When you wish upon a star...... Oceandreamer, you helped set the stage and now you want recipes? Yes Oceandreamer, elitism is happening here, but don't let it bother you. I will never forget being humbled by the knowledge of the mechanics I worked with in the N.Y.C. transit system. From them I learned the importance of knowing how to "do" something. The people who clean the toilets of the World Trade Center make more money than many of the stockbrokers. It makes you think. The talk of moving to Hawaii reminds me of when I moved to NYC. I had nothing. Fresh out of college at 21 with a few thousand from my waiting job in Baltimore. I turned that into a comfortable existence. I have to imagine that it must be a similar situation for Hawaii. Having lived in New York I always remember the Sinatra song, "If I can make it there I'll make it anywhere....." There are so many Hawaiis. Have you ever been to Cebu, Palawan, or Bohol in the Philippines? How about New York in the Spring? We can make our dreams a reality. When I was seventeen I was making enough money to get myself through college and then some. What was I doing? I was washing dishes and waiting on tables. At nineteen I met a man who started bussing tables at the restaurant where I worked. He was an out of work architect from Florida. Just like carpenters, an architect's work is often seasonal. I realized that no matter what degree I got there would always remain the chance that I would be breaking down boxes and bussing tables in the end. Did I ever tell you the story of the white man from West Virginia? Well, I was staying in a Norwegian owned hotel in Cebu City and preparing to have dinner with my wife when this American approached our table and introduced himself. He was a friendly person with a wife who was also from Cebu. We talked for hours, comparing notes. He asked me for ideas about how to move to the Philippines for good. I had a few ideas and methods for him but I thought that I should be asking him for advice since he appeared to be at least twenty years my senior. We had a great time on what he later discovered was my honeymoon night.
I met many Americans in the Philippines, many of whom had a desire
to move there permanately. Bankers, farmers, ex-military, you name I met
them there. Here they were asking me questions, maybe because they saw that
I had spent alot of time there. But at 25, as I was then, I couldn't see
why anyone would ask me anything.
But I will, but as Nietzche suggested, I try not to will too much.
Heck No! Kill all sharks because they bother me? No no. I like your suggestion Richard: the electronic device if it works (until some hacker shark breaks the code). But I am also a believer in self-defense. A 45-caliber projectile on the end of a bang stick seems a legitimate method akin to judo, a concealed PPK or a body guard. I think some exceptions need to be made without criminal repercussions. As my record clearly shows, I am a sucker for hearsay so correct me if I’m inaccurate here- I’ve been told that if you kill a grizzly that has attacked you or yours or even the camp with the obvious intent to eat you, you can go to jail. Unless you have lost an arm or a head or a partner to the big brute you have no excuse for killing. I agree that seeing one is not justification but being run down or cornered by one should change the rules. Carol, one of the main factors for my interest in the island IS to mingle and bump elbows with the locals and the weirdoes. Being an ex-hippie is not like being an ex-drunk (at least in my situation). I can hang out without feeling threatened. Being classified Yuppie is a stretch. I’ve been a scrambler all of my life. Sometimes the money has been OK but most of the time hand to mouth. I’ve done a zillion different things for work (obsessive/easily bored). I’ve owned a handful of small service oriented businesses, mostly just eeking out a wage with the ability to write off a few pieces of electronic gadgetry. I make payments on a house. Moving to BI would be a decision to have a healthier lifestyle not one to increase my wealth. I absolutely cannot buy my way to any substantial comfort level but I have a few marketable skills that apparently are needed on the island. I have a job interview in September. My wife and I will just continue to eek out a living if we make the move! . Risky I suppose, but that’s been my entire life so I might as well do it in a nice place. I am one of the right-ranters by the way. KVI listener. . . Ocean Dreamer, some people have money. That’s just the way it is. I usually make my often-paltry allowance from those that have more than I do. I’m glad they have it. If they’re not ashamed to have it they’re not embarrassed to speak about it. Don’t be so hard on them. If you find yourself with big bucks some day, do it differently.
