Generation Ruthanasia

Many Kiwis were shocked by a video circulating this week depicting a mass brawl at Te Aro Park in Wellington. The scene made it appear like public violence is now just part of everyday life in New Zealand. The nihilism reflects the rotten state of our economy – a rot that began with the Fourth Labour Government’s introduction of neoliberalism.

Neoliberalism came to New Zealand under the friendly name ‘Rogernomics‘. The Fourth Labour Government, following the trends established by Ronald Reagan and Margaret Thatcher overseas, adopted a number of neoliberal measures that would supposedly increase New Zealand’s economic performance. To some extent, they did. The real suffering didn’t begin until after Labour’s 1990 election defeat.

The Finance Minister of the Fourth National Government, Ruth Richardson, took the scythe to New Zealand’s poor with the 1991 Budget. The combination of the $14/week cut to the unemployment benefit, the $27/week cut to the sickness benefit, the $25 to $27/week cut to the families benefit and the abolition of universal payments for family benefits was a kick in the guts to those already at the bottom of society.

The act was dubbed ‘Ruthanasia’. In the same way that a useless old person is put to death with euthanasia, the useless lower classes were put to death with Ruthanasia. The narrative from the media was that beneficiaries were lazy, thieving scum anyway, and cutting their benefits should motivate them to get off their arses and into work. If not, they could die, it would be just as good.

The measures were particularly brutal to solo mothers, who found themselves $40/week or more worse off. The idea was that solo mothers were society’s filth, and in breeding outside of a stable marriage they were responsible for all of society’s ills, and needed to be punished for it. Their children were surplus to economic requirements, and therefore should be made to understand that they were not needed or wanted.

To a major extent, this strategy succeeded. Today, New Zealand’s youth suicide rates are the second-highest in the developed world. Every year, 14.9 out of every 100,000 Kiwi adolescents decide permanently that their life isn’t worth living. The vast majority of those are from the poorer classes. This is a direct consequence of the fact that the abuse and neglect of New Zealand’s poor was normalised by Ruthanasia.

However, the children that Ruth Richardson threw to the wolves in 1991 mostly survived.

Some are now the ironhearted gang leaders who hold the loyalties of other violent young men. Winning the favour of such hard men may have been the reason for the fight in the video link in the first paragraph. Such mindless aggression might sound barbaric, but that’s the reality for young men in Clown World.

The children born into beneficiary families between 1980 and 1995 are now Generation Ruthanasia. Many of these children killed themselves as adolescents. Many more turned their hatred outwards and mutilated others. Too many of them are missing some of the part of the mind that allows humans to feel empathy with other living beings.

This absence of empathy is an inevitable consequence of the way they themselves were treated – as before, so after. Yet therein lies a great danger for New Zealand society over the next couple of decades.

Generation Ruthanasia might be outnumbered by people who were raised well, but they are still numerous enough to have a significant influence upon the nature of our society and upon the minds and the values of the following generations. It is their nihilistic cynicism that one sees expressed in the gang brawls at Te Aro Park this week, and in other places.

The now-adult men of Generation Ruthanasia don’t know how to love, neither themselves nor others. The loving parts of the mind and heart have long since been closed off for only bringing sorrow. But these men are already old enough so that the next generation looks up to them. As such, there’s a risk that their absence of empathy becomes normalised.

The natural, logical realisation that went through the minds of Generation Ruthanasia as children is that human life is without value. If children are worth so little that it’s fair to withhold money from their parents so that those children can’t eat, then what does have value? Certainly not this society. This logic is why the savagery of the gang lifestyle is no longer enough to scare everyone away.

This way of thinking is not dissimilar from that of the generations raised in places like inner-city America and Brazil – and that’s what New Zealand is now on track to become like, if the process of social decay is not arrested. But solving the problems posed by this cohort of severely mentally and spiritually damaged people will take decades.

