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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