Thanksgiving was founded on the genocide of America’s indigenous people. Celebrating it is like being thankful for the Holocaust.
“The United States is a nation defined by its original sin: the genocide of American Indians […]. American Indian tribes are viewed as an inherent threat to the nation, poised to expose the great lies of U.S. democracy: that we are a nation of laws and not random power; that we are guided by reason and not faith; that we are governed by representation and not executive order; and finally, that we stand as a self-determined citizenry and not a kingdom of blood or aristocracy […]. From the perspective of American Indians, ‘democracy’ has been wielded with impunity as the first and most virulent weapon of mass destruction.”
I’m sick of this nonsense about the U.S. being a moral authority. At no point in its history has the U.S. been a beacon of morality:
Not when committing genocide against the Native Americans.
Not when passing out smallpox blankets and liquor to Native Americans.
Not when forcibly performing experiments on Black slaves.
Not during the Tuskegee Experiment.
Not when stealing Puerto Rico.
Not when performing forced sterilizations on unknowing women of color.
Not when stealing Texas, Arizona, New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, and California from Mexico.
Not when enslaving, selling, raping, murdering, and torturing Africans.
Not when it had Jim Crow.
Not during the Civil Rights Movement.
Not when it was dropping bombs on Nagasaki and Hiroshima.
Not when it had Japanese internment camps (WWII), into which they forced American citizens.
Not when it engaged in an illegal war with Vietnam and committed MANY horrific war crimes (My Lai Massacre; Agent Orange).
Not when it assassinated–or helped bring about the assassinations of–Patrice Lumumba, Malcolm X, MLK, Fred Hampton, and many more.
Not when it put drugs and guns into Black communities.
Not when it instituted racist drug laws.
Not when creating racist organizations to sabotage Civil Rights movements (COINTELPRO).
Not during the terrorist acts against “Black Wallstreet” in 1921 (Tulsa race riot).
Not when lynchings of Black people were sources of entertainment for racist monsters.
Not when it invaded the wrong country (Iraq) under false pretenses.
Not when it has the highest prison population in the world.
Not when has a culture that promotes rape.
Not when people can be murdered on camera and the murderer go free (Eric Garner murdered with illegal chokehold).
Not when Native American populations have been decimated, and many of the ones left continue to suffer on reservations.
Not when using drones to kill innocent Pakistani, Yemeni, and even American civilians.
Not when torturing people with water-boarding, rectal feeding/rehydration, and force-feeding people through tubes shoved down their nasal passages.
Not while continuing to keep Guantanamo Bay open, holding more than 130 people prisoner.
The U.S. has long lauded itself as THE moral authority, but it is a nation founded on hypocrisy and irony, genocide and slavery, rape and torture, theft and corruption. The United States of AmeriKKKa is one of the most immoral and unjust nations in the world… Possibly the worst, on the basis of its hypocrisy.
A hauntingly beautiful portrait of Selk´nam women, native Americans of Tierra del Fuego, Chili. This tribe of indigenous people were wiped out by genocide with settlement of their land by sheep ranches in the late 19th & early 20th centuries. The last Selk'nam tribe member died in 1974.
Thanksgiving to me has never been about Pilgrims. When I was six, my mother, a woman of the Dineh nation, told my sister and me not to sing “Land of the Pilgrim’s pride” in “America the Beautiful.” Our people, she said, had been here much longer and taken much better care of the land. We were to sing “Land of the Indian’s pride” instead.
I was proud to sing the new lyrics in school, but I sang softly. It was enough for me to know the difference. At six, I felt I had learned something very important. As a child of a Native American family, you are part of a very select group of survivors, and I learned that my family possessed some “inside” knowledge of what really happened when those poor, tired masses came to our homes.
When the Pilgrims came to Plymouth Rock, they were poor and hungry – half of them died within a few months from disease and hunger. When Squanto, a Wampanoag man, found them, they were in a pitiful state. He spoke English, having traveled to Europe, and took pity on them. Their English crops had failed. The native people fed them through the winter and taught them how to grow their food.
These were not merely “friendly Indians.” They had already experienced European slave traders raiding their villages for a hundred years or so, and they were wary – but it was their way to give freely to those who had nothing. Among many of our peoples, showing that you can give without holding back is the way to earn respect. Among the Dakota, my father’s people, they say, when asked to give, “Are we not Dakota and alive?” It was believed that by giving there would be enough for all – the exact opposite of the system we live in now, which is based on selling, not giving.
Portland City Council Passes Indigenous Peoples’ Day Resolution
Amazing! Portland, OR joins the ranks of Seattle, Bellingham, Olympia, Berkeley, Minneapolis, Saint Paul, Grand Rapids, Traverse City, South Dakota, and Mich and Newstead, NY who have all passed similar resolutions. Now if only the rest of the US could follow suit…
At noon on every Thanksgiving Day in Plymouth, MA, Coles Hill transforms into a place to remember the oppression of Native People (National Day of Mourning) and the many other cultural groups which continue to be oppressed around the world, while also honoring the Native culture with tradition and ceremony. A statue of Massasoit stands atop the hill.