a critical self-reflection
One minor, yet noteworthy, correction: My exact verbiage was "With all due love and respect, aren't you just a haole from Massachusetts after all?" That's a question. Much different than the "You're just a ...." misquoted here. Clearly you have answered said question - and then some. Keep up the great work. Utterly fascinating content, despite our diverging views around derogatorily slandering others, tourists or otherwise.
I have it on good authority that even Hawaiians can be haole. As the author properly illustrated haole is a mindset as much as a skin color. I kind of see it as a lack of aloha, or a lack of living pono. I’m from SoCal. My kids are from (born) in Hawaii. I have made it my duty to teach them about aloha, teach them respect for Hawaii and the culture. While they are only not Hawaiian by blood, likewise they are only haole by skin color. It’s what’s inside (according to the Hawaiians that represent true aloha) that counts.
A thoughtful piece on a touchy subject. Bravo.
I lived on the NS from 1980-85. V-land was my first place this haole landed. Met RB when his car broke down in front of my house there. Lived in Pupukea, Lani, Sunset Beach/backyards and across from tower 25. I love Hawaii and everything about it. Never got tired of it. Unfortunately my life went another direction but my heart has always been in Hawaii. It really saddens me with all those tourist and the beach looks like some beach in LA in the middle of summer. Not good, not sure what you can do but this haole won’t be there. I have my secret spots on the mainland and when I visit Hawaii. Never speaking of where I go. 🤙😎
Great piece. Great pics.
You have lived for over 30 years and you still don’t know the definition of Haole.