With one regime succeeding another, we Islanders have been molded into various shapes that fitted different colonizers’ wants and needs: Politically esteemed greatness of alien languages; politically enthroned alien cultures that are arbitrarily declared to be our mother cultures; self-abnegation and self-exploitations that have so sadly become our mental reflex through decades of alienating education. Who are we and what do we still have, if any, as our years have become theirs – their initiatives, their propaganda, their misrepresentations and their interventions. Which histories shall we bear in mind? Festivities of which cultures shall we venerate and celebrate? Which heroes and heroines do we worship? By names of whom do we make our vows?