Summer in the city

It's Waitangi Day today and despite being summer time, it's pissed down all over their celebrations and put a damper on the usual hostilities and lack of respect we see on the TV news each Waitangi Day evening.

If we bother to watch.

What a load of bollocks it all is. Waitangi Day celebrations often seem to include long winded and boring political speeches; droning speeches in Maori; a good sized helping of challenges and ugly tongue poking (and that's just the politicians); the sound of grinding axes (although no-one chops any flagpoles down) and a lot of two-faced Maori who do not always extend to their guests the courtesy they demand from them in return.

Luckily, most of the country doesn't denigrate, throw mud at or spit at their guests.



Some Maori are saying "Give us our own flag", other people want to change Waitangi Day to New Zealand Day - again.

I say scrap the whole sorry bloody thing, it's only another public holiday commemorating something in our history that 167 years on still leaves a nasty aftertaste, for everyone.