Each of us originates in the bubble that is the womb, and proceeds into a larger bubble — a system of approved myths inherited upon birth. Mythical systems accrete over the centuries, they become the stuff of culture, of family, of traditions — of a certain mythos. Xenophobia is a fear of the foreign mythos, the strange, the other-wordly.
You’re talking about the dregs of society who have a way at doling off the rest of us. Not in our neighborhood, Bill.
Three monotheistic religions spring from myths. The triad started with the patriarch Ibrahim’s sexual relations with that woman (Sara) and with that woman (Hagar). Ibrahim stands atop an isosceles triangle, isosceles because Judaism and Christianity are more familiar with each other, they are the points at respective ends of the shorter line of the triangle. Together, they celebrate something called a Judeo-Christian tradition.
Bill, have you ever heard of a Judeo-Islamic tradition, a Christo-Islamic tradition? Hang out with scimitar lovers and you’ll die by the sword. Live safe or die, that’s our motto.
The progeny of Isaac and Ishmael revere their father Ibrahim, but they do not visit the mother of the other. A brother discarded at birth becomes a grotesque creature during centuries of banishment.
My birth certificate states that its described birth was “legitimate” — that I am not a bastard. Legitimate and illegitimate bring baggage to the children thus belittled. Do they not? Are there any possible connotations that suggest “bastard” might be a loaded word?
Takes one to know one, bastard. Your father was probably born in Kenya, too. We’d like to see if your birth certificate has an “il” erasure. Just the facts, man. Just the facts.
Yesterday was “Columbus” Day, it was also “Indigenous Peoples’ Day.” Columbus myths are more important to its proponents than Columbus facts. Fortunately for them, those who favor myth have techniques such as confirmation bias to keep the 25th suggestion for an Indigenous Peoples Day safely at bay.
Indians, Slaves and Mass Murder
I listened to a disquieting interview yesterday with author Carol Delaney on her book Columbus and the Quest for Jerusalem. Delaney offered much more than a standard defense of Columbus Day, she accurately and disturbingly connected the dots that most Columbus proponents ignore. In other words, Ishmael be damned.
She proudly connected those dots to illuminate an ambition far larger than a couple continents — the apparent need for never ending condemnation of Islam in polite company. Forever and ever, amen.
A few salient points on population movement:
- The expulsion of Jews from Spain was completed in 1492, the expulsion of Muslims was completed in 1609.
- The ethnic cleansing in the Americas began in 1492
- The Inquisition in Spain was already underway in 1492
- There still exists a longing nostalgia for the Crusades today
- The Crusades are yet described as purely a matter of self-defense.
The sacred myth informs the non-indigenous that Columbus was a faithful Italian Catholic tasked with restoring Jerusalem to Christendom — or at least Judeo-Christendom — through a two-speared operation, from the east as well: completing the aims of the Crusades and the object of the Inquisition.
Columbus stumbled onto a foothold role that established ports for the grim slavers to reap the benefit of clockwise flowing ocean currents. These currents were perfect for purposes of logistic maximization. Cargo circuits brought plentiful human resources from Africa to “get the job done” in a properly fulsome manner. After emptying human cargo at the ports of Columbine discovery, they could deadhead those empty craft and load up bipeds in Western Africa. A logistical marvel of the first order.
Portugal supplied missionaries to convert indigenous peoples surrounding the Amazon, pacification brought us Brazil, Spain pretty much tamed the rest of what is now known as Latin America. Access to pagans made possible by craven Conquistadors who rammed through the soft underbelly of the western portions of North America to the wealth of California and the expanse of Texas.
Does it matter a whit that the colonizers spring from European stock, possess Caucasian physiognomy, have a skin color not tanned by either the sun or made golden under a set of purple ultraviolet ray emitters?
You were probably offended by that Dove advertisement that got all you political correctors lathered. What’s wrong with being white? To the victors go the spoils. Says it all. That’s all you need to know, all there is to know. Get with the program or take the next flight out.
Thanks for reading.
2 thoughts on “Indigenous Peoples’ Day”
Thanks for a really good and informative post. My grandparents and some of my great grandparents left Germany to come to the US of A. My maternal grandpa came over on a sailing ship in the early 1900’s as a young man, I recall him telling me he was still a teenagers. My Dads’ dad was born in the US as was his mother. I was never clear about my maternal grandmother. My Dads’ family were dairy farmers and would never have even thought of owning a human being, that’s what they had kids for. Cheaper labor than slaves, that was my attempt at humor. Sorry if it fell flat, my humor usually does.
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Thank you for the kind compliment, be assured that it means a great deal to me. It’s also rewarding to hear from people who do not hesitate to speak their mind, particularly when espousing minority viewpoints. Actually, speaking otherwise invites hypocrisy: phoniness at best. The tyranny of the majority is what I distrust most. Majority rule usually causes major disaster.
You know much more about your family tree than I do about mine. However, living in Germany between 1971 and 1973 contributed much to my world view. Certainly a privilege that influenced me, I hope for the better. My birthdate drew number 255 in the draft lottery, had I been born three days earlier it would have drawn number 1 in that fateful lottery.
By the way, I happen to enjoy your sense of humor, something that fits seamlessly and consistently with what you write, and that is as it should be. If your humor falls flat then so does mine 🙂
Your blog identity reminds me of my years at Kansas State University. I shared a basement apartment with a fellow student from Manchester, England. Our landlady invited us up to watch the CBS News with Walter Cronkite. It was the only 30 minutes of TV we watched. The newscast brought film delivered to the studio from Vietnam, film captured by genuine war correspondents in black and white bombs and blood. Censored I’m sure, but nothing like the total absence of film broadcast from an American front ever since. Candy-coating is toxic stuff.