Ahhh...Wakiki's tumultuous days - Yappy's, Diamond Head Markets, the Lemon Tree, Don Ho's Duke's, Aku Head?  GONE.  So, Go West Young Man...Wild Chinatown...tether horses along vagrant streets of bawdy saloons, mamasan tailors, Asian trinkets, noodles and drugs.  Civilization encroaches - Kukui Plaza families, Judge Roy Bean.  Char Hung Sut now in Tombstone's ghosttown.  Fading storefronts servicing passing cowboys, stagecoaches, goldminer wagons.  Disappearing horse rails.  Pedestrian Street Malls now shield the law abiding away from vagrants, cowboys, horses and drug alleys.  Must we tame the Wild West?  The demise of Hotel Street dens for Alexandia-the-Great-48-by-the-tape and subduing the Union Bars doomed Chinatown to the boring future - the letter of law, whereby the true West becomes entirely the fake facade for the tourist experience --   Waikiki, the Polynesian Cultural Center, and very soon Chinatown.  Sniffles.