The least part of any effective solution will be a massive financial investment – one large enough to reset the mental health situation. A universal basic income, to give people time to mentally recover, might be necessary here. Any government refusing to consider such measures would do well to bear in mind Machiavelli’s maxim that “If an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared.”

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Reflections On 30 Years As A Black Caps Supporter

I’ve been supporting the Black Caps since they were known as the Young Guns. My first memory was being told to watch an ODI against Australia in Adelaide, as the tour was expected to be the swansong of our greatest ever cricketer, Sir Richard Hadlee. But watching cricket didn’t interest me until I learned to play it at school, and understood what it was about.

The first match I ever really followed was by fluke: the ODI against Australia in Hobart, 1990. I happened to be alone in a room with a television and that was the most interesting show on the three channels. The drama of the match captivated me. I realised that Chris Pringle was like me, only greater. Like many who saw that match, I started wearing zinc sunblock.

The first series I really enjoyed was the England tour to here in 1990/91. The second ODI taught me to enjoy cricket from a moral angle. England were chasing, and seven wickets down but looking good for a win, when their No. 9 – Martin Bicknell – was run out by a metre but not given. In the age before television umpires, such outrages were common. That New Zealand went on to win seemed righteous, as if the cricketing gods understood justice.

The 1992 World Cup got me hooked. The opening match, against the defending champion Australian team, was fascinating. The hurry to beat Zimbabwe before rain stopped play, Mark Greatbatch slamming Curtly Ambrose over cover for six and the easy win over nemesis England were also highlights. It seemed then that our time would soon come, and we would soon be world champions somehow.

It was tough to be a Black Caps supporter in the years after that. The Centennial Season of 1995 was launched with much fanfare, but the results on the field were brutal. Getting bowled out for 146 in a home ODI against the West Indies, then losing by nine wickets, seemed like a low point at the time. Worse followed a few weeks later – losing by an innings and 322 runs, again at home to the West Indies.

The kids joking at school were just as brutal. Murphy Su’a took 0-179 in the Test loss – the joke was that “Su’a bowled like a sewer: he sprayed shit everywhere”. Sometimes it felt that I personally could have improved the side. These feelings were especially strong after I stopped trying to bowl like Wasim Akram and started trying to bowl like Glenn McGrath.

At high school I was told that Test match cricket was always going to be a bridge too far for New Zealand. Unlike ODI cricket, Test cricket required specialists, which required depth, which required a big population. Aussie managed it by having a population five times ours for who cricket was the No. 1 sport. New Zealand cricket, I was told, would always be populated by athletes who couldn’t cut it in rugby. As such, we would get the odd ODI win against the bigger teams but would never be a legitimate Test cricket force.

By the turn of the century I had observed that the team was making a transition from talented amateurs to actual professionals. This had begun under Australian coach Steve Rixon. He had inherited a team considered by many to be “the laughing stock of New Zealand sport“. His efforts to bring the Black Caps into the modern day resulted in a good showing at the 1999 World Cup, as well as beating England in a Test series in England.

Shane Bond gave us an idea of what a fully professional side might look like. On several occasions, he more or less won the game by himself, such as the ten-wicket ODI win against Australia in 2007. Bond wasn’t just some jock who happened to be good at cricket – he had a fully professional mind that he happened to apply to fast bowling. He had a plan for every batsman and executed it with extreme speed and precision.

Apart from Bond and a few others, the Black Caps remained frustratingly mediocre through the first decade of the 2000s. Rixon may have professionalised the national coaching setup, but the players coming through were still mostly the products of an amateur mindset.

The arrival of Ross Taylor changed a lot. Taylor was the first player to be professional right down to the soul. More than anyone else before him, it seemed like Taylor really cared about the team as a team. Losses were borne with more sorrow than before; wins were savoured with more appreciation than before. This emotional investment resulted in a change of attitude.

