Reflections from the Ah­nish­i­nah­bæójib­way (We, the People)


May 6, 1994

There has been an uproar in the news media about the due process of law as it is being applied by the government of Singapore to U.S. citizen Michael Fay.  On Tuesday, the Bemidji Pioneer reprinted an editorial carried by the Associated Press, which concluded that punishment by caning “is not a matter out of which international incidents should be made,” although the editorial writer calls this lawful administration of justice is “a barbaric one.”

The widespread media hype over the punishment of Michael Fay, who has had a fair and legal trial under the laws of Singapore, is ironic, but probably not unexpected, since Mr. Fay is an upper-caste White, and under U.S. common law would be accorded special considerations, meaning no more than a slap on the wrist.  The American judicial system works very differently for the high-class Whites at the top of the immigrants’ hierarchy, than it does for those non-Whites who are called “low-class.”

The laws on the U.S. books require that a person be read their “rights,” and define a person as “innocent until proven guilty” under due process of law.  Rodney King had not been convicted of anything when the Los Angeles police administered some corporal punishment with a baton (in layman’s terms, a club).  When they were pounding on Mr. King as he lay on the ground, did the police tell him that he was under arrest?  While they beat him up, did they read him his rights?  What’s the difference between being clubbed in Los Angeles and being caned in Singapore—a presumably fair trial?

What about all of the “Native Americans” who have had the Minneapolis Police as their judge, jury, and executioner?  Just about every non-White male who has lived in Minneapolis knows what the “elevator ride” means: after a person is arrested, and has their arms handcuffed behind their back, half a dozen of the Brave Men in Blue beat the defenseless “suspect” up, in the elevator in the Minneapolis Courthouse.  This barbaric behavior does not violate the European invaders’ U.S. Constitutional clause about “cruel and unusual punishment” because for many years, this kind of “elevator ride” was usual and commonplace, and I suppose in crooked English, something has to be both cruel and unusual in order to be “unconstitutional.”  The Minneapolis elevator ride was sanctioned and funded by the Minnesota State Legislature, rather than the Ku Klux Klan—or are these both part of the same thing?

The media’s hue and cry about Michael Fay’s punishment in Singapore has been drawing on the deep racism against Asians which has been a part of Euro-American culture for a long time.  The media has implied that punishment by caning is Chinese barbarism.  If caning is an indigenous Asian legal punishment, then it belongs in Asia, just as the English-law practice of “capital punishment” belongs in England.  In the Euro-Americans’ smug self-satisfaction about the U.S. legal system, they do not stop to think that their imported Roman and English law is not indigenous to this Continent, and does not belong here.  The media has been insinuating that Singapore’s legal system should be under the supervision of “International Law.”  The Catch-22 is that what they are calling International Law is an European concept, based on the European perspective of European languages, coming out of inherently violent Roman Law, and has no legitimate jurisdiction over the Aboriginal Indigenous peoples of the world.  The so-called “Indian Law” which is periodically promoted in the media, is also Roman law, and is a foreign concept which does not belong on this Continent either.

IDENTITY PROBLEMS:

Saturday evening, I received a phone call from a female who refused to identify herself.  She referred to my not voting in the 1934 Indian Reorganization Act elections for the puppet “Sovereign Tribal” governments which the U.S. Senate called “Federal instrumentalities for the implementation of U.S. policy.”  She was upset that I am not an Indian, and claimed that I should not live on what she called “Indian land.”  I told her that where I live is Ahnishinahbæótjibway land, and has belonged to my patrilineal ancestors of the Bear Dodem, long before either the Indians or the Euro-Americans got here.  It is still Ahnishinahbæótjibway land, and this place where I live still belongs to my people of the Bear Dodem.  This is not “Indian land,” although I did not have a chance to tell the anonymous caller that the Indians ceded whatever claim they might have had under all of the “sacred Indian Treaties” that they liked to sign so much.  Indians are so uniquely Sovereign that they are wards of the U.S. Government under “sacred Trusteeship,” as well as being subject to State jurisdiction under Public Law 280.

The Nameless Woman told me I should be “Indian and Proud,” but she couldn’t be very proud to be an “Indian,” because she hung up on me rather than explaining how to do this seemingly impossible contradiction.  The Indian identity was invented by the Europeans, and the oxymoron slogan, “Indian and Proud,” was probably written by some White bureaucrat slopping and pigging out at the public trough on Aboriginal Indigenous peoples’ resources.  The Indian identity is indefensible, which is why Ms. Nameless hung up.  If I didn’t know what it really meant, I’d be the first to holler “Indian and Proud”—and if “Indians” were real, I’d be defending them.  Since I’ve learned the English language, and understand all of the ugly stereotypes and racist labels which are built into the White man’s projection, “Indian,” and all of the other destructive definitions which are a part of this European word “Indian,” I don’t know how anybody in their right mind could be proud of being an “Indian.”  As a matter of fact, I consider the word “Indian” a racist insult, and don’t understand why the Métis and other people who say they are “demonstrating against racism” aren’t up in Washington, D.C. protesting categorization as “Indian,” rather than worrying about inconsequential problems like the mascots of the Atlanta Braves.

A couple of weeks ago, I spent most of the day calling Washington, D.C., trying to get some sensible answers about the amendments to the Indian Freedom of Religion Act.  If anybody knew anything, they weren’t telling.  All I got was invitations to the White House’s Media Circus Event featuring Duly Elected I.R.A. Indian leaders—if I want to look at Indo-European Tribal Chairmen, I don’t have to buy a ticket to Washington, D.C., to do it.  According to media reports, one of the Wanna-Be Indian I.R.A. Chairmen was in a hurry to catch his private jet.  There are some other Indians who have been forcibly relocated, and travel in the trunks of Minneapolis squad cars, which are also known as “trunkmobiles.”  Ahnishinahbæótjibway society is egalitarian, but the people who are externally defined as “Indians,” have adopted the values of their White fathers, and have an amusing class system as well as a transportation problem.

I suppose that the Real Indian Wanna-Be Leaders get paid good money to be Indian, and it’s a lucrative job to promote “Indians,” and draw public attention away from the real problems.  I don’t need be defined by the immigrant Euro-Americans, especially not into a racist and destructive identity.

IDENTITY  AGAIN:

Tuesday’s Bemidji Pioneer had a front-page article about the Open Doors project in the Kelliher public schools.  According to staff writer Monte Draper, the questions they asked are “Who Am I” and “Where am I going?”  But, they didn’t want to think about the crucial question: “Where did I come from?”  You have to know how you got to where you are, as well as who you are, in order to make a sensible decision about where you’re going—unless somebody’s defining you and regulating your life as a slave.

The Bureau of Indian Affairs holds massive amounts of genealogical information—about the immigrant, pioneer, roots of the Whites and the Indians, as well as information about the Aboriginal Indigenous people.  The B.I.A. is hiding this information, which has been compiled using public funds from mostly public sources, and is redefining this public information as “private and confidential.”  This information is public information which needs to be released to the community.  Call Senator Wellstone at: 1-800-642-6041; Attorney General Janet Reno at: 1-202-633-2001, or Secretary of the Interior Bruce Babbitt at 1-202-343-7351.  (Senator Wellstone’s number is toll-free.)  The Bureau of Indian Affairs depends on keeping their dirty secrets hidden under mis-information and bureaucratic mumbo-jumbo, having records destroyed by Congressional order or negligence; or simply hiding them as “confidential.”  If you are going to have honest government, that government should have nothing to hide.

My telephone number is (218) 679-2382 and my mailing address is P.O. Box 484, Bemidji, MN 56601.

Wub-e-ke-niew


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