The award for Darwinian Felon Loser #3 goes to my former house-
mate at 1970 Liko Street in 2004-05: here-to-forth known as the
former Maui County Democratic Chair apple dumpling State Whore
Katherine Keith. All 120 pounds and 4 foot 9 inches tall.
Everybody "knows" State Whore Katherine Keith. For the idiots
who read this but do not understand the differences in our multi-
level private sector commercial whoredom partisan drug-laden
society, State Whore Katherine Keith represented the link to the
most corrupt local, state, federal, commercial/industrial/academic
civic sector groups.
Whoa. And yes, she thinks she is above the law since all of her
corrupt Democrat contacts behave in the same manner. She has
convinced others that her wimpering vulnerability when caught
with her pants down is a sign that they have control even when
their IQ is one third of hers.
Speaking of her academic background as a biologist with the
University of Chicago, I read that the UofC had a serious out-
break of the swine flu just like the outbreak at the Mexican site
where french pharmaceutical Sanofi Aventi announced the same
when Prezy Obama was visiting Mexico City last year.
Now that Sanofi Aventi pharmaceutical has the vaccine that is
practically stockpiled to prevent swine flu, the outbreak worked
to their advantage. Such is the politics of communicable diseases
in multi-national corporations where bio terror leads to a rush
for research to produce a vaccine that is mandated.
While more die of diarrhea and malnourishment in this country
as well as in the rest of the world these days we are pleased that
Associated Press has been releasing articles about researchers
who promote less smoking, less alcohol, more physical exercise
and eating a balanced diet.
Today, NPR's commercial whoredom had a piece with another
UofC Professor doing research suggesting that more exercise
may help your brain function though they could not prove it was
the case in all instances. Whoa.
State Whore Ketherine Keith's contribution to the Democrats of
Hawaii nei will be proven to be likewise: full of the obvious and
stinking with commerical/industrial conflicts of interests.
State Whore Katherine Keith's effort to cover-up violations and
crimes at 1970 Liko Street by slandering my reputation, lying to
those who show preferential treatment for Democrats in terror
crimes, smiling and nodding to the civic sector Dems while laugh-
ing with her commercial contacts behind their backs, having no
conviction nor principle in the name of protecting the Democratic
Party just like most Democrats, using her attorney sister in Texas
to leak information about locals who thought she was the best whore
they had ever found for their criminal money laundering commercial
drug fraud operation, and making herself accessible to criminal
defense attorneys who prefer the profits of working a corrupt system
than victims who can prove their case without attorneys, like me.
State Whore Katherine Keith is the best whorehouse in Texas
for those who knew she would bring down the entire commercial
industrial complex for Democrat stakeholders just by being her
wonderful apple dumping quivering self. Republicans have her
in their Hall of Fame as the one caught lying repeatedly only to
be allowed to continue because she had such an ability to use the
criminal justice system's preference for white collar criminals.
AKAKU public access channel has her sitting next to her corrupt
husband, here-to-forth known as Rep. Gil Agaran when he was
appointed by Governor Lingle and the State Democrat Party to
fill the House seat for dead Rep. Bob Nakassone in early 2009. It
was the 50th anniversary celebration of Hawaii's Statehood.
My complaint about this appointment by Lingle and the Dems
was sent per fax from Kinkos accompanies with calls to both the
Senate and House in the State of Hawaii. These faxes included
handwritten notes and emails to attorneys about my complaint
that Agaran and his spouse had intentionally impeded a formal
investigation of drug, privacy crimes when we all lived in Wailuku
in a rental that had been a crack cocaine bust site.
Yeah, I got the letter from Rep. Calvin Say lying about this issue
saying that my complaints were not his concern. See what his
colleague Agaran said on record about this
She is also on the front page of the Maui News walking through
New Hampshire snow for our Prezy Obama's caucus campaign
efforts. Ask his campaign team. They heard from Maui about
his best little Texas whorehouse trying to get on his administra-
tion transition team with her Chicago contacts. haha.
Hawaii believes they can write their own rules outside of our own
Constitution when they have control of all information and wire
systems. Hah! Ask Ian Fleming in Kaaawa if he knows why all
Haiku Marketplace wi-fi was going through his humble town on
the North Shore of Oahu last month.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
A Theme of Evolving Identity
Defining my experience of having practically wasted the best
adult years of my life being harassed, maligned, targeted and
abused by status quo systems of power that denied me the
right to self-autonomy, belief and personal happiness involves
seeing myself in context of America's evolving identity.
Growing up American of Japanese descent in Hawaii in the
60's and 70's left a deep imprint that most of America was not
accessible to me. Or if it were accessible, severe limitations
would be present due to race and class barriers. How and
where to participate on any and all levels included only a few
places on the West Coast and possibly urban areas in other
parts of America.
A personal acquaintance of mine who grew up white in a poor
black neighborhood in California for part of her life made note
of how people in Hawaii refer to the continental United States
as "the Mainland". She was amazed that even in our use of
language we separated ourselves in Hawaii from the rest of
America's land mass.
