Hawaii
Honolulu Weekly
Honolulu Hawaii, 1989: Mental Problems:
This is my 1989 take on the Felix Consent Decree, which
changed the face of
children’s mental health treatment in Hawaii. It has dramatically
impacted state policy in Florida and Nebraska as well.
To fully understand the issues you have to understand that
Hawaii has state sponsored health insurance. The essay talks
about other mental health issues as well. It contains the often
quoted line “Ritalin doesn't teach you anything.”
Honolulu Weekly, Honolulu Hawaii, 1990:
Emergency Measures:
Health care issues on the Wai'anae Coast of Oahu
remain a central concern in my life. The problems of Native
Hawaiians that have fallen from colonialization are significant. In
Wai'anae they include a chronic asthma (people frequently die
in the emergency room there from asthma), diabetes, obesity
and heart disease. The need for health care reform is great. As
are the needs of the poor.
The café, Arno's, no longer exists. It turned into a Red Baron's
Pizza over night.
People still asks me where Arno's is.
It is in the heart.
And the activist who gathered there still gather. Only there are
more of them these days.
God bless the story tellers, and the oral
tradition for keeping thing fresh and connected. Thanks to
Augie for telling such a provocative tale. I still think about it and
him.
This article was given credit for being the biggest single factor
in getting the emergency room refunded that year. I'm proud of
it.
Honolulu Weekly
Honolulu, Hawaii, 1998: Legends in their own
Minds:
By this time I had taken a break from being a
federal manager in the mental health field and gone back into
radio. My friend Mischelle, (then Francis) introduced me to
1950s and 1960s radio pioneer Ron Jacobs ("Who da guy?")
She got me the job.
Ron was developing a talk show at KCCN. I had worked with
him before at KDEO Country where he was involved in
programing. He didn't remember me. (Thank God.) I was a
country DJ with a twist. I did my show with a beeper behind my
silver belt buckle. I was doing crisis work and was on call.
Being your basic country dj on call didn't work as well as I
thought it would.
While at KDEO I use to say “We’re just hanging on to the
cowboy fringe of the South Pacific,
We’re
KDEO Country.”
It felt that way, that first year in Hawaii. It felt like I was hanging
on to the fringe of things. In fact I was.
I worked under the name Michael Taylor then.
Later, RJ and Don Taylor, the engineer and producer of many
major Hawaiian recording artists were not getting along. The
tension began to bleed over onto the air. Don wanted to be less
of a side kick and more of a co-host, I ended back in the mental
health field keeping them on the air. That M.A. Comes in handy
sometimes.
It was a tremendous opportunity.
At KCCN I interned on their show doing the warm ups with
guests like singer and ukulele pro Theresa Bright. I was the
green room guy.
I wasn't making enough money to park the car in downtown
Honolulu, and the job didn't work out. But it was one of the great
joys of my life to watch Ron on the air.
I’ll never forget how good it felt to be in the studio with him. He
had that little hotel desk bell he use to pock to emphasize things
back in the day. He got it out of mothballs and used it one day. I
was ecstatic every time he pinged it.
He put me on the guest list for the Legends show
and Yvonne and I (my girlfriend at the time) enjoyed the show. I
wrote about it.
At one or two in the morning we were followed home by a van
with the license plate "for Elvis" on it. I guess they had it in case
he came back to Hawaii. He was dearly loved. There for awhile
I thought Ron was Elvis. But I can't substantiate that. If he were
to create a new identity after faking his death, I think the original
Ron might have gone underground "for Elvis" and let him take
over his identity.
That might explain the changes he was going through. It's still a
mystery to me.
Honolulu Weekly
Honolulu Hawaii, 1989: Mental Problems:
This is my 1989 take on the Felix Consent Decree, which
changed the face of
children’s mental health treatment in Hawaii. It has dramatically
impacted state policy in Florida and Nebraska as well.
To fully understand the issues you have to understand that
Hawaii has state sponsored health insurance. The essay talks
about other mental health issues as well. It contains the often
quoted line “Ritalin doesn't teach you anything.”
Honolulu Weekly, Honolulu Hawaii, 1990:
Emergency Measures:
Health care issues on the Wai'anae Coast of Oahu
remain a central concern in my life. The problems of Native
Hawaiians that have fallen from colonialization are significant. In
Wai'anae they include a chronic asthma (people frequently die
in the emergency room there from asthma), diabetes, obesity
and heart disease. The need for health care reform is great. As
are the needs of the poor.
The café, Arno's, no longer exists. It turned into a Red Baron's
Pizza over night.
People still asks me where Arno's is.
It is in the heart.
And the activist who gathered there still gather. Only there are
more of them these days.
God bless the story tellers, and the oral
tradition for keeping thing fresh and connected. Thanks to
Augie for telling such a provocative tale. I still think about it and
him.
This article was given credit for being the biggest single factor
in getting the emergency room refunded that year. I'm proud of
it.
