The shame of being a man has become unbearable

“I’m Sorry.”

By George

I?m picking up sticks and fleeing to Bangladesh. I know a guy with a boat and I have managed to convince him that there is a lucrative living to be made in people smuggling. For a mere ten grand he will take me all the way from here to Bangladesh with one proviso: that I recruit another one hundred like minded sufferers to join me.

So I thought, why not try Whaleoil. It may come as a surprise to some that I’m making a hasty retreat, but I just can’t take it any longer, as New Zealand is a cot case.

I still feel the impacts of colonisation even today, through our entrenched structural racism. I’m not Maori, but I feel Maori, so I feel their pain. Women are still not on an equal footing with men in our society. The shame of being a man is unbearable.

Not only are Maori disadvantaged but Pasifika people, the LGBTQI community, new migrants and the disabled live in a heartless society that I can no longer tolerate.

I just can’t bear the torment of living in such a dysfunctional country. Justice? What justice? The system is broken. Homelessness, child poverty, Golriz Ghahraman, Marama Davidson and worst of all, the failures of capitalism.

There is only so much a human can endure. I’m off. I plan to apply for refugee status on arrival in Bangladesh and if granted, I will join an obscure political party as a heroic refugee survivor and spend the rest of my life condemning those who invited me to thrive in their country.


I feel it is my duty to make the world a better place by spreading wellbeing. They will hear continuously of my endless suffering that led to my flight and be reminded interminably that their country is as dysfunctional as the one I fled.

If you wish to join my heroic pilgrimage, it’s five grand up front, and then another five grand in the unlikely event we arrive in Bangladesh. No passports required.

For those interested, use the code word ?Wellbeing”. Those who can’t afford the fare can apply to the UN for an assisted passage allowance. They fully understand and will be sympathetic to our plight. In the spirit of wellbeing, it must be said:

“Thank you Andrew Little for removing the scales from my eyes. I love you man“.