Monthly Archives: January 2016

Beat Me Black With Blue

The knives they are out
And there is no doubt
The bigots just want me shut down

Use their unbridled power
From their ivory tower
To persecute degrade & hound

I know what’s right
How to fight the god fight
On the benches, in the streets, under ground

Its a part of our law
That you choose to ignore
Let ACC break legislation I’ve found

It’s unlawful what they do
Beat me black with blue
On their torture wheel going round & round

You don’t like what I say
That I hope & I pray
For the highways of hell you’re all bound


Got some creep giving me shit about eating disorders – reakon it police related

Got some creep ridiculing me saying I can’t have bulimia and be overweight.  Wonder what my doctor, counsellor, psychiatrist and dentist would say about that.  Will keep the comments so when I do get a lawyer can get some action on this sort of bigotry, find out who these people are and hold them to account through the law.  Have them exposed and educated, karma coming their way.

Bet you this low-life ignorant bigot is police related, a few of them seem to have it in for me at the moment.

Does anybody know what a-typical bulimia is?  Also a lot of my weight issues at the moment are lack of moving, freeze response been really bad today, plus my ankle really sore all the time now.  Have wanted to get on my bike but feel frightened and vulnerable out in the local community, so many revolting bigots around.  Sounds like this arsehole is a local, that’s what its like living in red neck regions like Wairarapa (mmm sounds like topic for a poem).

Farewell to Saffy dog, we’ll never forget you

We just scattered Saffy’s ashes at the dog park in Carterton and the end of Jellicoe Street in Greytown where she grew up.  Recited this poem I found in a book I read when I first got her as a puppy, because didn’t know about dogs then – she taught me so much, she loved us so much, she looked out for us and protected us for 14 years.


When God had made the earth and stars
The flowers and the trees
He then made all the animals
And all the birds and bees

And when his work was finished
Not one was quite the same
He said, “I’ll walk this earth of mine
and give each one a name.”

So he travelled land and sea
And everywhere he went
A little creature followed him
Until its strength was spent

When all were named upon the earth
And in the sky and sea
The little creature said. “Dear Lord
there’s not one left for me.”

The Father smiled and softly said.
“I’ve left you till the end,
I’ve turned my own name back to front
and called you dog my friend.”


The Wright Family Foundation of ignorant bigoted rich pigs!

As I am currently blocked from facebook by a sicko who insulted me because I was a poor disabled rape victim I am taking to my other social media.  Nothing else to do – I don’t work and fighting ACC, mental health, WINZ etc for the care and support I am supposed to have under the law every day for years makes you highly suicidal.  Being persecuted for years and abused for your disability to the point you are suicidal and severely dysfunctional isn’t a sign that I am faulty or mentally ill, it is a sign vulnerable poor people in New Zealand are living in inhuman living conditions after 30 years of advancement of rich and austerity against poor.

Am so isolated at the moment I have started watching TV occasionally for company, but it just shows how rich and working people live, there is ABSOLUTELY NOTHING on there that validates my existence.  In fact everything on there, especially advertising and shows about food, house buying and the gross extravagance of antiques etc makes you feel even worse.  Its why most poor people don’t watch TV and have a huge library of movies I am sure.

Today I’m angry about The Wright Family Foundation series of advertisements about families and family strength.  I find them extremely ignorant and further degrading of the poorest people in this hell hole country.  I will continue to make formal complaints about them just so people know they have no relevance whatsoever to poor people.

The one this morning was a man taking his son to the beach to fish.  This man is in a wheelchair which is obviously some attack on disabled people, saying they can be good parents too – YEAH RIGHT.  This man also lived in his own home from the images I saw, it was a nice place, not a revolting small rental (state house or private).  He must have owned a car with capability to get him to the beach to fish.  He had fishing equipment and obviously no mental health issues from what we saw.

Poor people don’t have cars and if they do they are almost always out of registration or warrant, trying to keep your car going costs money that you can’t spend on doing things with your children.  Ask the police why they don’t pull cars over on Xmas day for no rego or warrant?  That’s because poor people use them to get to friends and family and nobody wants to stop that one day a year.  Every other day they live in fear that police will catch them with no warrant or rego and take even more money off them.

