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The farce our race relations bureaucrats should be focussed on

Another wild week in the news business. Berserk weather, berserk politics and our esteemed royal family's bad boy clocks up more notoriety.

How dare the poms think their Mike Tindall and Prince Harry are the rascals of royalty? Ours is badder. They're choir boys compared to our own Kiwi royalty, the Maori King's son and one of the heirs to the throne, Korotangi Paki.



Not only can our prince rip people off and drive intoxicated, but he can admit it, then get off it! Now that's showing some right royal cunning. Yous da man.

While Tindall's greatest feats are grabbing the odd pash and Harry's exploits involve one too many shandies in a hot tub; they don't even make stage one of royal bad boy status unless they've pulled off a couple of burgs and drunken hooning.

I bet the people behind the ‘ghost chips' commercials are really pleased that after all their millions spent campaigning to get young drunks off the road, Prince Paki has rocked in as a new role model for potential young troublemakers in that demographic.

Good old Tuku Morgan, former Minister of Mis-Aligned Underwear, confirmed racism and elitism are alive and thriving in New Zealand, telling the Herald outside court the judge's decision had been 'a victory for Maori and recognition of their unique culture”.

"The judge has recognised a very important and compelling cultural difference; that he is entwined in a succession process that one day will give rise to a new head of the kingdom, and his opportunity should not be in any way shape or form minimised or compromised."

Public outrage

Oh, I see now, Tuku. It seems some people are above the law. We see where the rest of the population stands and we can't wait to see this future head of the kingdom apply his ethics and values to his potential leadership role.

Dover Samuels was quick and damning of the whole charade, as were a few other Maori leaders. Good on them.

Meanwhile, this graphic has been circulating social media groups. I suspect the last photo should be credited to Peter Drury of the Herald, but we're stealing it anyway, since such behaviour seems to be sanctioned now.

Our illustrious Race Relations Commissioner has been strangely quiet on the Prince Paki issue.

Could it be condoned by her office? Or are they all too busy niggling at the rest of us, to really take a meaningful stand against this nonsense?

Most likely, judging from the huge amount of response we've had to last week's rant about macrons and potty mouth language.

Howls of protest

We've a page of letters, just some of the many received this week, complaining of Dame Susan's response. But nothing compared to the landslide of emails on the subject, every one of them slamming the commissioner's stance.

Many are not publishable. If you thought Rogers sailed close to the wind with language, it's nothing compared to some of the choice words you readers are hurling around on this!

Thanks for the mail. We'll run some of the softer messages on SunLive:

http://www.sunlive.co.nz/news/4_28_letters-to-the-editor.html

Many of you have been quick to remind us that Susan's appointment last year to the position was widely criticised at the time.

There was suspicion amongst the villagers, many who questioned her qualifications for such a role and also, considering her outspoken views on the Treaty of Waitangi, concluded it was a National Government sham appointment.

And while she did initially seem to be better-suited than Boris de Bres, even Barney the Dinosaur would have appeared an improvement over that guy.

You have to wonder if this position achieves anything at all. While the Dame's too busy taking petty pot-shots at media commentators she's seemingly oblivious to the rift the country is in, especially with the uproar over blatant racism and favouritism in the Paki case.

As mentioned last week, Dick was the name of my Dad's cat.

Now Dad has always been a keen photographer and he reminded me this week that Dick was no ordinary cat.

In fact, a black and white photograph Dad took and developed in his home darkroom back in the early 1960s, was entered in the Waikato Winter Show. The photo won second place and Dad rightly points out the cat therefore is actually a Prize Dick. He reckons the cat should have won first prize, but it only has one ball.


brian@thesun.co.nz