A town trifles over the inclusion of a letter into it's name as if the world will tilt off it's axis as a result of it. Yet historical statues surround the town, bleakly telling of a time when the world did change -for the worse- for the then locals. Their resistance to the foreign scourge was whitewashed onto the masonry as "fanaticism and barbarianism."
That these monuments still stand is a sign of some kind of bruised hospitality by a resilient people and SO if these reflections of a rich and treacherous founding of the town are deemed necessary in spelling the heritage then the least decency the original folk deserve to at least hint at their own historical presence, is to spell the things they named the way they want and think they should spelled!
It ain't rocket science, it won't upset the balance of power and it won't feed the children, but it will add another texture to the cultural patina,
And on the shores where the sea meets the frontier and pakeha meet Maori, sometimes for the first time, the Rev's ever keen socialogical eye has zeroed into the epicentre of a storm in a latte bowl dressed up as impending doom.
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A town trifles over the inclusion of a letter into it's name as if the world will tilt off it's axis as a result of it. Yet historical statues surround the town, bleakly telling of a time when the world did change -for the worse- for the then locals. Their resistance to the foreign scourge was whitewashed onto the masonry as "fanaticism and barbarianism."
That these monuments still stand is a sign of some kind of bruised hospitality by a resilient people and SO if these reflections of a rich and treacherous founding of the town are deemed necessary in spelling the heritage then the least decency the original folk deserve to at least hint at their own historical presence, is to spell the things they named the way they want and think they should spelled!
It ain't rocket science, it won't upset the balance of power and it won't feed the children, but it will add another texture to the cultural patina,
And on the shores where the sea meets the frontier and pakeha meet Maori, sometimes for the first time, the Rev's ever keen socialogical eye has zeroed into the epicentre of a storm in a latte bowl dressed up as impending doom.
¡All hail the Reverend!
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