Back To The 1950s

A week or so ago David Farrar had a post at Kiwiblog in which he mocked someone for suggesting something or other with the admonition ‘back to the 1950s.’

To which I replied ‘ You weren;t even there so what the hell would you know about the 1950s?’  I went on to point our that NZers were very well off during the 1950s as the cash bonanza from the ‘wool for uniforms’ rolled in.

On reflection, I should have pointed out to him that during the 1950s, most Maori men had the dignity of a job, even if it was on the railways.  Most Maori and Pakeha children had fathers who they could name.

I wonder if the modern day academic Maori activist ever asks his or her grandparents what life was really like during those very good years of the 1950s?

In the predominantly Maori community in which I grew up I recall everyone seemed pretty happy.  Maori loved to take the piss out of each other and out of us Pakeha.  We gave as good as we got.

It seems to me sixty years of creeping socialism has destroyed a once great people.