King Kamehameha IV (Johnny Tsunami)
King of Hawaii
b. 1816, r. 1836, d. 1894
The Senile Delights of the Later Years, 1879-1894
It seems that taxing away all of the rich people’s money didn’t work out the way I wanted it to. I have removed the scapegoats…I mean Nationalists…from power and replaced them with the Constitutionalists.
I confess. I picked them at random. All the political groups do the same thing in power, which is sit around and bitch about the fact we have no money. At least the Constitutionalists carry around these delightful flowers.
Well, it turns out there is something different about the Constitutionalists: They seem to think that lowering taxes will somehow fix our massive income shortage.
I received a nice letter from the Emperor of Japan back in April. He was asking me if Hawaii could use a few Japanese laborers who were down on their luck. I did the math: the more people you have, the more money you can get from taxes! So I said “sure!”
If I had realized what the Emperor meant was “Here, take 2,000,000 dirty commies,” I probably would have said no thanks.
To combat all these commie Japanese, I have replaced those idiot Constitutionalists with the Monarchists. You see, the Monarchists clearly like the Monarchy, while the Commies don’t.
No wait, on second thought, lets let the Nationalists run things. They like jingoism, and I have to admit, I don’t know what that is but it is sure fun to say. Go on, try it!
Jingoism, jingoism, jingoism.
Jin-go-is-im, jin-go-is-im, jin-go-is-im! Choo! Choo!
Wow, I wish I could afford a train.
Since I can’t, I checked to see how much it would cost to expand the Fishing Wharf. The answer made me nauseous.
The Nationalists made me pay back some of our National Debt. I would have put the Constitutionalists back in power except I am confined to my sick bed.
You might have known about my illness except for the fact that I have not funded the schools in 60 years, so no one can read or write a newspaper.
I am giddy…can you believe it? It is all about to come true! The Prime Minister told me today that we are going to get the Navy! I openly weeping when he shared the news with me, which made the PM very happy. I did not have the heart to tell him I was crying because of the catheter.
Construction was ordered on the great ship. I have lost my sight, so the Prime Minister and the Crown Prince, my nephew Dave, take turns describing the dimensions of the ship and its progress to me. God how I wish I wasn’t going deaf too or I would share all this information with you!
The Prime Minister stopped by today. He told me that the Ship was completed and Parliament had presented me with two choices for the ship name: HMS Hawaii Forever or HMS Johnny Tsunami. He didn’t seem to like the second choice, since he said it would make Hawaii “an international laughingstock.” I told him that since my illness had turned fatal and I had only days to live, I would like it very much if the ship were named after me.
He didn’t say anything and just left. I can only assume he was as chocked up by the moment as I was. Just think: The HMS Johnny Tsunami leading the invasion of Midway.
I can now die in peace.
Our hero has passed. Perhaps without the honor and respect he deserved (or maybe with far more than he deserved). What will happen with Hawaii once Dave takes over? Does it matter, since Johnny effectively mis-managed the nation into eternal mediocrity? We’ll find out soon enough on the next exciting episode of