Last week, the Media Council responded to some complaints made against RNZ by two readers about their characterisation of me as "far-right". The final ruling was rather predictable, but it clears up a few things.
Through millennia of pestilence, war, persecution, and the worst possible disasters and suffering imaginable, the church militant stood like a rock in the social landscape: essential and open, conducting the weekly public worship of God.
Andrew Little described them as "sick" and "extreme", Jacinda said it was not a legitimate way to express your views, and David Seymour described it as "odious". What is it that shocked these politicians into issuing condemnation?
One of my friends and moderator on Right Minds, Matthew McCluskey, received a visit from the friendly local neighbourhood cops on Saturday night at 9pm. He was cleaning his Smith & Wesson M&P22 when the doorbell rang.
During question time in parliament yesterday, David Seymour opened up with an intriguing question to Stuart Nash, the Minister of Police. This led to an exchange that revealed something rather baffling.
SB's recent article on The BFD, Our Country is New Zealand NOT Aotearoa , included a tweet that stated that "if you are speaking English then speak English." That statement brought an old article to my mind.
When I first saw the New Conservative launch in 2018, I panned the idea. The "new conservatives are just as boring as the old" was my response. I didn't expect to hear from them again, but then something unexpected happened.
A friend of mine made a complaint to the BSA about Newshub’s first ever “Because It Matters” show about the dangerous “far-right”, because Patrick Gower's conclusions were not backed up with any evidence.
Next to my bed lies a stack of books, the one on top right now is "The Meaning of Conservatism" by the late Sir Roger Scruton. For Sir Scruton, conservatism was not merely about politics, but rather about love and beauty.
On Thursday evening, I was just finishing up dinner with my two oldest kids. My wife was feeling unwell and feeding our four-week old baby in bed. I had just gotten the icecream out for the kids when the doorbell rang.