Maui Musing
Tell me what you done it for
“Don’t know” sez the prisoner.
“We have the 2,000 receipts and the gas payments and surviving plastic cans numbering so far about 800 all traced to your NGO Cultural Heritage.”
“Yes. These are luau expenses for our celebration of the next 2,000 days which are very culturally significant for our people of the Islands.”
“How are these arson tools culturally significant? Why burn Lahaina?”
“Can’t say. Just know from oral tradition what to do and when.”
“Who told you?”
“Kane.”
Joe Friday is perplexed. He feels like he did in Guantanamo and wants to interrogate the wise ass son of the President. The A.G. and other members of the Cabinet watched the interrogation from an undisclosed location. The Vice President was present as Counsel. He had been careful. He did not over step. He smiled and said in a very soothing voice “I completely understand your following to the letter what Kane said. “ He ruffled through the file. “I don’t seem to find his exact relationship to the NGO or why you are asked to follow instructions to the letter.” Glancing at the V.P. who was in a daze tapping her fingers to an ear worm and then at the Fortunate Son he waited for an answer. The Son smiled broadly, tapped the V.P. on the shoulder, stood up, waved at the CCTV camera and left.
The obvious presents for the curious. Digital dystopia and profit.
We prefer to not consider these can be tertiary gains. Supposed other gains are higher ranking than mere real estate development for pedophiles and international criminals. A large burning might have Occult significance and power. Perhaps a metaphysical connection with atom bombing Japan after Japan was duly manipulated into attacking Hawaii.
Or maybe the international financial system is briefly stabilized by catastrophe as the US government pumps Ukraine level wealth into Redevelopment on Maui for a major port and Manhattan high rises.
Evil is mounting higher.
No limits on lust for grabbing as many marbles as can be grabbed in the game. And the game is infinite GO. Territory is only held briefly. Opponents return in new form.
Maui was a multivalent symbolic assault on the human Psyche and l can only pray it was the step into the abyss for a nexus of evil that controls today after hundreds of years of effort considerable power over nations but not total control. An egregore, or egregor, is a metaphysical term for a sort of group consciousness, like a zeitgeist or an archetype. It derives from the Hebrew word for "angel" and also for "city", and it has enjoyed many misadventures on its way to English. Like a servitor entity, an egregore is created—whether intentionally or otherwise—by people. But unlike a servitor, an egregore is shared by more than one person, and its power increases as it is invoked. In our time this entity is like poor Osiris and is compartmentalized like a communist cell and only Isis Gaia who is of course Mother Mary and Asherah can heal the wounds. Evidently human organizations seek the Goddess and believe one million left living is her desire.
The notion of «resort» and «vacation» is a powerful egregor. Not limited to so-called capitalism.
The very idea of toiling for eleven months to «earn» a right to get packed into a can (plane/ship) and go to a place of warm beer, sweaty women and loud pop music, just to suffer some more... incredibly stupid but incredibly powerful.
It seems to be under attack though. «You won't go to Hawaii, and you'll be happy». Who said Schwabsters can't accidentally get something right?
Steigel, here's a local explaining the old Lahaina, before it became a Rodeo-Drive ( my mind, santa-monica, & santa-fe )
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Protest on Maui
How do we actually make change? For over a hundred years Maui locals have had their wai taken from them by large American corporations. Even in the present day, companies like Alexander and Baldwin, literally one of the Big Five companies that stole Hawai'i from the Hawaiian people, continue to divert water for development. We've just moved from having our wai stolen from us by plantations, to having it stolen by golf courses, hotels, and resorts instead. It drives me absolutely crazy. When I walk through Wailea or Ka'anapali, I see green everywhere. Fresh water everywhere. When I worked in Lahaina, the town was always dry as a bone. It was once covered in fresh water streams, springs, and lo'i patches. You could paddle your boat all the way to Waiola Church. All of this water, had we been able to keep it, would have not only helped sustain our community in a non-exploitative way, but also would have protected us against fires. Nowadays, sacred springs like Mokuhinia have been paved over, and the mo'o that protects it wanders around the burnt out wreck of Lahaina with an air of "I told you so." We need our water back. I honestly feel unsafe living on a Maui this dry. Winds like this will come again, and when that happens, who's to say towns like Makawao, or Kihei, or Pa'ia won't go the same way Lahaina has gone. Taking this wai has become more than just a way to extinguish Hawaiian life ways and destroy Hawaiian ecosystems. It's literally endangering our lives, and all for golf, and the relaxation of visitors at this point. I'm just so tired of it. I want the waters returned to Lahaina and the rest of Maui. I want the rebuild to be for Kanaka and Kama'aina, not for rich mainlanders. To me, that means building a Lahaina that's lush and green with its streams rediverted. I know it's possible too. Community activists in Ke'anae fought for decades to have their streams rediverted, and eventually succeeded, creating one of the only spots on the island where you can be surrounded by taro fields. We need to do something! If I wanted to protest on Maui for the redirection of streams, who would come with me? We need to gather enough people at the county seat in Wailuku that we can't be ignored.