Let’s not jump on
the horses of hate ADVERTISING Let’s not jump on
the horses of hate On Nov. 21, 1945, the Nuremberg Trials commenced. In the dock were some 20 men who rode the horses of hate toward a
Let’s not jump on
the horses of hate
On Nov. 21, 1945, the Nuremberg Trials commenced. In the dock were some 20 men who rode the horses of hate toward a promise of world dominance. The fear and hatred they sowed was aimed primarily at the Jews.
The opening statement of Justice Jackson began with:
“The privilege of opening the first trial in history for crimes against the peace of the world imposes a grave responsibility. The wrongs which we seek to condemn and punish have been so calculated, so malignant, and so devastating, that civilization cannot tolerate their being ignored, because it cannot survive their being repeated. That four great nations, flushed with victory and stung with injury stay the hand of vengeance and voluntarily submit their captive enemies to the judgment of the law is one of the most significant tributes that Power has ever paid to Reason.”
Today, some of us are riding the same horses that led a nation to ruin. And those methods used are the same; “This is what you must fear and only I can save you.”
Every time you belittle anyone on the basis of color of skin or plumbing or religion, you do the same. Just as a social disease, it goes on and on.
Let us see if our islands can show others a better way.
Harvey W. McDaniel
Naalehu
There’s an angel among us
People, you should know that makes our island special. Angels among us.
Yes, there are angels among us and I had the pleasure of meeting one a few months ago. While reading the West Hawaii Today, I came across an ad seeking food donations for the Hualalai Elderly. I called and asked, “How can I help.”
That was my first contact with an angel, Jan from Auntie’s Angels. She explained that the residents needed paper products, fruits and veggies and canned foods. My volunteer mode kicked in and we were ready to help. My husband and I volunteered in our community at the local food pantry back in Illinois so we were familiar with the process. Jan was so grateful for the help. She said God answered her prayers that day when I called.
It’s not what you have in life but what you give in life that matters. But what we witness at Hualalai Elderly Housing was something extraordinary. As a resident herself, Jan has organized a network of volunteers, local churches and people to donate food and especially their time. Once a month Jan sets up the community room with help from other residents (these ladies are amazing) for a nutritious lunch, delicious desserts along with entertainment. Local musicians and hula dancers come to share their astonishing talents. It is a special time for fellowship, talk story and yes, sometimes dancing. Jan also organizes the food pantry where residents can shop for fresh veggies, breads and canned foods and fruits. This whole process is a major undertaking but Jan makes it look seamless. We’ve noticed in the few weeks of volunteering at the lunches how many people thoroughly enjoy themselves.
How fortunate for all of us, especially the residents at Hualalai Elderly Housing, to have been touched by Auntie’s Angel. A big mahalo, Jan, for all that you do to make life more special here in Hawaii for those who are in need. Respectfully submitted by an angel in training.
CJ Forsberg
Waikoloa
