IN WHOSE INTERESTS?

I enjoy watching our mokopuna playing together because they are completely honest about their self-interest. Rules are made up, bent and chucked out at will – all to secure a victory. It got to the point recently where the bossiest moko invented a rule that if you won a trick in the card game being played, than you actually lost. The trouble was he couldn’t quite bring himself to lose a trick and ended up crying because, as his cousins gleefully reminded him, according to his own rule, he’d just lost the game. At five he can be forgiven for not knowing the political reality that, whenever a decision is made, someone’s interests are always going to be served. And it’s good that he is learning in childhood that, when the interests being served are his and his alone, then everyone else will probably end up resenting him – a lot.

Not so our local authorities. In whose interest did they make the decision to allow Crystal Waters to build luxury condominiums on the hill overlooking Cable Bay? And whose interests will be served by their decision to allow an overbridge from those condominiums to be built onto the beach?
In spite of evidence that the survey boundaries for the overbridge were wrong, making the Councils’ decision to let it be built legally questionable, this proposal never died when public opposition to it got too intense. It just went behind closed doors along with the developers, the planners, the consultants, the consenting authorities and the law enforcers. Recently they all got together – the Far North District Council, Northland Regional Council, Transit New Zealand, McBreen Jenkins Construction, Crystal Waters Developers and the New Zealand Police met in Council’s Chambers and talked about a construction start date. Some of you may have read in last week’s Tuesday Age a press release giving three working days’ notice that the Far North District Council is hosting a public meeting on this matter today in the Mangonui Hall at 4 p.m. Or maybe you missed it. Te Runanga-a-Iwi-o Ngati Kahu joins the Cable Bay Beach Watch Network in urging you to go to tonight’s meeting.

You know, you’d think that they would have gotten the message from the past opposition to the proposal, including an 8 week 24/7 presence on the beach, that they had better include the local hapu and community in any ongoing process. For sure, however they might spin the answer to the question, “In whose interests did you make these decisions?” it’s a dead cert that not many, if any, of the local Pakeha community, and not one of the local Maori hapu were included in the process by which they reached their decisions.

It almost seems like they have as much understanding as my mokopuna of political realities. Well, I think they are about to gain some enlightenment. Unfortunately there’s not much fun in watching adults re-learn childhood lessons.

IN WHOM CAN WE TRUST?

He Panui Aitua na nga hapu o Te Whanau Moana me Rorohuri e noho atu nei i roto i te ao pouri. Kua mate a Aunty Suzie Reihana.

Last week I made mention of feisty women who speak their minds, and this week I got the really sad news that one of the feistiest of all has gone the way of the world. Throughout her long and lively life, Aunty Suzie Reihana had a strong belief in the afterlife. So I feel sure she herself is not sad to find herself ki muri i te arai. It’s me who’s the sad one. Just as I was getting to know her twinkly, prickly humour – kua haere ia. Promoted. E hika!

This brings me to the new Coroners Act. On Tuesday 22nd May we are hosting a hui at Oturu marae. The Chief Coroner and other key Ministry of Justice officials will be there to explain the differences between the existing Act and the new one that comes into power on July 1st. So, that’s good. But I reckon, though some will want to know what the new Act means, others might simply want the chance to tell their story and be heard. When I mentioned this to Fiona Kale, the Department’s Project Manager who is liaising with me on the hui arrangements, she said that the Chief Coroner will be cool with whatever comes up at the hui. So, that’s even better. E nga iwi katoa, haere mai ki Oturu mo te whakawhiti-korero o te kaupapa tino hohonu nei.

Since the debacle of the FSSB Bill, no piece of proposed legislation has caused as much of a stink as the electoral law reforms put forward by government last week. I had very carefully read Nicky Hager’s meticulously detailed book, ‘The Hollow Men,’ and was already convinced of the need to reform the electoral laws. So, when the government’s proposals came out I carefully read those too.

Question: Given the screaming need to ensure election campaigns are above the corrupt practices that were rife in the last election, how the heck did government get the reform process so wrong? Answer: By making it a unilateral one, and by obsessing over the religious affiliations of seven wealthy men who played a major, if shadowy, role during the last election.

The key issue is not the fact that these characters had affiliations to a particular religion, but that senior National party leaders and they hid their collaborations with each other. Why? Because they wanted to secretly raise and spend more money on the election campaign than they were legally allowed. I think the technical term for that is – buying an election.

The fallout from that gifted this government the chance to make the needed reforms. But, by not making the process as open, independent and transparent as possible, and by making too much of the religious right connections of one group, it has mucked up badly. Meantime the electoral laws are still in need of serious review and reform.

Who can we trust to do it?

Probably not many politicians.

Where are the Aunty Suzie’s when we need ‘em? Moe mai ra e te Whaea ki roto i te ringa o te Matua. Hei konei. Hei kona.