Poor people don’t have fishing rods, benefits don’t allow for that, they don’t allow for cars either.  Try living without a car and see how much fear you have, how do you get your children anywhere in an emergency.  I remember not having enough petrol in my car and being very fearful when my girls were teenagers that I wouldn’t be able to pick them up in an emergency if they were out with friends.

Obviously the Wright Foundation wanted to bring disabled people into this and prove they get help, but disabilities aren’t just physical and people like me with life-threatening stress disorders are also disabled.  It is people with mental health issues from either injury (abuse or trauma) or illness that are the most despised, degraded and persecuted in this neo-liberal shit hole.  When you have suffered abuse you don’t want to go out and be around people, people are dangerous and rape you or beat you up – the others who don’t do that hate and despise you for being frightened and poor.  That’s why suicide attempts have increased by 100% in Christchurch since the earthquake.

Also these people who take their kids fishing have obviously been fishing themselves – what if the parent has never been taken fishing themselves and doesn’t know what to do?  Also what about all those abused and poor women parenting alone, what are they supposed to do?  What they do is take their kids for a walk maybe and watch other people fishing with their kids – knowing they can never do that, which makes people feel ostracized and marginalised yet again.

Then there was another Wright Family advert that talked about your kids being happy.  My kids aren’t happy, not because of me but because they have low paid jobs and are being taken advantage of by their scummy employers.  One is forced to work over 50 hours a week for $1 above minimum wage for a café chain, she pays $230 per week in rent (the flat is $460 per week).  She met up with relatives who live on the Gold Coast recently who told her for what she was doing she would get at least $21 per hour in Aussie and her rent would be no more than $120 a week for a really nice place.  So why would she stay in this shit hole.

She did a six month course at Weltech after she left school but couldn’t afford to keep going or run up the massive debt for something she wasn’t even sure would have a job at the end of it – so she quit.  She is intelligent and should be at university but there is no way she can do that as her parents are both poor and can’t afford to support her.  She currently flats with a girl who has wealthy parents and gets propped up by them so she can get her degree.

The other girl is in a job she hates and is too much physically for her, her boss is an evil degrading maggot and doesn’t like her because she refuses to suck up to her.  She has to flat in the city for a week to go to work and the other week stays with her boyfriend 1 1/2 hours away.  She wants to move to the Wairarapa where her boyfriend lives but there are no jobs here, she has applied for several but foreigners with more experience get the jobs she applies for – she knows this because she asks the places she applies to why she didn’t get the job.  Some of the jobs she has applied for and got through to the final group for she has cried and become depressed because she hasn’t got them and is forced to continue with the hell life she is living.

They are both paying of student loans – prior to neo-liberal terrorists taking over New Zealand and taxes to the rich being cut by 30% education was free, now they pay interest on the loans and there is less guarantee of a job than there ever has been.  This puts massive amounts of stress on both my children, stress they don’t deserve and is created by rich and middle class bigots like The Wright Foundation and whoever they have putting on these disgusting advertisements.

So angry, so screwed up, so angry, so disgusted, so ashamed, so angry.

Just discovered The Wright Family Foundation childcentres advertise on the right wing extremist blog of Farrar – Kiwiblog.  What does that tell you.  These people are truly disturbed.

Knockin on Heaven’s Door – poem from the darklands

Sittin here listening to Eric
In my battered old 50s rockin chair
My discman gives it to me just how I like it
Loud and surround in my ear

Off in the distance past the neighbours
The poplars whisper the winds symphony
As spirit blows cross the papa
There’s a storm brewin, sweepin up country

Eric’s started blowing harp in my head
And knockin on the door of the dead
Trying to keep it together, through this killer storm weather
A battle that fills me with dread

The CDs now on Guns N Roses
As the evening air touches my skin
And the cloud’s rolling in from the west
Like a woollen cloak being pulled cross the heavens

Now Axle starts knockin on the door
As only he knows how to do
He sings it, I live it
Trying that door to break through

Oh God when are they gunna listen
Their ears are so closed to our pain
The voice of those traumatised and poor
Writhing in pain, writhing in pain

The light is starting to fade……

Knock knock knockin on heaven’s door
Knock knock knockin on heaven’s door
Knock knock knockin on heaven’s door