The two events are not related. They’re only related in my mind. Maui finally got a Target last week and native Hawaiians formally marched around Maui to raise cultural awareness at the end of Makahiki season (Hawaiian New Year). They didn’t consult each other. The native Hawaiians didn’t look at retail reports and the Target executives didn’t study the Hawaiian moon calendar to plan their events. But both oddly significant events happened at the same time.
|Busy shoppers at Target's soft opening while Hawaiians |
participate in a torch-led march around Maui.
Why would Target's opening be a significant event on Maui? Because Maui doesn’t have a lot of big box stores. We have Wal-mart, Kmart, Macy’s, Sears, Costco, Lowe’s, Home Depot, Sports Authority, Barnes & Noble, and Ross. There are some swanky stores at The Shops of Wailea and at the Outlets of Lahaina. Soon there will be a TJ Maxx at the Maui Mall. There’s even a Whole Foods.
The Target opening seems to put people into two camps: the people who oppose consumption, “Enough stuff already!” and those who want cheaper prices than at Wal-mart, “Bring it on!”
Some of my friends are sad about Target’s opening, because it represents Maui becoming more like the mainland, with another mainland store. I suspect the people who are most distressed about Target are the ones who moved to Maui to escape suburban sprawl. They had their fill of big box stores and are simplifying their lives, downsizing, living on Maui, trying to shop local. But it’s really hard to shop local on Maui when local stores don’t always carry what you need, or the prices are sky high because there’s not much competition and you’re living on low wages. There are also people who don’t want more malls on Maui but are secret Amazon junkies. Confession: I adore Mana Foods, our north shore health food store/grocery store, but secretly crave Trader Joe’s.
|Crowded aisles of Target filled with families.|
We checked out Target. Surprisingly it didn’t take 4 years to build. The Target people must have paid extra to have quicker construction than is normal for this island. The aisles were full of families with small children and their aunties, uncles, parents, grandparents, and cousins. We even saw a Tibetan monk in orange robes. Hardly any tourists and not a lot of Caucasians either. I could be at the Maui Fair, except it was in Target, or Tarzhay.
I bet most of these people had never been in a Target before. Looked like some of them even brought their high school dates along.
In the middle of a crowded aisle, DH and I ran into a friend. Because it’s Maui, there’s always a high probability of seeing someone you know while shopping. Jennifer Poppy grabbed me for a selfie and declared, “This is a historic moment! We will look back at this when we are old and gray and recall when Target opened on Maui.” DH touched a gray hair and exclaimed, “I resemble that remark!”
|Selfie snapped by Jennifer Poppy of |
Island Gypsy Hawaii
We looked at house wares and laundry baskets and Easter bunny wine stoppers (really? I am torn between this is sooo cute and then thinking, WTF???) and groceries and then I got very tired and wanted to go home. DH was and is hoping for more competitive prices. In his words, Tarzhay should “kick Wal-mart’s butt.” Maybe Wal-mart would restock their shelves more than once a year. They have been notoriously bad at keeping inventory. Friends have told me they know some of the people who work in Wal-mart, as if that explains the empty shelves. Of course! Hand slapping forehead! It’s because so and so works there. Once in a while, we shop at Wal-mart, because there is a reason to go there (like motor oil or auto filters or flea collars under $20) and we take a deep breath, chin up, and walk in, hoping that the shelves are stocked. (In fairness to Wal-mart, other stores do have inventory problems. Maybe it’s the fault of the shipping schedule and unexpectedly high numbers of tourists that particular week, rather than Maui’s uber excellent work ethic.)
At the same time as Target opened, native Hawaiians marched for unity around the island of Maui last week. The last time they marched around the island, a 200 mile journey that takes a week, was in 2009. The ka’apuni (circle island march) was planned for the end of the Hawaiian New Year, with a visit to each traditional Hawaiian district of the island, called a moku. My understanding is that this torch-lit circle-march was held every year in the days of old Hawaii and is nonstop, like the Olympic Torch Relay.
I think it’s a really important event, though I didn’t participate in it. Walking by foot to visit each traditional Hawaiian district of the island is the opposite of our dominant culture, where speed, efficiency, and concrete results are prized. My impression from what little I know about the march is that it was about paying respect to the ancestors and reconnecting with the land, literally step by step. Last year at the Maui Arts & Cultural Center, a powerful film called Dakota 38 was shown, about a prayer ride in the middle of winter to honor Native Americans who were tragically killed. This event is in the same category for me, a prayer walk of reverence. It makes me think of pilgrims and other seekers who for centuries have walked the road to Santiago across Northern Spain, except this pilgrimage is in my back yard.
I would have liked to have participated in the walk, even if it only meant meeting the walkers as they reached my district. That didn’t happen because I didn’t find out ahead of time when they would be coming through my moku and I was not willing to stand on the side of the highway for three days, wondering, or driving 80 miles to meet them en route. It’s not the fault of the organizers. I did not prioritize finding out their schedule ahead of time to meet them and so I did not get updated. I wondered about the logistics of keeping their phones charged so they could send text messages or update their Facebook page. I wondered if they blocked cars behind them, or if people honked at them, in protest or in support. They walked during one of the wettest weeks on Maui this winter, after days of hot “summer” weather in January and February.
Whether or not I participated isn’t really important. What’s significant is that the event existed at all. In a world where it’s hard enough to get a bunch of people together for a meeting or an event, it’s really amazing to get a number of people together to physically exert themselves and take a week out of their lives to do something that does not translate into dollars and cents. Something that is not as tangible and easy as going shopping.