Your Views for December 12
Fix ’em, please
Hello? Hello? Hello, Mayor Billy Kenoi!? The roads in Hilo town are so BAD and so shameful for tourists and visitors to drive on — not to mention us poor people who drive them daily.
Repaving the entry way (Puna side) to Hilo is so ridiculous, because it didn’t need it at this point. Money-favors to road companies (contractors) is what we see.
Fix our town roads. Do what’s right, and pave Kinoole, Kilauea, Waianuenue (especially by the hospital way), Komohana by Sunrise Ridge, Haili Street, and on and on. Pay attention, and do what the people want.
Caucasians to blame
On Thursday, Nov. 22, the Honolulu Star-Advertiser printed a letter from someone named Jere Krischel of Los Angeles who appeared to have difficulty in noticing the subtle difference between ancestry, nationality and race, so once again that issue is included in the rhetoric of the self-righteous.
The primary purpose of political misdirection lies in ignoring and denying recognition of those who seek justice through the legal forum of the U.S. Congress for the victims of the terrorist invasion of our peaceful, neutral and independent nation.
It is the goal of despots, tyrants and terrorists to gain dominion over the lives — and occupation of the lands — of their victims, and since it is the favorite tool of Krischel and the like-minded, it is only fair and just that I pursue the racial issue to identify and acknowledge that it is the Caucasian race who created an ersatz
Republican junta, it is the Caucasian junta who plotted and ordered that international crime against humanity to be carried out, and it is the Caucasian race who formed an all-Caucasian armed militia to hold their grip over the lives of innocent men, women and children.
I respond to Krischel and others by quoting Rudyard Kipling, “Nothing is ever settled until it is settled right,” and Edmund Burke, “All that is required for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.”
I was at KTA (Puainako) shopping, and when I was about to leave the store, I realized I had lost my keys. The management quietly assigned the entire staff to search the store and outside perimeter for my keys.
Concerned that the car may be stolen, he assigned one big, friendly Samoan to guard my car as the search continued.
The management kept kindly assuring me they would find the keys. The keys were found … in my avocado bag! They had been weighed at $3.99 a pound. Small price for the extreme professionalism and aloha from the KTA employees. Mahalo!
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