The 2011 World Cup semifinal win reflected this spiritual change, in particular the freak occurence of Hashim Amla being dismissed after chopping a cut onto his own boot, which then popped up and was caught. The Black Caps went on to do what they often did in those years: post a low total, yet manage to strangle the opposition out for less. It felt like this heralded the beginning of true self-belief.

People talk about the 45 all out in Cape Town in 2013 as if it was merely another milestone in an established tradition of crapness. From my perspective, it was an aberration in an established trend of improvement. McCullum’s captaincy had brought with it a change of mindset, seen already in the drawn Sri Lanka series. The Cape Town debacle was just a roadbump.

The tour of the United Arab Emirates in 2014 (to play Pakistan) was the first series, in my estimation, to hint at what a fully professional side might look like. The difference could be seen in the pressure exerted. Opposition batsmen were no longer able to simply wait for the bad ball. It was during this tour that I became a Matt Henry fan, which paid handsome returns in coming years.

Henry’s example was a microcosm of wider systemic changes. For the first time, Black Caps bowlers were good from when they joined the team. Lockie Ferguson and Kyle Jamieson were further examples of this phenomenon.

From 2015 onwards it has been a great time to be a Black Caps fan. We seem to get the best out of all players. Even when Henry Nicholls was playing scratchy innings at No. 5, I knew he would come good, as I wrote about here. Nicholls has gone on to average 50 with the bat in Tests since the start of March 2018, when that article was written.

Faith in the Black Caps rarely paid off in the mid-90s, but pays off readily now. The Black Caps under Williamson are about as good as the All Blacks under Richie McCaw when it comes to turning losing positions into winning ones. Even when they lose, it seldom feels like they played poorly.

The 2019 World Cup failure brought back those nagging doubts about New Zealand being too small to ever produce a champion team. It wasn’t that the team wasn’t currently good enough – I knew they were – it was that the coincidence of so many good players seemed like our golden generation, something that may never be replicated.

The World Test Championship final was, therefore, the highlight of my 30 years as a Black Caps fan. I watched almost every ball, drinking so much coffee to stay awake on the final day that I was sick the next. Never in 30 years has a Black Caps Test side displayed such sustained and excellent bowling. The batting was almost as good.

I expect this current golden age to last as long as Kane Williamson is the captain. The hope will be that this Black Caps generation compares well historically, but not to other Black Caps sides, for those have all long since been surpassed. The comparison will be to Clive Lloyd’s West Indies and Ricky Ponting’s Australia as one of the greatest Test sides ever.

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The Three Worst Historical Crimes Of The New Zealand Government

The New Zealand Government is fairly benign as far as governments go. Despite that, the nature of government is to act as a force that commits crimes against the people it rules. Government officials often calculate that they must do so out of a duty to maintain order. This essay discusses the three worst atrocities the New Zealand Government has ever committed.

The third worst atrocity is waging a War on Drugs against the New Zealand people.

In doing so, the New Zealand Government unmistakably revealed a tyrannical mindset. It declared that the mind of every individual New Zealander belongs to the Government, and this Government has the right to decide what goes in those minds. The Government claimed the right to program those minds to best serve it, and it claimed the right to prevent those minds from deprogramming themselves.

The Sixth Labour Government has upheld this commitment to crushing cognitive liberty. Despite holding an absolute majority of Parliamentary seats, they appear content to keep destroying New Zealanders who use cannabis. A recent case in the Dunedin District Court saw a cannabis grower sentenced to a longer prison term than what other men get for killing people or for raping their own stepdaughter over several years.

Their excuse for doing so is respecting the will of the recent cannabis referendum. But in acceding to the No voters, they respect their awful reasons for voting that way. Dan McGlashan showed that the vast majority of No voters were poorly educated, and these people followed the propaganda and not the science. Many other No voters had stated that they voted the way they did because they hated cannabis users. It’s a crime for the New Zealand Government to respect such malicious sentiments.

The second worst atrocity is forcing mass Third World immigration on the New Zealand people.

