What the word Haole really means

I was listening to an Instagram video about some local guy, talking vehemently about Haoles, who come over to their island and ruined it. He knew he must've sounded racist, so he actually said "when I say haole, I don't mean just white people. All foreigners are considered Haoles." that had to be one of the most ignorant things I've ever heard since I was a very, blonde haired, haole, growing up in Honolulu, I know, for a fact how the only means white person, it has nothing to do with foreigner. You could be born and raised in Hawaii, and a black person, or an Asian person who had just lived there for two months, they be considered more local than the white person. . Now I'm not saying that all locals are racist, but I will tell you that plenty are. And Haole means white, like I said, if a Mexican, who grew up in Los Angeles, was just visiting Hawaii, they would be considered more local than a white person , who was born and raise their, and even their mother and father were born and raised there. The white person is always the haole.

And as for the locals who are not racist, and they treat all races and nationalities on an on individual basis, and treat them all the same, when they say the word haole, it is not racist at all, it is simply descriptive. But when other local people, who do not share the feelings of treat everybody by the content of the character, not the color of their skin, the racist ones, when they say the word haole you can tell there's hatred in their voice. To them, saying Holly has contempt in their voice, it is very similar to to a toothless racist redneck in Mississippi says the N-word. When it comes to a racist local, the word haole is almost always preceded by fuck in, and ends with go back to the mainland.

So it is funny to me when I hear the racist locals try to defend their racism by saying "it just means all foreigners who are not native Hawaiian", and by the way, the large majority of these racist "Hawaiians" they usually have a Hispanic last name, and they have a bout as much true native Hawaiian blood as I do, they're just darker, so they're automatically more excepted, and they use the Hawaiian heritage lie so they can take the higher ground.

Below is a neutral person, describing what haole really means to locals. The person happens to be a AI, and I just asked it. What does Haole really mean to locals in Hawaii. As you can see, even AI knows it is usually meant as a derogatory term.

"When locals in Hawaii refer to someone as a "haole," it is a Hawaiian term that often means a person of Caucasian or non-Hawaiian descent. It is important to note that the term "haole" is not necessarily derogatory, but its meaning can vary depending on the context and how it is used. Some locals use it as a neutral descriptor to refer to anyone who is not Native Hawaiian, while others may use it in a negative or derogatory manner to imply a sense of being an outsider or lacking understanding of Hawaiian culture."

And now, don't get me wrong, some of my best friends, people I grew up with, and people who I consider family are considered local in Hawaii. With that said, there are still ignorant, racists there that have grown up, hating Haoles, and they continue this race schism still. And it's not just the word, because, like I said to the non-racist locals, haole is just a descriptive term like if there's three people standing there, one Chinese and one black and one white they will say "over there, the haole guy", and even if the racist local said the exact same words, when the word haole comes out of his mouth, you can always tell that there's hatred in his voice when he says that word.

I know people are thinking I come here to learn about martial arts and fitness, and the UFC, why the fuck is the PitMaster just talking about the word haole? I'll tell you why, part of it is a history lesson about how Chuck Liddell, or Glover Teixeira got started in martial arts. Well, let me explain. If it wasn't for this racism against white people or haoles and Hawaii, I never would've started training in martial arts. I would've rather to just be a surfer and maybe play a little baseball growing up, but I felt I didn't have that option because of the race schism against people like me in an area where a person like me, actually me grew up. I I knew it a very early age that martial arts was not only an option for me, but it was a necessity. I heard stories about kill how the day, and I noon, even at the tender age of 10 years old, that I was my own bodyguard, nobody was gonna protect me, so I had to go train to protect myself. that is the only reason that I started training in martial arts, to protect myself from bullies and hatred. It ended up becoming my life where I fought, Coached, managed fighters, on and run a martial arts school. This all started because I join that gym in 1970 when I was 10 years old, and it became my life..

I, and since it was my life, when I finish competing, I felt the next step would be teaching other people what I feel, and not only save me, but made me, and I wanted to give this gift to other people and their children. While teaching and training People in our system of Hawaiian Kempo, I started getting people who wanted to take the self-defense system, and bring it into the sport fight world, and one of those people was Chuck Liddell, I think everyone knows the rest of the story.

After the army, when I first moved to California, I was pretty bitter towards Hawaii, and it took me a while before I even wanted to go back and visit. I knew that Hawaii was my roots, and I had some great friends that I considered family there, But there was that bitterness and for some reason, I did not want to go back and visit. For some reason after about 10 years of living in California, I had a yearning to go back and visit some of my old friends and neighborhoods. I planned a trip and a bunch of my students and I went back to Hawaii as kind of a ceremonial Hawaiian Kempo trip, and then I was hooked. Now I love to go to back to Hawaii and visit, no more chip on my shoulder, I just have a great time visiting my old neighborhood, my old, stomping grounds, and just soaking in the beautiful weather, and great beaches. I remember those terrible days, but I focus on the great ones. I realize if it weren't for Hawaii, I wouldn't be who I am, and, without bragging, I think my self in my martial arts system has improved a lot of lives, and that is all because of me growing up as a Haole in Hawaii.