Friday, March 23rd, 2012
December 28th 2012 marks the 122nd Anniversary of the U.S. massacre of Native Americans at Wounded Knee.
Every fixed election saw these pork barrel prostitutes; these congressmen, representatives and senators put on a shorter leash by their usurious overlords; heads halted, pulled and bought to their knees by the criminal state of Israel and its parasitic financiers.
For America, the real America, died with Chief Hupah ‘Shining Elk’ Glešká at the massacre of Wounded Knee, South Dakota, December 28th 1890; when Western European immigrants besieged and opened fire on Native Americans of the Lakota Sioux tribe.
The so-called U.S. military spared no one; as men, women and children were torn to ribbons by a cowardly barrage of machine gunfire and mortar rounds. Anywhere between 153-300 American Indians, were killed in the attack; dumped in mass graves as their country was looted at gunpoint. The last real Americans, or Natives if you prefer, can now be seen trying to scrape a living in some barren dustbowl down in the worst parts of Dakota, Colorado, Nevada, New Mexico and North Carolina. Theirs is a story of hopeless struggle, a nation lost and a people enslaved in their own land.
An eyewitness account by Oglala Lakota Chief American Horse describes the ruthless and savage manner in which the invaders struck at Wounded Knee:
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CrazyHorse Memorial, South Dakota
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“There was a woman with an infant in her arms who was killed as she almost touched the flag of truce. A mother was shot down with her infant; the child not knowing that its mother was dead was still nursing…The women as they were fleeing with their babies were killed together, shot right through…and after most all of them had been killed a cry was made that all those who were not killed or wounded should come forth and they would be safe. Little boys…came out of their places of refuge, and as soon as they came in sight a number of soldiers surrounded them and butchered them there.”
The Native Americans were successfully indoctrinated to hate themselves, demoralized by a vicious propaganda campaign, chillingly summarized by its slogan: ‘Kill The Indian, Save The Man’. Having lost their country and slowly divided by collaborators and self-defeating tribalism, material dispossession led to despair which led to alcoholism which led to the gutters of gambling and a downward spiral that was sure to end in absolute ruin for this once brave and magnificent race.
Now those with a penchant for comparative martyrology have tried to draw parallels between the persecutions of Jewry in Europe to that of the Natives in America. The irony being that few, if any, of those who peddle this preposterous canard know, or will ever admit to the fact, that it was ‘The Benefactor of Jews’ Edmond James de Rothschild who bankrolled the slaughter of Native Americans (via Jacob Schiff’s ‘Kuhn, Loeb and Co’, August Belmont, Nicholas Lowe, J.P. Morgan, Albert Pike, Sigmund Shlesinger and other agents of influence).
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| President Jackson,"driving out the devils and money changers" with his order to withdraw public money from the central bank - Edward Clay lithograph, published 1833 |
By 1846, learned members of the international community were aware of Rothschild’s murderous obsession to regain their economic stranglehold over North America (they’d been kicked out en-masse by President Jackson in 1836 but their system of fractional reserve banking continued to decimate the country) by securing a charter to impose a central bank (i.e. permission to print dollars, determine the rate of interest and fully control the American economy ergo U.S. policy).
Jackson’s successor President Jon Tyler, despite numerous death threats, upheld the ban on Rothschild; the next five Presidents would also hold the line against Rothschild. But the criminal banking cartel got the upper hand by assassinating anti-Rothschild Presidents Abraham Lincoln in 1865 and James A. Garfield in 1881.
The destruction of the remaining Native Americans would clear the way for the Rothschild controlled Union and Southern Pacific Railroad (deepening their economic occupation of America en route to regaining the central bank charter in 1917), and serve to seal a Faustian pact between power hungry Western European immigrants and the megalomaniac proponents of Jewish supremacy.
