Walking hither from my "home" in the Iwilei as I do every morning except Sunday, I always come through the back gate of the Iolani Palace grounds, and almost always stop to admire the lovely Folly that David Kalakaua built in 1883, and sigh a regretful sigh for what might have been--if only he and his successor had been able to grasp soon enough what utter mercenary, violent, hypocritical bastards the haole missionary/military complex were. God damn American imperialism. On Sundays I go to St. Andrew's for the incredible luau those Anglicans give us indigents, and to look at the picture on the wall of the refectory annex of the celebration in Westminister Abbey of Queen Victoria's Diamond Jubilee, presided over by Archbishop Benson (father of my favourite novelist), with Ellen Terry and Washington Irving in the gallery, and Queen Kapiolani across the transept from Princess Alice of Hess. How it brings it all back.