There's your problem, you talk a load of crap while riding your high horse. EVs are ridiculously expensive.
A family in Otara can no more afford an EV than I can afford a trip to the moon. You are 100% demanding those people wear sackcloth and ashes while driving around in a car you have no trouble affording.
Try taking a look outside your bubble every now and then.
You have no idea of my financial state. I haven't earned much more than minimum wage since 1991 when I was made redundant from Telecoms (thanks National!). I was employed by a software company that went bankrupt owing me thousands (not their fault, the home computer market was chaotic back then). So I opened a computer shop using most of my savings and ran it for 11 years, drawing just enough to live on (my manager was getting a lot more than me!). Then I worked in another shop for 13 years, before that closed and I was without a proper job for over a year. I 'survived' by doing odd jobs including farm work, electronic repairs and building model aircraft.
Finally I got a job with Plant and Food Research building and flying drones for 2~3 days per week during the summer months. Then Covid hit. Luckily I was offered a chance to do casual labor (potting plants etc.) during the level 3 lockdown, and that's what I have been doing since. This work is also very intermittent.
In 2019 I bought a Nissan Leaf 'sight unseen' from a dealer in Auckland for NZ$9990 (~US$6000), and had it shipped down to Hastings. A gas car of similar age and quality would have been about the same money, but would cost a lot more to run.
In 2022 my total income for the year was a little over NZ$12,000. I had to draw $2000 out of my dwindling savings just to pay the bills. Now I am getting the pension and have plenty of money. Over the last two years I have saved up enough to buy another Leaf if mine dies - or perhaps just replace the battery with a second hand one if the rest of the car is still good.
You talk about sackcloth. My father grew up during the Depression, when people were wearing
literal sackcloth because they couldn't afford proper clothing. His father was a tailor so he did 'alright'. At 15 my dad became a shepherd and worked on various farms around the district. In case you didn't know, that was one of the few jobs that had no minimum wage set, so naturally farmers paid as little as they could.
We were dirt poor, living in a rented house on the station with no way to build up a major asset. The only up-side was low living costs from growing our own vegetables (common back in those days) and getting free meat (old ewes) which we had to slaughter and also supply to the other workers.
So don't talk to me about being poor. I have lived it most of my life. There was a period of 10 years when I was earning good money as a telephone exchange technician (a job requiring high intelligence and technical skills, which luckily I had), but it didn't last. I bought the cheapest most run-down house in Hastings because it was all I could afford. I then spent most of my spare time fixing it up. In 2015 I sold it for not much more than the land value (the house itself was valued at just NZ$6000) and bought a small flat - luckily just before prices starting zooming up. At that time I was out of a job.
Four years later I had just enough money to buy a good used car after my 1997 Nissan Sentra gave up the ghost. I bought the Leaf because a. I wanted one in 2011 but couldn't afford $60,000, and b. it would be much cheaper to run. Because someone who
could afford it bought a new one in 2011, a poor person like me was able to afford one in 2019.