WEEKLY WARNING WORDS
May 25, 2005 - Week 88 - Ferry Princess And/Or Fairy Queen?
(Or A Lock On Gridlock)
BY DR. BRUNO J. KEITH
Ua ua ma Hilo - It is raining in Hilo. Thus began a hundred Hawaiian fairy tales when the fairies were real & the ferries too. The cutting of Koa trees to the max, & of the
to more than the min, began to make Kona & even Hilo dry & drier while the people of most other islands "are all wet".
The slovenly & slavish new faith, together with its missionary cover-up, destroyed all progressive thinking in our "green" people with brains. Thus, the Aloha traditions faded into treasured memories to the extent that even our night-marching & working-in-darkness leprechauns, here called
menehune, lost their creative thinking & acting. Who then can tell now the difference between positive thinking, virtual reality, fervent dreams & the destructive, living nightmares?
Who can still remember that our Sandwiched isles of happiness once attempted to pioneer the most advanced ferry system, outpacing the speed of the fastest Wa'a Kaulua, double canoe, with huge sails plus 2 powerful motors? Even as Hawaiian history is being erased, some old-timers do remember the fast-thinking-&-creating of a progressive shipyard in the Seattle-Tacoma area. Those builders with Hawaiian connections succeeded in trumping the more down-to-earth water whipper, called "Hovercraft", by launching fast, furiously, my Tin Foil which they proudly called "Hydrofoil".
What a crafty success, what tremendous speed, what high degree of water safety for water rats who never learned to swim or wear life belts! Nothing could go wrong ever again in our Paradise because ancient Hawaiians could pilot any kind of Ka Wa'a by heavenly stars.
Things seemed to be propitious for a promising moment in developmental history. These islands began to feel reconnected & their people too. But, but… Modern machinery was not meant to benefit non-learners who "knew it all". Some wrong grips with strong hands…. The gripping news screamed "Kaputt". After a few days of joyful faces & newsprints of happiness, faces grew long, sadly lassitudinous, even lascivious. The big foil which failed had to be towed back to the drawing board & redesigned for backward nativism.
After a few months of ugly rumors, the huge Pacific Ocean became again small enough for stars of starry-eyed shipmates who did their best to teach our experienced skippers en route. The good old schedule was attempted again with other festivities &, lo & behold, we got a new start in life. Another fanfare & the same fun fare - another catastrophe, & we all had to give in. For us the new miracle didn't work its magic. We had to sell the sea's sequin to some stupid Chinese for a small fraction of our costs. (I think we had also ordered a second craft which we also had to force on Hong Kong Chinese who didn't know business.) Hadn't they bought some of our scrap iron & demolished auto-mobiles?
Yet, modern miracles might matter to the confused disciples of Kon-fu-tse. Within minutes of our first hydrofoil's arrival in Hong Kong, 2 "sons of heaven" made it work, all in secret, so they could buy the second foil-failure at even lower cost. And within a short year, a small fleet of island hoppers plied the entire area of progressive China at breakneck speed & a perfect safety record.
On my arrival for the run to the then still Purtugueesh Makau (Macao), 2 of Red China's generals, my World War II students - one disguised as vice skipper, the younger one as the chief engineer - regaled me with a cup of Kona Koffee, and before I realized it, the hydrofoil had "flown" to the business - like Macao! I was happy to see a few Hawaiian graffiti which looked like metal-scratched memorials to missionary belief in what was neither the past nor our potential future.
Still, some reactionaries, masked as Eis greens, but more likely, with monetary ties to profiteers from ever more counseling committees, keep claiming that our now planned ferries would be polluters like the cruiseships. They are assisted by a bunch of rich pirates who, as usual, obstruct the taxation of a few pennies a day. Do we allow those idiots to win again?
Your Excellency, Mrs. Governor, don't give up like your predecessors in office; stand your ground! Let your landmark decision enthuse all proponents for the fastest & safest transportation from ports to ports, to avoid the insecurity & long, long delays by ill-trained & ill-paid security guards at airports, far away from traffic centers. Prepare within a month the working ideas along with the masterplan. Allow boat-building enterprises to make their offers in detail & have your fellow experts rule on acceptance, rejection or inclusion of more exact data. No need for your bureaucrats to waste years & fortunes on blue-printing what builders know best. Forget about meaningless estimates by people who know little but have pushy hands & big elbows. Just start one good ferry at a time & get it going while you haggle with other boat people about the requirements for the 2nd ferry, & you become our Ferry Queen.
Use the same installment model for a short first stretch of an almost straight-running elevated train line - not the fastest but the safest electro-magnetic sort of sky sweeper where it is most needed & wanted. It has to run on its own solar power with solar panels on all sides & on top. Noise must be kept out of adjoining housing on both sides by solar-panel walls all around. Let the advertizing liars keep their huge posters where no honest customer has to see them.
If your first train attempt runs only about one mile, there has got to be solar-panel-lined & roofed garages at both ends (& possibly in between one or several stops for a few local, slow trains). Such garages must be within walking distance, one at least for the handicapped. All parking stalls got to have one electric plug-in for small electric feeder vehicles.
If the recharging is free for paid-up drivers, it would pay for most of them to order the smallest automobile available because they don't have to support the greed of our own & the foreign oil princes. Use your bully pulpit on July 4, or even before our hope for true independence, & convert slow state Senators & House members in a hurry. Give tarriers loud-barked publicity in the negative & ask for quick legislation & rapid follow-up & through.
Beg our federal government to advance their 25% of costs. Your state will be happy to do the same, and Hei, Helco & others could start building their own mile where they want it the most. You can talk all property owners in the State of Hawai'i to follow your lead & construct a mass of electric & wind-propelled wonder works. The counties will demand solar-electric self-suppliers of power too.
Much starting money would fill public cash registers if prospecting parkers in public garages can then buy in advance their lot with free battery charge at $100 a month, $1000 a year, & $6000 for 10 years. Money would not be the issue as long as you will be the most electrifying Governor. Suggest only electric cars to feed the train system as it grows, during the day. If delivery trucks remain dangerous health hazards, they should only be allowed to truck along at night, after year 2010. How about this & even more, Fairy Princess Lingle? Let Sacramento, San Diego & Miami digest this ultimate lesson of independence!