On Thanksgiving….

 

I want to thank the Indians for giving up their land, willingly, so that I can sit down and enjoy a nice, plump turkey that was bred solely to be butchered, shipped to a grocery store near me and stuffed and cooked so that myself and those I adore can sit down to Thanksgiving dinner and enjoy the dead turkey, the cranberry sauce, the green bean casserole, the mashed potatoes, the rolls and for dessert, some delicious pumpkin or sweet potato pie. We are going to wine and dine and sit back and have our pictures taken and what a Norman Rockwell version of Thanksgiving that will be.

To hell with those lies!

On Thursday, November 23rd, I shall not recognize a holiday mired in hypocrisy, torture, murder, thievery and the list is endless. I will not stand in line at an airport anxiously waiting to board a flight and head to a city filled with people I despise. I will not ‘celebrate’ what the white man has shit on and to this day, continues to shit on the Indigenous peoples of this land. As bad as Black folks have it, Indians have it far worse and, no indeed, I will not participate in this fucked up farce called, a holiday. This is no goddamn holiday! This is a travesty; a murderous atrocity! Only a nation filled with ignorant degenerates can turn something so vile, obscene and foul into a ‘holiday’. Only people with no heart or soul or conscience can sit somewhere and get enjoyment on a day that has been set aside to celebrate killing people and stealing their land; rejoicing on the very graves of those who were murdered so that we can sit somewhere and gorge ourselves in our well-heated homes and claim that we are thankful, but if we were really thankful, we would be demanding that the government do more to relieve the plight of those few Indians who are left; who are living in abject hell and who are dying in the most horrible way possible while we pretend that what happened to them wasn’t real.

Because the whites gloss over everything they do that is disgusting, vicious and hateful; the ugliness that they paint with a hypocritical brush of thankfulness and goodwill, we take that shit up and we run with it knowing full well that we are complicit in ignoring what actually happened between the so-called pilgrims and the Indians. You know very well that there was no nice, warm and cozy Thanksgiving going on between the pilgrims and the Indians; you know this. And yet, there you sit on your sanctimonious, fat American ass salivating over a dead turkey and all the trimmings while secretly hoping this celebration of thankfulness will be over by 6pm when Wal-Mart opens and out the door you go to engage in your pre-Black Friday madness shopping. Not even for one whole day can you give up your lust for all things material; shit that only Americans lust for, will break each others necks for. You ugly ass Americans are so damn ugly, your faces should refuse to reflect it in a damn mirror. It shouldn’t just crack. It should refuse to even display the loathsome creature that’s staring into it.

I will always hate this time of year because I am bombarded not with the truth, but with advertisements of how many discounted items I can shop for and where. I am not bombarded with images of entire tribes of Indians wiped out; massacred, slaughtered, oh no! Never that! I am to finger my way through an ad touting deep discounts on TVs, smartphones, smartphone plans, new SUVs, bigger washing machines and dryers, robotic vacuum cleaners; everything that a plastic card can buy and so hop to it. No, I will not hop to it! Because I am not just some brain dead shopping drone who can’t think for herself. I am well aware of what went down between the pilgrims and the Indians and there ain’t a goddamn thing to celebrate! I refuse to celebrate pure and unadulterated capitalism; a culture of consumerism where most everything we buy was made in sweat shops and factories in foreign lands producing industrial pollution by the metric ton so that we can talk shit about how thankful we are while a group of people who were here first are all but wiped out! But we are fucking going shopping while also spouting useless rhetoric about our concern over global warming; climate change when if we were still living like the Indians were, none of this would have come about!

The Indians are living like shit! Entire tribes were wiped out! The children of many Indians were taken from them and indoctrinated into the white mans ways. They were discouraged from speaking their native tongue, were discouraged in continuing in their ‘heathen’ ways as determined by the white man who could not be more of a heathen if he tried. You despicable white shits to this very day are just as vicious, cold and snakelike as those who are the reason your filthy asses exist.

