We all tried to tell him not to build his house on that land, but he accused us of being racists because he was, as he said, "A haole who owns a Hawaiian land."
Well, he wasn't entirely wrong, but we WERE trying to warn about the very spot where he was building his home. He wouldn't hear it; he felt we were just making up some superstitious mumbo jumbo to prevent him from being there. One can only do so much to try and help someone. However, what can you do when said person is determined to remain perpetually stupid? So we left him alone, and we let it go. A month later and the Anahola sky is glowing red and orange. We can hear the sirens of the fire trucks, EMTs, and police in the distance, but they have not yet arrived. Every one of us homesteaders rode our horses, drove our trucks, or ran the distance to where the haole man lived. It was an incredible sight, and not in a good way. His brand-new home was split right down the middle and on fire. We tried to tell him, to warn him, but he would not listen. Nightmarchers.
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