After sacrificing themselves by the thousands in World War II, the returned servicemen of New Zealand expected that their Government would take care of them. Instead, the globalist victors of that conflict opened the borders of New Zealand to cheap Third World immigration. Anyone who objected was called a racist and said to be on Hitler’s side.

After seventy years of globalist immigration policy, New Zealand wages have collapsed so far that it’s all but impossible for a simple labourer to own a home to raise a family in. In 1992, it was possible to buy the average New Zealand home with the equivalent of 7,000 hours of labour at the average wage. By 2020, this ratio has become over 21,000 hours of labour to own the average house.

The mass importation of Third World cheap labour constitutes an atrocity for the destructive effect it has had on the ability of the New Zealand working class to lead decent lives. Even worse is the now constant threat of violence, property and sex crimes that New Zealand’s working class have to live with on account of sharing neighbourhood space with Third World imports who hate them.

The single worst atrocity ever committed by the New Zealand Government was the conscription of New Zealand men into military service during World War One.

The War on Drugs may have destroyed thousands of families and pushed many to suicide, and the mass importation of cheap labour may have wrecked communities all over the country and pushed many families into wage and rent slavery, but both evils pale in comparison to forcing unwilling Kiwi men to fight in a war that did not concern them.

Over 32,000 New Zealand men were conscripted into the abattoir of the Great War – some 3% of the national population at the time. Assuming a death rate roughly equal to that of the volunteer soldiers, around 3,000 of these conscripts would have lost their lives. To force men to kill and die in this manner, against their wills, is the worst atrocity the New Zealand Government has ever committed.

The great military strategist Basil Henry Liddell Hart, writing in Why Don’t We Learn From History?, ranked conscription as one of the worst evils of history. Not only did it make war more likely, as he realised in the aftermath of World War One, but it also led to widespread moral degeneration on account of normalising the use of force to compel people to act against their wills.

Many families are still suffering from the effects of World War One today. The Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder incurred from being conscripted into a senseless slaughter, and made to kill other working-class people, was never healed. New Zealand’s appalling rates of child abuse can be directly traced back to the normalisation of cruelty and violence during World Wars One and Two.

At Gallipoli, Passchendaele, El Alamein and Monte Cassino we learned that cruelty and violence was how one exerts one’s will in this world. Unfortunately, we didn’t fully unlearn this lesson and heal. This is why child abuse rates in Sweden and Switzerland, who did not participate in these wars, are a fraction of what they are in New Zealand.

Most of this unhealed trauma was passed down to the Silent and Boomer generations, who then manifested it as anxiety, depression and a relaxed attitude to child abuse. These mental illnesses are less present in Generation X and the Millennials, but they still exist – a testament to the magnitude of the initial damage.

The New Zealand Government has never apologised for any of these crimes, and probably never will, because all of these abuses show the New Zealand people who the boss is. They stand as the three worst historical atrocities ever committed by the New Zealand Government.

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VJMP Anzac Day Address 2021: A Radical Proposal For The Future Of Anzac Civilisation

The future of Western Civilisation is starting to look grim. It appears as if we are transitioning into tyranny – as Plato and Aristotle warned was the inevitable fate of democracies. This proposal suggests that the Anzac Empire intentionally position itself as the last bastion of free civilisation, in stated opposition to globalist tyranny.

The cancer of identity politics has destroyed both America and Europe. No-one knows who they are anymore. No-one can agree on anything anymore. The resulting confusion has led to a permanent state of low-level civil war. Aristotle explained in Politics how this state inevitably leads to the rise of a dictator, as people realise that only a ruthless strongman can get anything done.

This cancer has also infected Anzac civilisation. Over recent decades, a concerted effort has been made to erase our culture and to create a division between the white settlers and the natives. Today’s mainstream media pushes a narrative of white Anzacs battling for supremacy against the natives, as if any victory for one side inevitably meant a defeat for the other.