But did you depraved abominations stop there? Oh hell no! You’re never quite finished fucking up people or their land, are you? No, indeed! You were just getting started with the Indians. After you had either outright killed the Indians or subdued them on reservations, it was time to build up this stolen land and lo and behold, that’s where my Black ass comes into it. Those who were dragged over here kicking and screaming in the holds of stinking cargo ships are the reason I sit here and write this. They also give me reason to hate your ass with a hatred so intense, I look as though fire is trying to escape from beneath my skin. I have no need to wonder why I am often red in the goddamn face. It is because every single time I see one of you worms, I wish that you would almost instantly drop dead, but writhe and moan in sheer torment first!

Everyone over here in America, Caucasoid cocksuckers, has every reason in the world to hate your filthy guts and believe me, many of us do! And I will not ‘celebrate’ your stinking hypocrisy; your continued genocide of entire ethnic groups including mine and like I always say, “Come on up in here with some goddamn ‘love all people’ shit and I will be more than happy to mop the goddamn cyber floor with your depraved white ass!” Every single time I hear of a mass shooting of whites by another white assed motherfucker, I laugh because there you just go on and on about “Black on Black” crime when why worry about us when your own kind is now filling your asses with bullets and they are all deemed, crazy. How can you be crazy? You are the very ones who have determined that all other groups are crazy and ‘for their own good’ of course, you’ve got them lining up to receive your poisoned psych pills, but who is running rampant over here killing children and anyone in sight for the sheer joy of it? Why you white terrorists, that’s who. Oh, but that’s what makes you think you’re filled with ‘supremacy’, right? Because you can amass a shitload of guns and get to shooting wherever and whenever you please? Go ahead! Because karma is a bitch and all that killing that you have engaged in, the world over, is coming home to bite you in the ass. Yes, indeed white folks, enjoy your Thanksgiving because some white mass murdering terrorist just might make it your last!

4 thoughts on “On Thanksgiving….

  1. Campsites “reserved” for Native Americans provide sustenance in the form of food deserts that market the junk food produced by food “service” industries that package the lowest grades of ingredients churned out by corporations reserved for white ownership only, heavily male. Decent supermarkets are typically 70 miles or so away from the camps. The wealth squeezed from workers’ sweat gets sequestered into wealth management accounts held by nice privileged white people.

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    • Bill, I certainly thank you for your comment and it is so spot on!

      Even the useless United Nations sent S. James Anaya, special rapporteur on the rights of Indigenous Peoples to investigate the plight of the Indigenous Peoples of this land and after having gathered his information, he attempted to report his findings to congress but of course, they refused to meet with him for why should they? This fucked up government never had any intentions of honoring the many worthless treaties that were drawn up over land the Indians owned.

      When I lived in Minnesota, I saw, first hand, how bad the Indians live and believe me, it’s bad. The Somali immigrants were living better than the Indians. And this is what I cannot understand. How in the world can we house Somali immigrants, give them access to free health care while Indians still live hopelessly on reservations, dying early from diseases that they should not be dying from? How is that right or just? It’s not. There should not be one homeless Indian wandering the streets anywhere. There should be not one Indian suffering from health issues because they’ve no health insurance. The whites of this country have much to answer for and they’ll soon be made to start.

      Below is an excerpt about what the special rapporteur uncovered when he investigated the plight of the Indians here.

      James Anaya, the U.N. special rapporteur on the rights of indigenous peoples, has conducted the United Nations’ first-ever investigation into the plight of Native Americans living in the United States. Anaya’s recommendations include advising the U.S. to return some land to Native American tribes, including South Dakota’s Black Hills, home to the famous Mt. Rushmore monument. Anaya says such a move would be a step toward addressing systemic discrimination against Native Americans that continues to this day. “The indigenous peoples of this country … suffer from poverty, poor health conditions, lack of attainment of formal education [and] social ills at rates that far exceed those of other segments of the American population,” Anaya says. “These conditions are related to a history of wrongs that they have suffered.

      Bill, again, I thank you for your comment.

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    • Dr. Bramhall, you are SO right! And that is exactly what I intend to do, mourn. No one had better call me tomorrow talking about some damn Happy Thanksgiving. They’ll get what for and in no uncertain terms, but I don’t think I’ve got to worry about that happening because I’ve made my views known to anyone who would listen and to many who did not want to listen.

      We are some real ignorant and twisted shits over here when we can call Thanksgiving a goddamn holiday while those whose land was stolen are somewhere suffering untold miseries. I must stop here for if I continue, I shall surely spontaneously combust!

      I thank you for your comment!

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