Even today, you’ll often find the same Zionist Jews who try and compare their suffering to the American Indians, emotionally blackmail white America (irrespective of whether they condone or condemn the crimes of their forefathers) to back their genocide against the Palestinian Arabs. After all, if it was Kosher for them to wipe out the ‘Red Skins’, why should they object to the likeminded extermination of the ‘Rag Heads’?
Such was the universal disdain for Rothschild meddling in the 19th century, that less than a year after Wounded Knee, and in spite of the fact that Britain is also a vassal state of Rothschild, the following editorial appeared in the ‘The British Labour Leader’ newspaper:
“This blood-sucking crew (Rothschild) has been the cause of untold mischief and misery during the present century, and has piled up its prodigious wealth chiefly through fomenting wars between States which ought never to have quarrelled. Whenever there is trouble in Europe, wherever rumours of war circulate and men’s minds are distraught with fear of change and calamity you may be sure that Rothschild is near the region of the disturbance.”
U.S. journalist L. Frank Baum vocalized the sentiments of the ignorant masses, and less than a week after the massacre, as frozen corpses were still being excavated and Native youth ruthlessly exterminated by U.S. troops, Baum wrote:
“Having wronged them for centuries we had better, in order to protect our civilization, follow it up by one more wrong and wipe these untamed and untameable creatures from the face of the earth. The whites are masters of the American continent, and the best safety of the frontier settlements will be secured by the total annihilation of the few remaining Indians. Why not annihilation? Their glory has fled, their spirit is broken, their manhood effaced; better that they die than live the miserable wretches that they are.”
Life on the Pine Ridge reservation, South Dakota, seems to have come to standstill a long time ago. The red desert landscape is dotted with poorly built wooden shacks, fitted with corrugated iron fronts; the majority of these houses have no hot water and others have only just been connected to the power grid. Torn pieces of canvas and cloth attached to cover the broken windshield of a pickup truck, flutter in the mid autumn breeze like rags on an injured leper. Three Native American girls in their early twenties huddle outside a shack; one cradles a puppy against her chest as the other rubs both hands against her arms in an effort to stay warm. Further down the road; a drunkard lies unconscious, empty bottle in hand, on the porch of a beaten up old saloon as a skinny black Labrador staggers through the empty streets, his tongue hanging out as if to imitate the wasted winos around him.
Its’ not hard to be affected by the monumental tragedy that occurred just a few miles from here in 1890: For if Wounded Knee was the death of the dream, than Pine Ridge is the dreamer’s tortured spirit, a meandering wraith trapped between life and death: patronized, forgotten and left to rot. The majority of American Indians live below the poverty line, education opportunities are limited, employment is virtually non-existent, 23.1% of the prison population are Natives, the average life expectancy for an American Indian is just 50 and teenage suicides are the highest in the country.
The ancient Greek historian Myron of Priene wrote of the persecuted Helot civilisation in 280 B.C., and described how the savage Spartan minority imposed upon the Helots “…every shameful task leading to disgrace”. And went onto reveal that if any Helot “…exceeded the vigour proper to a slave’s condition, they (Sparta) made death the penalty”.
Well I’ve seen the Helots of today, a people who had everything and lost it all, who tried their best to resist but where decimated and trampled by an enemy more brutal than such a people could ever imagine much less overcome. An enemy that now threatens the world and looks upon the Earth with the same covetous eyes with which it once looked upon the Americas, a mad beast plagued with violence, racism, paranoia and greed. And yet despite their hardships and the impossible task of having to reside inside the belly of the mad beast, Wounded Knee is not just the site of a loss, its’ also the site of a small, but significant, victory: 22 years ago, this historic site was home to a renewed freedom struggle, a 71 day siege where the AIM (American Indian Movement) declared independence from the U.S. regime and liberated part of their country. They were, alas, thwarted by the same problems that’d led to their ancestor’s downfall. But it was a cri de Coeur heard around the world, one which reminded the U.S. that American Indians will not be swept under the colonial carpet, but rise up as a defiant, albeit dying, reminder, of the sins of those who fraudulently call themselves Americans.
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