And while apathetic Pakeha mightn't offer much resistance to being force-fed Islam, that won't apply to the devoutly Christian Pasifika community. Good luck with that, warriors of Muhammad.
Kireka-Whaanga claims "average, normal, Kiwi New Zealanders" have urged him to take action against the Prime Minister. He's obviously referring to press gallery journalists and political pundits outraged by John Key's ongoing textual relationship with Whale Oil blogger Cameron Slater.
For those on the outside looking in, it's not immediately apparent why Key shouldn't communicate with the guy who was named Best Blogger at this year's Canon Media Awards. Since then, though, Slater's peers and fellow practitioners have had a major rethink. Now, according to a Dominion-Post editorial, Slater is "the most toxic blogger in the land".
Perhaps Slater really does have enough dirt at his disposal to do a Samson in the temple number on Key and the Nats and bring the whole edifice crashing down. But for now the media chatter resembles the babble of Tui: distinctive, repetitive, occasionally hilarious and largely meaningless to anyone or thing that isn't a Tui. And, like Tui, it seems to keep them happy.
Just when you thought it was safe to browse the magazine rack again, they're back. I refer, of course, to Madonna's breasts. After keeping an uncharacteristically low profile recently, they bounced back into the spotlight this week triggering debate over whether we were witnessing brazen attention-seeking unbecoming for a 56-year-old mother of four, or a feminist statement offering validation to middle-aged women everywhere who feel comfortable in their own skin.
If the Rolling Stones can rock on into their 70s, why should Madonna fade away? Then again, if she matches the Stones' longevity, we ain't seen nothing yet. Be afraid.
Meanwhile, white America doggedly persists in its centuries-old mission to civilise its coloured folk. This began with white Americans welcoming them off the boat from Africa, taking them on to their properties and giving them various tasks to fill in the time and ward off homesickness. Typically, the PC brigade wilfully misinterpreted these thoughtful gestures as "slavery". Now police officers in Michigan are taking it upon themselves to get young black men to buck up their ideas and stop slouching around with their hands in their pockets, and a Republican spin doctor has exhorted President Obama's teenage daughters to, well, stop acting like teenagers.
While Elizabeth Lauten advised Sasha and Malia Obama to "try showing a little class", she also addressed the underlying issue which is that most of the problems besetting Afro-American children can be sheeted home to poor parenting. You'd think we could expect better from the first Afro-American couple to occupy the White House but apparently not.
"At least respect the part you play," wrote Lauten in a Facebook post. "Then again, your mother and father don't respect their positions very much, or the nation for that matter, so I'm guessing you're coming up a little short in the 'good role model' department."
I wonder who Lauten's role models are. One could be the narrator of Randy Newman's 1974 song, Rednecks: "We're rednecks, we're rednecks, we don't know our ass from a hole in the ground. We're rednecks, we're rednecks, we're keeping the n*****s down."
