These hippies (no doubt the same set that is trying to ban telescopes on Mauna Kea) are feeling so good, so noble, about taking back this rather worthless piece of real estate from the Navy. If it were not for the Navy, the Japanese would have invaded Hawaii and enslaved the population, or worse, given their bloodthirsty nature.
A good friend of the family, a captain in the Marine Corps, was ordered to fly these hippies out to the island and do what they said. Carry their beer! U.S. Marines had to carry their beer! Enlisted men amused themselves by piling rocks on top of each other and running back and saing "Hey! We've found another heiau! It was thereafter duly noted on all the maps as a sacred place.
In 1944 my Uncle Bill first saw Hawaii over his cannons on a Destroyer Escort. He was ordered to open fire, and he thought "I sure hope this is the right island."