Honolulu Weekly
Honolulu, Hawaii, 1998: Legends in their own
Minds:
By this time I had taken a break from being a
federal manager in the mental health field and gone back into
radio. My friend Mischelle, (then Francis) introduced me to
1950s and 1960s radio pioneer Ron Jacobs ("Who da guy?")
She got me the job.
Ron was developing a talk show at KCCN. I had worked with
him before at KDEO Country where he was involved in
programing. He didn't remember me. (Thank God.) I was a
country DJ with a twist. I did my show with a beeper behind my
silver belt buckle. I was doing crisis work and was on call.
Being your basic country dj on call didn't work as well as I
thought it would.
While at KDEO I use to say “We’re just hanging on to the
cowboy fringe of the South Pacific,
We’re
KDEO Country.”
It felt that way, that first year in Hawaii. It felt like I was hanging
on to the fringe of things. In fact I was.
I worked under the name Michael Taylor then.
Later, RJ and Don Taylor, the engineer and producer of many
major Hawaiian recording artists were not getting along. The
tension began to bleed over onto the air. Don wanted to be less
of a side kick and more of a co-host, I ended back in the mental
health field keeping them on the air. That M.A. Comes in handy
sometimes.
It was a tremendous opportunity.
At KCCN I interned on their show doing the warm ups with
guests like singer and ukulele pro Theresa Bright. I was the
green room guy.
I wasn't making enough money to park the car in downtown
Honolulu, and the job didn't work out. But it was one of the great
joys of my life to watch Ron on the air.
I’ll never forget how good it felt to be in the studio with him. He
had that little hotel desk bell he use to pock to emphasize things
back in the day. He got it out of mothballs and used it one day. I
was ecstatic every time he pinged it.
He put me on the guest list for the Legends show
and Yvonne and I (my girlfriend at the time) enjoyed the show. I
wrote about it.
At one or two in the morning we were followed home by a van
with the license plate "for Elvis" on it. I guess they had it in case
he came back to Hawaii. He was dearly loved. There for awhile
I thought Ron was Elvis. But I can't substantiate that. If he were
to create a new identity after faking his death, I think the original
Ron might have gone underground "for Elvis" and let him take
over his identity.
That might explain the changes he was going through. It's still a
mystery to me.
Pacific Business News Honolulu Hawaii,
2000: Follow dreams, but talk to this guy for
a reality check:
This is story deals with several vital pan-pacific issues. It
features an interview with the truly legendary Angela Williams,
the first person to network the pacific basin. That she is a
women is even more of a story. I could have talked to her all
night, but it was beyond the scope of the article. I hope she
does a book on what happen. It would be a tremendous read.
The article features an interview with Failautusi Avegalio Jr.
He is from Samoa, and head of the Business College at the
University of Hawaii.
He is tremendous framer of Pacific Island culture and
business culture. Pacific Business News started my transition
from a more present tense, magazine sort of style to a more
traditional style of news writing. The editors at the Pacific
Business News were tremendous and helped a great deal.
They
hired me when I was sick and fighting the battle of my life in
Federal Court. It was a time period just after I was exposed to
toxins in the work place. Then it was anthrax in a letter from
Nigeria. I didn't know what I had gotten myself into. I just knew
someone wanted me disabled or dead.
My life was saved by two, high density negative ion generators
I had running in my studio condo. I was likely targeted as an
investigative journalist or federal manager. I evidently had
come across something I shouldn't have. “I do dance reviews
and Elvis impersonators,” is what I told the FBI.
There was gram of white powder in the envelope from Nigeria
that was mailed to me. It wasn't’t talcum powder as the FBI
agent suggested. He said he thought it was in the envelope to
obscure fingerprints.
I had been a federal manager and full-time counseling
psychologist for over twenty years at this point. I was a court
certified expert on sexual assault issues. I had alienated a few
people there, I'm sure. I had been deputized as a Federal
Marshal for my work with sex offenders and survivors.
I was getting the top reimbursement rates for a person in my
field at my degree level. But things had gotten political fast. I
found myself out of work when I refused to participate in an
apparent cover up. Working in journalism and radio pretty
much kept me alive while I recovered.
The truly amazing Editor In Chief of Pacific Business News,
Gina Mangiere hired me at my lowest point in my life and let
me do stories on the coast.
I can’t tell you how important that was and is to me.
Katherine Ellwood, a Silva Mind Method teacher is the likely
connection there.
She had been helping me all along. When I had several
computers vandalized, she came up with several computers
and word processors for me. She kept me in business. At
least on of those computers came from submariners in the
Navy. The on line battles trying to keep my Internet site up,
"Aloha's End" were fierce. And there was a sense at that time
that I was trying to get information out in a desperate situation.
Which I was.
People came out of the woodwork to help.
I lost the Web Site. I also lost the Federal Lawsuit I initiated to
get material into the public record. I did succeed in doing that.
We lost the case on a technicality.but not before documenting
things. I will post the narrative from the lawsuit next week.
| Mom, Elizabeth Lamonica Zangari Circa 1941 Seeding dreams |
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