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The Truth about the First Thanksgiving…

My annual re-post of one of my more popular blogs. "Considering that virtually none of the standard fare surrounding Thanksgiving contains an ounce of authenticity, historical accuracy, or cross-cultural perception, why is it so apparently ingrained?  Is it necessary to the American psyche to perpetually exploit and debase its victims in order to justify its history?" – Michael Dorris  Ah, our lovely annual turkey day celebration of one of the greatest ethnic cleansings in all of human history (caveat:  by genocide, I refer not to population decimation by disease which was not deliberate save the single extant example of Lord Jeffrey Amherst, commander of British forces during the French-Indian War [and the image of U.S. Cavalry doing the same originates in Ward Churchill’s spurious scholarship and has been exposed as deceit], although the decimation wrought by disease was what informed Manifest Destiny ), but instead the long history of exterminationist and a...

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Sticking my finger in the dike…

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