Re: How about a recipe? Island Guy So many trying to translate political views into justifications for opposing quality of life on the island, it can't help but bestir a certain cynicism. Personally, I'm put to shame by Lani, whose post was sent from a school library, reminding us that issues you might think are important on the mainland just might have no relevance here at all. She says it all: love the islands if you live on them. Anti-government, anti-safety, anti-environment, anti-social, anti-science? Are you in for a trauma! Save the whales, or save the circular saws? Native Hawaiian rights, or "I didn't do it so it's not my problem"? Preserve the environment, or "damn science and government." I can't remember the last time I've read an expression like "knee-jerk liberalism", but it sure wasn't in the Hawaii county general plan. Lani, you're a breath of fresh air. Dreamer, you're right, too; we do in fact need way more recipes. At least, I do. In fact, last year about this time, all the bananas in the banana grove started ripening at once. At this time, all my neighbors were graciously handing out the banana bread-- sometimes more than one kind. There was banana bread made by the neighbor, by the neighbor's niece, by people the neighbors knew in town. It was incredible banana bread, world-class, with pineapple, mango, mac nuts. I repeatedly decried my plight: all my bananas are ripening, too, I need a recipe! Wherever I went, everyone nodded knowingly and commiserated. "Yes, you need a banana bread recipe," they'd say. But no recipes were forthcoming. Banana bread recipes, it seems, are family secrets, passed on from generation to generation, more sacred than a plastic bobbing head hula doll dashboard ornament. So it was left to me to invent my own.
Don't laugh, OK. I mashed a bunch of bananas in a bowl and poured
in enough Bisquick to fill the bowl. I used Bisquick as a hedge to make sure
it would turn out edible. I know from experience, from my starving artist
days, that you can just mix Bisquick and sugar with water and you get edible.
I cracked a couple eggs and stirred it all together. I picked up some mac
nuts off the ground and put them under the broiler until they cracked open.
I cooled em off, cracked em, and chopped em up. Really, I did all that, just
for the psychic benefits. Just to be able to say to myself: "home made banana
bread made with bananas from my banana trees and mac nuts from my mac nut
trees." Only a small percentage of participants will be with me when I add:
"how cool is that?" I threw in the roasted mac nuts and baked the concoction
for as long as it says on the Bisquick box for making shortcake. Ten minutes
before the end, I smeared homemade pineapple-mango preserves that my neigbor
gave me on the top, along with raw sugar and a couple of globs of "I Can't
Believe It's Not Butter", the kind that's supposed to be OK for your as-yet-
undiagnosed cardiac condition, that comes in the plastic tub. Ten minutes
later, voila! Or, as I announced to my pet bird in the kitchen, "does this
rock or what?" It smelled vunderbar! It was delicious and fattening! I cheated!
So lighten up already, I'm working for free here.
All the postings I see are highly political and a seemingly cerebral
contest to see who is more learned that the other or posters sticking oiut
there chest like Rooster proclaiming their wealth and complete typified mainland
arrogance. I sincerely hope the islands do not get more proliferated with
these types who think their poop does not stink! It just gets worse and worse
on here. How about sharing a recipe or something folks!
Yay! A Texas man was bitten on the butt by a mother monkseal off Poipu Beach because he was harrassing her pup. Boo! The Navy is moving ahead with plans to deploy its controversial underwater sonic blasting tests despite overwhelming public opposition and empirical links to whale beachings and disruptions in reproductive behavior. Yay! The planning commission wants to group new resorts on the island in concentrated areas, surrounding them with land designated as open and conservation, to protect natural resources and limit urbanization. Boo! The developer who was sued for bulldozing and digging up ancestral remains and fined for polluting coastal waters, continues to build his nefarious tract home and golf course development, after promising to replace the crushed and broken remains back in the ground. Of course, he didn't specify exactly where in the ground. Yay! The state of Hawaii has the fifth highest median income in the U.S. Boo! The state of Hawaii has the highest housing costs in the U.S. Yay! A cream has been developed that may ward of skin cancer among the highrisk.
Boo! The highrisk are exactly the kind of people who won't use it.
Meanwhile, guess whose insurance rates go up?