However, the low population of Anzacistan means that the emotional pressure of this cancer is weak. In the same way that the low population of revolutionary America allowed it to make rapid ideological changes that took it on a greatly different path to Europe, so too can we make rapid ideological changes that take us on a greatly different path to the rest of the West.

Americans have been enslaved by a power structure that has deliberately pit them against an implacable African minority. Europeans have, likewise, been enslaved by a power structure that has deliberately pit them against an implacable Muslim minority. It is apparent that this globalist power structure has a similar plan to divide and conquer Anzac civilisation.

That is, unless we organise to stop them.

It’s time for a revolutionary vanguard of Anzac nationalists to stand up and take control of the direction of our civilisation. In doing so, we must explicitly reject the neoliberal totalitarianism that has befallen the West over the past four decades. We must explicitly reject the debt slavery, the open borders, the soulless consumerism and the struggle sessions. We must plot a new course through this new century.

This proposal is for the Anzac people to recognise:

1 – That the current order of the world is disintegrating;

2 – That this disintegration will cause immense suffering to those peoples of the world who rely on good order to provide a decent upbringing for their children;

3 – That the most effective way for those people to avoid this suffering is to reassemble in the Southeastern corner of the world and bring a new political order into being.

The great waves of colonisation, from Europe and elsewhere to the New World, primarily attracted a certain type of person. The landed gentry and the peasantry mostly stayed behind, unwilling or unable to change their environment. Those who did make the move were mostly those from the rising middle classes. This is why people from the New World today are more masculine than their Old World counterparts.

People from the New World, in comparison to people from the Old, are extraverted, adventurous, assertive, dynamic and determined. These are the kind of people who build new countries. They are the same ones who built Australia and New Zealand, and we can enlist them to build an Anzac Empire.

This Anzac Empire could rise by intentionally attracting 100 million or so of the most creative, ambitious and tenacious people from America and Europe as they collapse into brazilianised cesspits over the next 80 years. In doing so, we would chiefly appeal to the young and educated people who are currently getting strangled by their moribund home economies and suicidal popular cultures.

This proposal would make the lands of Anzac into one great citadel of civilisation, where the valued learnings of the past can be preserved as the rest of world disintegrates into chaos. By attracting the most intelligent people from the formerly wealthy parts of the world, we will ensure a rise akin to that of America during the 19th and 20th Centuries.

In 1860, the population of America was just over 30 million, roughly the same as that of the Anzac Empire today. A century later, the American population was 180 million and the nation was established as the most powerful military, economic, scientific and cultural force since the Roman Empire.

The Anzac Empire could undergo a similar transformation – from middle power to world’s leading nation – over the next century. All we would have to do is maintain (or, even better, improve) the genetic and cultural infrastructure of these lands by encouraging immigration from high-IQ cultures that look after their children, and discouraging immigration from low-IQ cultures that don’t look after their children.

First of all, we need to clear the current crop of scum out of our ruling institutions. This will require that our revolutionary vanguard swear never to work with, accommodate or appease any globalist or authoritarian elements. Any and all such elements must be forever excluded, because their presence will prevent the rest of us from introducing a fair set of laws that suit our genetic and cultural temperament.

One of the laws of this new empire must be that anyone promoting the mass importation of cheap labour, or immigration from r-selected countries, is sentenced to death. Anyone championing mass immigration for the sake of pumping up house prices must die so that the Anzac people – and the world – may live.

Other laws can follow the Sevenfold Conception of Inherent Human Rights.

This radical proposal for the future of Anzac civilisation is that the K-selected and noble people of the world fall back to our Southeastern corner, so as to best outlive the deluge of chaos and misery that the ongoing population explosion of the r-selected is inflicting upon the rest of Planet Earth. Let the Anzac Empire become an eternal citadel of all that is valuable in the world, the worthy heir to the Greco-Roman-Anglo culture that preceded us.

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