We can, should limit tourism
What do the following tourist destinations all have in common:
Machu Picchu; Mallorca, Spain; and Skellig, Ireland?
They all limit the number of visitors allowed per day. A recent news article described the “Instagram Effect” on tourist spots that are being destroyed by too many tourists. Every single person that lives on Kauai knows that too much tourism is literally destroying our paradise. Why can’t we limit the number of daily tourists like Machu Picchu does? Why can’t we limit the number of flights coming here?
Kauai is at a critical moment, right now. Inaction will lead to the destruction of this place that we love. I will be putting this question to every single councilmember in writing, and I will publish their responses.
We all know the infrastructure is at its breaking point: roads, water, power, etc. So why is the Hawaii Tourism Authority continuing its mission of increasing tourism? Why are we paying millions in our tax dollars to promote tourism, when we already have more than we can handle? We are literally paying the government to destroy our island.
Let’s stop this now.
Let’s be like Machu Picchu, not Maui.
Jeff “Gordo” Gordon, Hanalei
The reality of homelessness is hard to take
So here I am, 58 and living out of my car, sleeping in a tent and using public bathrooms. A 45-day notice, a new owner and a housing shortage has left me on the beach. Myself, my boyfriend, my dog Mocha and my kitten Domino, all on the move together. Not how I thought things would be at this time in my life. But it is what it is and that’s how it is. Plain and simple.
Thank goodness it’s warm in Hawaii and at least I got a car. But when the north wind blows it’s kinda chilly. But we’re cozy in our makeshift home as long as we’re allowed to be here. No one has said anything yet. The beach is supposedly public between the high water mark and the low. Wait, does that mean we’re gonna wash away? No, I don’t think so.
So here we are amongst the invisible, the homeless, the poor. How’s that we were even counted by a census? Go figure and what did we get? Shampoo and conditioner, lotion and soap. Nice. What about towels, blankets, socks or munchies? No, we got toiletries. Guess we must be dirty. Despicable.
Homeless Americans are growing in numbers. All kinds of folks. The bush people and the car people and those like us with a tent. We have nowhere to go. Nowhere safe to set up a home. It is illegal to sleep in your car or at a bus stop. And at the campgrounds, well, you need current identification and they don’t allow animals.
So here we are in no-man’s land, on the edge of the golf course where the well-to-do play golf. And a million-dollar view from my tent door. Go figure. Who would have thought? Not me, but here we are. How’s that for a reality?
Janet Anne Powell, Houseless on Kauai, Lihue