Over the last week, it has come to light that at least two, and probably more, people have died partly as a result of cold, damp Housing New Zealand houses. It’s pretty shocking that it’s happening in a country with the resources to prevent that. We’re not a third-world country! We can and should do better.
Our housing minister doesn’t think so, though. His response, when questioned on the issue?
People dying in winter of pneumonia and other illnesses is not new.
How can he be so callous? It’s true that people have been dying of preventable cold-related illnesses right through the history of human existence, but that is not the point. The point is, we have the capacity to help, to prevent these occurrences – they are called preventable diseases for a reason – and we just aren’t.
Who are we if we take the minister’s stance? We are cold, we are heartless, and we are not fit to run a country. Especially not one that is supposed to support those down on their luck. Leaving them to die in the cold is reprehensible.
A couple of nights ago here it was cold, about 5 degrees. I needed many blankets to stay warm enough to sleep – I couldn’t sleep through the cold. I thought of all the kids with not enough blankets – poor people aren’t usually investing what money they have in lovely thick warm blankets – and not enough money to turn the heater on. They’re not sleeping well. What blankets they have are damp from their dreadful housing. There’s no hope of drying them in the sun in the depths of winter. It’s bleak.
We. Can. Do. Better. We’re not spending the full amount allocated for HNZ maintenance. 60%, Bill English boasts, is being spent, like this cost saving is a good thing instead of something that is literally killing New Zealanders. We’re spending on flag referendums, on subsidies to conference centres, on things that Don’t Matter. How about we spend on something that does matter – spend the money that’s already budgeted for it. It’s not a hard concept.