I believe the best worker protection is the responsibililty of worker to maintain employability...not seek forms of guaranteed or artificially protected employment I'm anti-union because in my experience they have hindered the operaiton of overall business. They did serve a purpose in the "old days" prior to labor laws, including those pertaining to unfair firing. For that matter, the Mafia served a noble, protective purpose in its early days as well. Not that I would ever equate labor unions to organized crime... For example, I have seen the implementation of a shop floor data collection system killed because the noble union decided that machine operators now needed to be paid as "data entry operators" just because they would be using scanners and keypads to enter the same data they were currently writing down on paper (acknowledging that it would be easier as well). Such improvements are requred to contain costs and margins in world competition. Without such abilities of management to impose improvements, whole plants can (and have) closed, merely to reopen in countries with cheaper labor. Talk about cutting off your nose to spite your face! If the owners of the enterprise (private owners or stockholders directing the actions of the Board of Directors) determine that employees should learn new skills, be moved to different departments, not get a pay raise (or maintain their employment for definable, objective, documented reasons), they should be allowed to captain their own ship. A job is merely an employment contract that is renewed every pay period. When you get paid, you and the company are even...neither owes the other anything...nor should any requirements be forced upon one by the other. Let the market economy dictate the need for skills, the availability of skills and their relative worth.
I could go on and on with such examples, having seen hundreds of companies
as a consultant.
Aloha. Kama'aina would want more regulation to protect and preserve
Hawai'i. Not so many to keep Hawai'ians down. All who love these islands
of Hawai'i need to show it by caring in their daily lifes and speaking out.
If we do not show our love for the leaders to see. If we do not speak
out for them to hear. We will lose the things that are special to live in
these islands . Love the animalsand the plants and speak out to save them
. Love the ocean and speak out to save it from the poison of the land. Speak
out to stop the digging up of our ancestors graves for yet one more golfcoarse
who no body wants and nobody needs. Speak out to save the fish and the
whales from the Navy testings. Well come to the islands if you
love them and speak out to save them. Mahalo.
Yes, the Great White population has increased, thanks to their being made a protected species. You would not want to experience the effects of a sharkless ocean...their vital place in the oceanic food chain far outweighs their nusiance value to humans. The key is better protective measures. Relative to divers, there is a new device on the market that produces an electrical field which repulses sharks, since they use their ability to sense electrical fields as the last targeting mechanism of attack. Possibly, similiar devices engineered to protect larger areas of the ocean shoreline, rather than a personal "shield" would provide passive protection against unwanted close encounters with sharks by swimmers. I never pegged you as a proponant of wholesale extinction of multiple species just because of a relatively small problem caused by us going into their world. Ranting in the living room Carol Hey guys, I rant in my living room, on the lanai, over the telephone, and in letters. I even wrote one to the publisher of the Tribune Herald this morning, and hand delivered it. [Not for publication - I want a retraction and/or correction of his statement that Hawaii has more public employees than any other state - while failing to mention that we are the ONLY state where all the teachers and school employees from kindergarten to grad school work for the state] The only person I know who rants more than I do is my youngest son - Or maybe my oldest son, it kind of depends on what's going on... Of course, I am discussing LEFT-WING RANTERS! Try as hard as we can, we cannot out-rant the Right Wing guys. I used to do radio commentary once in awhile for KPLU [NPR in Tacoma, WA] I actually thought I might become the 'Rush' of the left... FAT CHANCE! KPLU would do one commentary a month if I was lucky and the National office wouldn't even discuss doing them - No 'Human Interest' As if politics are not of human interest... I think that is one reason Matt [the youngest kid] likes to ride the bus - New people to politicize every day. There he is in his Armani suit [Hey, my daughter-in-law works there] heading off on his lengthy commute from West Seattle to Bellevue sharing radical socialist politics with the secretaries and shoe clerks who commute with him. Nice visual... Of course, he's also a writer - fiction, not political, so being a bit nuts fits his image... I gave my recordings as xmas gifts to friends and relatives - had to do something with the damn things. And Matt left a few laying around on the bus [vbg] I don't think he really did that, but I do 'forget' the Nation and The Organizer at the doctors office:) I believe in proselytizing at every opportunity - In case you hadn't noticed. And Michael, I wasn't thinking of you as an anti-regulatory fanatic, but I can add you to the list if you'd like. I was more inclined to include you in the yuppie category with the rest of the people who want to live in paradise without having to deal with the locals and the crazies and the unrepentant hippies.
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