Speaker turns the sprinklers on, they dig drainage trenches and spread straw. The next day more volunteers arrive with generators and dryers to dry their clothes.
They are practical people. They can feed and house an army in a hostile environment.
That’s what’s rattled the Prime Minister. These people are capable. They are capable in a way that she cannot imagine. Speaker Mallard thought it a great joke turning on the sprinklers. That would send them home. Nope. They can handle that. That’s nothing.
They have proved themselves more determined, more capable and more organised than our Parliament and our Government.
The protesters have been brilliantly strategic. They have clearly followed Napoleon's dictum of never interrupting your enemy when he is making a mistake. The protesters have not interrupted the Prime Minister, the Speaker, Parliament, the Police and the Media as they have piled blunder upon blunder.
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The people win. Always.
They win because in a democracy the power lies with the people. Once a significant chunk defy the government, that’s it. It doesn’t take a majority, just a good chunk. And the mandates have mobilised a good chunk and then some.
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Get rid of a thousand, and there will be another thousand and more likely two thousand. There is a groundswell and they have coalesced around Camp Freedom and the call to dump the mandates.
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We would all have learned that you can only push people so far. We will comply but only so far. There is a breaking point. And we are past that.
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It will happen. The only issue is whether it will be days or months. And whether it registers as a blip on Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern's leadership or its total destruction.
Clearly Jabcinda is operating out of the same playbook used by Trudeau here in Canada. Do everything but listen.
When dictators resort to force, it’s the beginning of the end. I hope all Kiwis have seen the true colours of Jacinda now and a new day is around the corner.