Letter: message for today, September 19, 2011 from Kumu Kawena:
“Kala mai”, means “forgive” (me) in Hawaiian, because I still haven’t learned how to
use kumuk blog correctly…sort of messed things up, haven’t I?
In the course of “learning”, we do make mistakes a lot…so I can imagine how
people who have written to the blog expecting to be answered right away, are
years, maybe, waiting for an answer from me…
Right now I’m too brain inflamed to take that on, even though I did succeed
in blogging that story from 1976, that’s how far I have to get back nowadays
to make a story happen again…
I have always written about “Native Hawaiian” people, in their
traditions…but that’s common place nowadays with so many associations and
organizations feeding at the grants trough with degrees up to PhD in Indigenous
Studies, targeting non-aboriginals as offenders who at their own time lived with (without
church wedding ceremonies, let’s just say, simply joined the family by living there and
being a companion with whomever it was then from whom children
came along as half- aboriginal?) in the native groups (‘ohana, or not,
some of them were ‘ae’a, wanderers in the mountains disassociated from the
so-called ‘ohana folks)…
To do what nowadays? Emphasize “colonization” by those folks who (in absentia now)
are easily called “colonists”, as those whose descendants, now, if they’re here or not,
may be classified as part-aboriginal or those who descend from other “don’t belong” attachers
who were sometime ago “takers” of the “lands” (i.e., of our forefathers, or
foremothers, what?)…by coming here and then dying leaving half-blood descendants
What then were human sacrifices full blooded Hawaiians not too long ago?
All you have to do is what I did at one time to understand those folks who “faced down”
on the altars of human sacrifice to pay up for criminal penalties for which they were
always liable from the time the ilamuku marshals found them breaking the ‘ai kapu and other
kapu requiring the death penalty, often postponed until the new heiau needed a required number of
face downers, and after I counted up those “sacred sites” all over the islands and then
counted those back to their ancestral homelands below the equator…how many gave up their
lives to honor their religious origins?
I came to that realization of how those willing criminal victims or
human sacrifices laid down their lives willingly because of their
religious loyalities to those indigenous principles of that “rule of law” that
governed their sense of morality at that time…purely upon religious
tradition, from where?
That’s how one comes to understand Pu’u o wa’ina, Hill of Sacrifrice
Punchbowl (pu’uowaina…different emphasis), where only high ranking
ali’i human sacrifices were done, after they were drowned at Kewalo
Basin, meaning the “outcry”… then considered an honorable high-ranking
qualification to be thus offered up for whatever society at
that time had decided what ali’i had broken the kapu and had to be
put down per the decision of the leaders of the society at that time,
so how old was the ancient custom as such?
How does that compare with how we put people away today
for driving without a license, or whatever, DUI, etc…and let them
rot in jail hell for how long? Then keep those records around and
add to them forever to justify that kind of lockup treatment…to recall
justification for being shut down and out for how long?
So who sits behind those desks of decision-making power?
The same aboriginals treating other aboriginals that way, as I
see it, and without any self-questioning realization that they are
the ones doing it to their own, doing what is their civic duty
in post, with government pay, medical insurance, and retirement
benefits that come with government desk jobs at how many
levels of community service paid for with tax money by
the so called “working class” or the “business sector”?
So, I’ve departed from this idea of jails and judgment
forever, plus cultural justification forever on the basis of
system protection to keep society’s benefits coming down
to those behind the government desks forever
Doesn’t matter, does, if on the surface citizens are being
served as justice decides?
And if by international law whoever has red blood in their veins
is human or not? That’s the basoc difference between me
and that centipede on the ground crawling away. Life’s juices
in that creature are not the same as that flowing in these veins,
but still life on the planet, god be praised.
aloha no, RKawenaJ