Internally, the chaos caused by the implosion of the American state featured a strange phenomenon. The Indians were immune to the virus. Their thousands of years as hunters & nomads, before the Europeans came, had exposed them to thousands of viruses from their prey. While ..
.. they did not eat bats, notorious virus-carriers, they did eat animals that ate bats, thus acquiring a reservois of formidable antibodies. Thus, an ironic reversal of vulnerability occurred: while they had possessed no defences to the diseases the white man brought, now ..
.. the mocassinn was on the other foot. One by one, the reservations started to witness strange scenes as straggling groups of Americans sought refuge in the oases of calm they had become.
Typical was a scene in the late summer in the tee pee of Thunder Cloud, chief of the Lakota, in Montana. Together with Raving Mustang, Thinks a Lot & Makes Nice Tea, he sat facing a white deputation which had been permitted to make an address to the chief.
Mimi Andersen spoke ..
Mimi Andersen spoke ..
.. for the simpering group of hippies who has somehow not succumbed to the disease & chaos into which their former civilisation had crumbled.
‘Oh, great chief’ she began, ‘we thank you for seeing us. We are humble & conscious of our collective guilt. We come to beseech ..
‘Oh, great chief’ she began, ‘we thank you for seeing us. We are humble & conscious of our collective guilt. We come to beseech ..
.. your forgiveness for the sins of our fathers against your people & to prostrate ourselves at your feet.’
Thunder Cloud looked impassively at her. He sucked a few times on his peace pipe. He possessed the same dull stolidity of Louis XVI (the one whose head got ..
Thunder Cloud looked impassively at her. He sucked a few times on his peace pipe. He possessed the same dull stolidity of Louis XVI (the one whose head got ..
.. chopped off along with Marie-Antoinette). He turned to Raving Mustang & in his native tongue asked ‘what the fuck is she talking about?’ Raving Mustang, as usual, was a bubbling volcano of suppressed rage & made no reply. He would kill them all if he could but knew ..
.. this was not the time to say so out loud. Makes Nice Tea, on the other hand, leaned over & said ‘I think, chief, they want us to be their government.’ Thinks a Lot just thought a bit. The Indians were faced with a dilemma, kill the bastards or trust them to behave. In ..
.. order to understand, we must make a digression.
25-26 June 1876 Little Big Horn River - battle of the greasy grass AKA Custer’s Last Stand.
[TBC]
25-26 June 1876 Little Big Horn River - battle of the greasy grass AKA Custer’s Last Stand.
[TBC]