I know Texans who feel that California ain't accessible to them
either, nor is any part of Massachusetts. Belonging in America
is elusive for more than the dividing issues of regionalism, race
and class. It could be that a larger dialogue is missing from our
leaders and institutions.
No, now is not the time to make reference to Joseph Campbell
and his series of lectures about the absence of a common myth
in America. My point about my own experience is to say that
it was in the context of being amongst "my own type" of people
that the worst abuses took place in Hawaii.
Abuse of power in my case defies the notion that all those of
Japanese American descent stand together for their own sake.
Likewise with blacks in Obama's case.
In today's Information Age borderless reality, America's own
might in terms of economic/military domination is questioned.
America is being defined by Information systems. 9-11 was
an attack on America as a result of our information systems
having failed to serve its purpose to some degree.
As a victim of the Information Age, where wire terror, stalking
and surveillance systems served to violate and destroy rather
than serve the purpose of the public, I can prove that there is
a way that Information systems have served my purpose of
making my messages,beliefs and identity known.
My story is both personal and political, relevant to this time
of evolving identity for this country. It was and is a symptom
of a larger problem, a symptom of the evolution of Hawaii's
systems. Humans matter in the Information Age, yet human
needs have been neglected because more information has not
provided the means for more dialogue about a deep primary
need for national belonging.
How I've made it through the ordeal of choosing a stance of
conscience against many of my former personal acquaintances,
against historical and cultural relations, and against most of
we know as class privilege bias will define my identity as an
American.
I feel closer to being American for having participated, not
less American. I reject the failure of leaders and officials in
defense of what I know is possible in my situation.
My need to find like-minded souls is greater than my need
to find those who share the same blood and ethnic lineage. In
this respect, I am apart from those who believe it is necessary
to build race-based political movements.
No, I don't need to go to Japan to find my roots. No, I don't
need to correct every inequity because I am constantly taken
as an adversary to the American auto industry or as those who
ran Hawaii's sinister system of exclusivity. I am not them,
yet it is necessary to declare my story a means for furthering
the dialogue of who "Americans" are in today's world.
adult years of my life being harassed, maligned, targeted and
abused by status quo systems of power that denied me the
right to self-autonomy, belief and personal happiness involves
seeing myself in context of America's evolving identity.
Growing up American of Japanese descent in Hawaii in the
60's and 70's left a deep imprint that most of America was not
accessible to me. Or if it were accessible, severe limitations
would be present due to race and class barriers. How and
where to participate on any and all levels included only a few
places on the West Coast and possibly urban areas in other
parts of America.
A personal acquaintance of mine who grew up white in a poor
black neighborhood in California for part of her life made note
of how people in Hawaii refer to the continental United States
as "the Mainland". She was amazed that even in our use of
language we separated ourselves in Hawaii from the rest of
America's land mass.
I know Texans who feel that California ain't accessible to them
either, nor is any part of Massachusetts. Belonging in America
is elusive for more than the dividing issues of regionalism, race
and class. It could be that a larger dialogue is missing from our
leaders and institutions.
No, now is not the time to make reference to Joseph Campbell
and his series of lectures about the absence of a common myth
in America. My point about my own experience is to say that
it was in the context of being amongst "my own type" of people
that the worst abuses took place in Hawaii.
Abuse of power in my case defies the notion that all those of
Japanese American descent stand together for their own sake.
Likewise with blacks in Obama's case.
In today's Information Age borderless reality, America's own
might in terms of economic/military domination is questioned.
America is being defined by Information systems. 9-11 was
an attack on America as a result of our information systems
having failed to serve its purpose to some degree.
As a victim of the Information Age, where wire terror, stalking
and surveillance systems served to violate and destroy rather
than serve the purpose of the public, I can prove that there is
a way that Information systems have served my purpose of
making my messages,beliefs and identity known.
My story is both personal and political, relevant to this time
of evolving identity for this country. It was and is a symptom
of a larger problem, a symptom of the evolution of Hawaii's
systems. Humans matter in the Information Age, yet human
needs have been neglected because more information has not
provided the means for more dialogue about a deep primary
need for national belonging.
How I've made it through the ordeal of choosing a stance of
conscience against many of my former personal acquaintances,
against historical and cultural relations, and against most of
we know as class privilege bias will define my identity as an
American.
I feel closer to being American for having participated, not
less American. I reject the failure of leaders and officials in
defense of what I know is possible in my situation.
My need to find like-minded souls is greater than my need
to find those who share the same blood and ethnic lineage. In
this respect, I am apart from those who believe it is necessary
to build race-based political movements.
No, I don't need to go to Japan to find my roots. No, I don't
need to correct every inequity because I am constantly taken
as an adversary to the American auto industry or as those who
ran Hawaii's sinister system of exclusivity. I am not them,
yet it is necessary to declare my story a means for furthering
the dialogue of who "Americans" are in today's world.
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