Te Pati Māori's implosion isn't great

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I just read a beautiful piece by about he and his wife’s search for some dogs to join their house, and I felt so much of it - the search, the joy and maybe a part of the heartache that Rob so poignantly relayed.

And it reminded me why politics matter - why it ever mattered - the only reason it ever will.

Through that non-political writing, I saw the beauty of the human heart. A heart of care, responsibility, and ultimately joy.

That matters, and that always will.

I have always felt that politics touches every part of our lives, and yet I also know it’s not responsible for our choices - or all of our outcomes.