December 26, 2014 by arnierosner
people come to me wanting to accost me and tell me about Kevin Annett and his
effort to expose the mistreatment and genocide of Native American children
while in the care of “Indian Residential Schools” in Canada. These people were newly awakened to the
issues— but they are not new issues.
These people have also wanted me to take stands against various
accused public figures and to help Annett and my answer is always the same:
This has led to numerous arguments in which I have been castI explain to them that I have every sympathy for the victims, but that there is something fishy about Annett and his efforts—- something lopsided, something that doesn’t ring true, because what he does is not even-handed and so, he doesn’t aim at real justice. What good is it, I have asked, to try to cure one injustice by creating another injustice?
as the bad guy, possibly a racist, someone of questionable moral fortitude
because I haven’t jumped on the bandwagon and given Annett a stamp of
approval. My Shinola Sensor has once
again been proven right, as Annett has been exposed as a fraud.
That doesn’t mean that the issues he raised are
fraudulent— far from it. I would ask
his disillusioned supporters to remember that now.
These crimes he brought to light have been festering for at
least as long as I have been alive, and growing up in Wisconsin seven miles from
a Winnebago Indian Mission, I have known about them almost as long. Indeed, the misery and suffering of these
children, like the misery and suffering of their parents and grandparents, is
no secret. Like the incarceration of
Japanese Americans in Internment Camps during World War II and the public
seizures of German-American businesses and private property during World War I,
it is all part of the Dirty Uncle Sam History we don’t talk about. Yet, millions of people know. We just pretend not to.
Was Kevin Annett simply that one person among the millions
whose moral convictions were strong enough to take a stand while the rest of us
stood silent? Or was he an agent
provocateur hired by the Banksters to defame religious institutions? Does it even matter?
The same people who wanted me to support
Annett are now chomping at the bit ready to condemn him and discount everything
he said and did. The same people who too
hastily accepted him as a champion and put their faith in a largely bogus
organization, now want to throw the
issues he raised away, too, and I am left in the odd position of once again
Native Americans have been subjected to systematic physical
and cultural genocide on an unimaginable scale. That is the fact and we not only
know it, we need to face it. What
happened in the residential schools throughout Canada and the US is scandalous,
yes, but it is only a fraction, a terrible, poignant, heart-breaking fraction
of what has gone on here in America.
Once you see these issues in all their ugliness and cruelty
and senselessness and ignorance, you become members of the Secret Suffering
Club. You become bound by your knowing. You and everyone else who is aware of
what happened wonders —what can be done?
And the answer always comes back the same: you can do nothing about the
past. You can’t raise lost children from
the dead. You can’t retrieve lost
languages. You can’t make up for such
losses. Ever. You see the fall leaves swirling through the
autumn sky, dropping on the silver surface of a flowing stream and you know in
your heart that whatever might have been is gone. The songs of these children are unsung. Their paintings will never hang on
walls. Their children will not sit
beside you and look up at the sky and wonder….and all of that and so much
more is gone, never to return.
No amount of money can repair it. No amount of punishment or condemnation of
the guilty can make it right. Nothing on
earth, nothing that men can do or say, can ever change it.
What is the value of a man like Kevin Annett, now despised
by his former supporters as a fraud because he faked the whole ITCCS set up and
Listen up, please, because this
comes from someone who never got dew-eyed over him in the first place— the
value of a man like Kevin is that he makes the rest of us look at things we’d
rather not see. He brings attention to
the hidden festering places in our own souls.
He reminds us of the very real suffering of others and the culpability
of our society and our institutions which have both created and allowed such
More than almost anyone can imagine, I understood Russell
Means when he issued his interview called, “Welcome to the Reservation.” He said it because he knew that we have all
been enslaved by the same vicious criminal syndicate operating the “United
States, Inc.” that has mistreated the
American Indians for five centuries.
I understand Leonard Peltier, too, locked away by a self-interested corporation
with no more granted authority to hold him captive than PEPSICO, yet still trying to bequeath a positive
vision of life and love to future generations, still trying to save planet
earth from inside his prison grave.
These are men who do not cry-baby uselessly about the past
because they know they can do nothing about the past. They don’t bother to ask for “justice”
because they know that there is nothing that can ever make up for what they’ve
lost. These men are brutally,
unflinchingly fair and honest, because they are burned clean of all that the
world can say or promise—-and yet they serve the same purpose as a Kevin
/* Style Definitions */
mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;
They remind us of the cruelty and criminality that we have
fostered and institutionalized. They
call upon us to wake up, own our share of the problem, and take action in the
only time and space that is real — this blessed moment called, “Now”.
Thanks to: http://scannedretina.com