Lindsay Perigo
Lindsay Perigo

The Politically Incorrect Show - 03/12/1999

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Good afternoon, Kaya Oraaa & welcome to the Politically Incorrect Show on the free speech network, Radio Pacific, for Friday December 3, proudly sponsored by Neanderton Nicotine Ltd., the show that says bugger the politicians & bureaucrats & all the other bossyboot busybodies who try to run our lives with our money; that stands tall for free enterprise, achievement, profit, & excellence, against the state-worshippers in our midst; that stands above all for the most sacred thing in the universe, the liberty of the human individual.

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We may be sure that this new coalition will eventually die from infighting because there is no honour among thieves. In their first rush of power-lusting hormones, of course, the thieves are displaying great camaraderie right now, as they know they need each other to ensure a constant "fix" for their addiction for the next three years. Thus Dr Cullen is refraining from calling Mr Neanderton "Jim Il-Sung" & Mr Neanderton is refraining from saying that the Labour Party makes him want to commit personal violence. But it will be a deliciously short time before they revert to form. Even before there's any ink to dry, there are signs.

First, Mr Neanderton's muscling in on new Headmistress Helen's territory by saying he wants to hold a National Arts Summit, where presumably he would play Father Christmas with your money to artists of whom he approved. The new Headmistress pretended to ignore that, but I saw the eyebrows twitching upward. Then, Mr Neanderton's revealing statement when insisting that, as Commissar for No Economic Development, he would have lots of clout even though it would be Dr Cullen holding the purse strings. "It's not just Michael's money," said Mr Neanderton, "it's Cabinet's money & the Cabinet is responsible collectively."


Now aside from enjoying the intimations of later fall-out here, I would like to point out to Comrade Neanderton that actually, it's neither his money nor Dr Cullen's money nor Cabinet's money. It's OUR money, Comrade, which a bunch of bullies similar in disposition to you took from us by force on your behalf so that you could give some of it to the irresponsible breeders & bludgers who vote for you. We've had decades of this racket & the best among us are sick of it. With your being in power guaranteed to make it worse, some of the best are leaving the country. Alan Duff is leaving because of you, Comrade Neanderton. A Maori who has tried valiantly to wean his fellow-Maoris off the drug of welfare, to introduce them to the ethic of individual effort & success; who for five years has promoted his own "Books In Homes" scheme & helped lift Maori kids from the slough of illiteracy. He's leaving because of your horrible envy ethic & its associated Tall Poppy Syndrome. You wouldn't care about that, would you Comrade Neanderton? You'd probably agree with a soulmate of yours writing in the Herald yesterday who said "Good riddance to Alan Duff" because he had had the appalling temerity to be successful.

Mr Duff, unfortunately, is in for a rude awakening. Your thieving ilk are everywhere, Comrade Neanderton. As another letter-writer pointed out in yesterday's Herald, "While setting up his film company in Sydney, Mr Duff will no doubt notice that Australia's 48% top marginal tax rate, bank transactions tax, comparatively high tariffs & sales taxes & heaps of government intervention in business are much more characteristic of the left wing than of the Government of the country he left behind. As an expatriate New Zealander I can assure him that he will find the Australian government attitude to be more nannying & paternalistic than he is used to."

Now I too wish Mr Duff would stay here & fight you, Comrade Neanderton. Mr Duff carries a lot more weight than I. But I sure as hell am going to stay here & fight you, Comrade, & I won't rest until your rotten, stinking philosophy of envy has been cast into the sewer where it belongs. And don't get too complacent about my chances, Comrade. We now know there at least six thousand like minds in this country - & that number is growing fast!

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