I was once struck by reading a person’s experience of walking through downtown Kailua. I’ve since lost the reference, which may be just as well because I don’t want to embarrass this person. His experience was something like “I felt all the haole [Caucasian] eyes on me. They were suppressing me, everywhere I went. I felt so relieved to be out of there and among my own people.” If you’ve ever been to downtown Kailua - and particularly the street he was referring to, that