SPEAK THAT I MAY SEE

For hundreds of whanau in Te Hiku, IMB started last Saturday, and we, like countless others, had to make the choice between our kids’ sport and a hui. I went to the hui-a-marama at Kareponia for Te Runanga-a-Iwi o Ngati Kahu while Doug got the hard job (NOT) of going to the Rippa Rugby. Apparently, in his first game ever, our five year old, raised on watching the adult game, failed to connect the concept of ripping a ribbon off opponent’s shorts with the game of ‘rugby’ and tackled everything in sight. He now answers to the name ‘Sin-Bin.’

I went to a hui once where the first guy up said, “Kaore a au e mōhio he aha au i haere mai ai i tenei ra.” Like my mokopuna, he had failed to connect the concept with the outcome, and he too got promptly sin-binned by my feisty karani who stood and told him if he didn’t know why he was there – sit down, listen and learn. Then she did an A-grade job of laying out the issues and kick-starting the whakawhiti-korero. She did the mahi of the Taumata which, traditionally, has been done by men, and is critical to the progress and effectiveness of any hui.

The ideal Taumata has good speakers with good minds and hearts who help clarify the way forward for the people. The best will work together and can offer love as an antidote to hate, counterpoint wrong with right and challenge lies with truth, all the while stitching and mending any tear in the fabric of the hui.

I tenei ao hurihuri the Taumata need solemn wisdom and a wicked sense of humour, topped with some life experience. So, when the scarcity of men who can man the Taumata came up on Saturday, Te Runanga-a-Iwi o Ngati Kahu delegates talked about the pros and cons of teaching our boys to do it. How to protect them from being gored in the cut and thrust of the task at hand? How to ensure they enjoy their childhood before being asked to take on a man’s work? They talked about the pros and cons of women doing it, with lively recollections of Muriwai Popata who spoke whenever she wished because the only thing she cared about was whether or not the talk was walked. Are today’s women as strong? Are we prepared to take on other traditionally male roles? Will we butcher the beast, collect the kai moana and cook the hangi? Are we prepared to see a man take on our role of kai karanga?

You know, I hate weekend hui because they chew up precious whanau time. So when I do have to sit through one it at least helps when the quality of the korero is as good as what went down last Saturday. Regardless of who we think should be on the Taumata, we all have a right to expect quality from it. We can take a leaf from my forthright karani and sin-bin the wafflers. Or, if we are of gentler persuasion, we should at least take them aside and help them get up to scratch. And if there is a woman or a younger man there who can do a better job, then just do it – please.

Speak that we may all see.

Hei konei. Hei kona.

REDEMPTION SONG

“Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery,
None but ourselves can free our mind.”

In 1979, when Bob Marley sang his iconic number, Redemption Song, he struck a chord in Maori hearts and minds that resonates to this day.

“’Ow long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
Some say it’s just a part of it,
We’ve got to fulfil da book.”

I always think of and play this sing every Easter weekend when, throughout the country, whanau gather from all over the motu to countless rural marae for the uniquely Maori unveiling ceremony known as He Hura Kohatu. 

With a similar programme to the day of burial it allows us to once more publicly share our sorrow, while at the same time releasing us from all future obligations to our whanaunga, other than quiet remembrance. 

In 2007, my whanau was amongst those who gathered for Hura Kohatu.

Death is always sad, but for those of us who have lost loved ones to whakamomori, it can also be really, really destructive. For me it was like a nuclear bomb going off. Years later the fallout continues and so does the hurt in a way that no other death has. 

With respect and tenderness I offer these personal insights to anyone who is being touched right now by suicidal feelings or acts. 

First, hope is the one thing everyone needs to be scripted for. How different things would have been if my brother had found a ‘hope script.’ But here we are, and if we've learned anything from the distress of his suicide it's exactly that. Hope is paramount. 

Second, consider this statement: - "If I start piling weights on your shoulders, you're going to eventually collapse ... no matter how much you want to remain standing. Willpower has nothing to do with it." 

Third, here’s another statement to think about: - “Suicide is not a choice; it happens when pain exceeds resources for coping with pain.” 

You're not a bad person, or crazy, or weak, or flawed, if you feel suicidal. I mean, sure at any given time, you might feel you are any or all of those things. Please believe me, you are not. You simply are having more pain than you can cope with at that time.

BUT (praise God) I am here to also tell you that suicidal feelings can be survived when you find ways to reduce the pain and increase the coping resources.

“But our ‘and was made strong,
By the ‘and of the almighty.
We flowered in this generation,
Tri-umph-ant-ly.”

Help is waiting for you right now. It’s only a phone call or a prayer away.

Taku tuakana, Bo, I will always miss you. But I know that in a way you are closer than ever to the comfort, hope and charity made possible by He who redeemed the world during that first Easter season - our big brother Jesus Christ.  I love you my brother.

“Won’t you ‘elp to sing,
Dese songs of freedom?
‘Cos all I ever ‘ave
Redemption songs.”