Monday, April 14, 2025

Attention Sex Offenders...

 You can work as a security guard (gotta be a dream job) if you move to Hawaii. Yep, California here is soooo uptight, you can't be a security guard, but in lovely Hawaii, you can. 

This is right in line with how, up until recently, Hawaii cops were allowed to, uh, partake of the product, before arresting prostitutes. It was totally A-OK and it probably still is on the down-low. 

I just learned this latest Fun Fact on Reddit today. Security guards get killed pretty often in Hawaii so maybe they can't be too picky about who they hire. 

After all, Hawaii is very good at covering up crime and corruption because that hurts tourism. So unless it's a really flamboyant case, a security guard there could rape someone or molest a child or children and it's gonna be covered right up, especially if the guard is a "local" (which if you have brown skin, you become the moment you step off the plane). 

I follow r/hawaii daily because I'm still interested in how the place is doing. In a way, returning there to retire would be doing it in easy mode in that I know where everything is, and it's home to me. But it's getting very different from what I remember from the 70s and 80s. Even in 2003, I had a nice apartment for $600 a month and I'd be lucky to find a single room in Chinatown for that now. 

There are some things ... like being able to hop on a bus and get to some amazing beaches, the beaches I grew up going to. Being able to fish off the reefs and catch some delicious fish. Being able to pick shells and stick 'em on Ebay, so I'd have a little stream of income right away. 

But it's still part of the US and they were rounding up people of Japanese descent from there and putting them in camps on the mainland. Now it's anyone with brown skin or who is a political opponent or they decide they don't like, goes to that death camp in S. America. 

Either of my two sisters there would cheerfully denounce me or even make something up to get me sent to that camp. One of them, married to a police chief, because I won't be a Jesus freak like her. The other, because I'm a lower form of life who didn't go to Punahou School. The problem with this last is that in her world, you're only allowed to be smart if you went to Punahou, or someplace like Harvard. That I am *very* working-class, with a GED and some junior college credits, and yet am at least as smart as she is, presents a problem. A problem easily remedied by narc'ing me out and when I'm rounded up and sent to a death camp, telling people, "Oh, Alex decided to try Thailand for a while".

Plus there's the constants of the place; the racism, the anti-intellectualism (sorry, Genius Older Sister, but the stuff you spout is not intelligent or cultured, and only passes for such in Hawaii) the lack of all but emergency medical care (like the rest of the US) and the violence which must always be watched out for. 

That last is probably why I've had next to zero problems here on the mainland because having grown up and been a young adult in Hawaii, I have the "eyes on the back of my head" thing down pat. 

Ugh. 

And later I .... got my taxes done. I'd printed out the forms last night, and it went pretty well. I was reminded that the Form SE is the only one with some real math in it. So I'm mailing in my return (and a big check) a day early instead of two days late like last year. 

 


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