I’ll try and make it as clear as I can. I hold modern day politicians in utter contempt, and one of those I dislike most of all is the blue, green and red National Party member Nick Smith. So I am deeply insulted to see this contemptible charlatan uttering the most condescending and patronising warnings to me concerning the use of fireworks.
Smith is the disgusting hypocrite who while in opposition railed against the climate change scam, and when elected to power, introduced NZ’s carbon tax, that he calls a trading scheme and is really just the worst kind of fraudulent legislation.
Smith has legislatively misappropriated large sums of money from NZ’s real taxpayers, and runs around the countryside doling that money out to his personal favourites, mostly organisations pandering to propaganda driven ecological fears, and who receive these “grants” from Smith who then busily writes press releases telling us all how good he is for indulging in these disgusting acts of cronyism and theft.
When the National Party so often betrays the principles it was founded upon, most notably “to oppose interference by the State in business, and State control of industry” Smith is often found at the lead of this betrayal. He is a charlatan and a fraud and like so many of the National Party, far more ideologically suited to the Labour Party, where he could steal from taxpayers, and indulge in cronyism, and buy votes, and pick favourites, and all without having to worry about breaching the party’s charter.
For all that is the Labour Party mission, and Smith would therefore be right at home with the comrades and socialists of the red party.
It says so much about the weakness and cowardice of National, and Smith most of all, that the only way they can gain power is to present themselves as a “better” version of the Labour party.
So to see this contemptible fraud issuing his patronising instructions and warnings to people who are so much better than he is something that caused considerable anger. I try not to swear on this blog, but I’m finding that constraint harder to live by, as the political state with its poking and prying and instructing and stealing and its assaults on our freedoms grows worse with every passing day. From the NZ Herald–
“I particularly want to encourage people to attend professional public displays that carry the least risk. If people are using fireworks at home I urge them to follow instructions carefully, always have a bucket of water close at hand, make sure children are supervised and keep pets inside,” he said.”The Government will be monitoring this year’s Guy Fawkes and incidents, and noticeable increase in harm and irresponsible behaviour will result in regulations being further tightened, said Mr Smith.”
Go and fuck yourself Smith you odious contemptible petty tyrant, you fraud and humbug, you faker and parasite and liar and charlatan. You coward and thief. Who the hell are you to be telling the good people of NZ how to enjoy themselves, and to be making cowardly threats about how you will “punish” them for perceived transgressions of your self aggrandising edicts? You lowlife piece of statist excrement.
Surely the odious Smith is the most impressive piece of evidence out there to support Donald Boudreaux’s thesis that –
“People who seek political power are, with exceptions too rare to matter, never to be trusted; at best, such people are vain and officious busybodies. People who actually achieve political power are to be trusted even less than those who seek it without success; winning elections requires a measure of deceitfulness and Machiavellian immorality that no decent person comes close to possessing.”
Enjoy your fireworks. Keep creeps like Nick Smith far from your minds on the night, except for perhaps in reflecting that perhaps Guy Fawkes had it right when he sought to explode parliament house and blow its occupants into oblivion.
Boy oh boy oh boy oh boy, with so many corrupt and self promoting frauds like Smith in the house, and bringing that institution to perhaps the lowest point in our country’s history, do we ever need that man Guy Fawkes today, (and of course, with a far greater measure of success than he attained way back in 1605.)