Back when they first came to our islands, we had no clue what was in store for us. How were we to know all that we know now? Only hind sight is 20/20 and although we are sure there were people who saw right through the façade that the coloniser had painted before us. We didn't understand their method of life. We didn't understand what they were saying, and we believe that they probably didn't even see how far down the road this was going to take us. Like many other people in other native lands, we made the mistake of trusting these seemingly nice people. Maybe that one guy was a nice one, but the rest weren't so nice. Their intentions didn't start as an effort of genocide, they just wanted to own a piece of paradise. Others had even further bad intentions. In the end, it only makes sense to commit genocide of a race, especially since we have already gone from what some say could have easily be a million people, to 40,000 and it happened almost overnight. Many of our Ali'i were forced to leave the islands and go underground for their safety. Those Ali'i scattered throughout the earth and multiplied with mixed blood, from exile. How do they, after the first generation, claim what's rightfully theirs? What about the people there who felt they had to blend in to avoid further complication? What about those who just fell in love with someone else... Does that make their children of lesser value to the family? No, it doesn't. Kanaka Maoli are Kanaka Maoli, as long as they are Kanaka Maoli.
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