AFN “PUTS ON THE DOG” AT “COLONIAL KENNEL PARTY” IN OTTAWA
Band councilor of the colonial government are not just lap poodle show dogs. When our backs are turned they’re vicious junk yard guard dogs that will go for the jugular if any little kid happens to roll under their fence. They want to keep what they’ve got and they don’t care who falls along the side of the dirt road as long as their master is protected. What went on in Ottawa at the Assembly of First Nations AFN conference was a disgusting display of raw colonial greed. Jim “Jonestown” Prentice must have been jumping with joy when he looked at the sea of former rez dogs yapping at his heels. They are the well-fed photo-op dogs that have come to sign whatever their master tells them to. The real rez dogs are back home in the poor Indigenous communities. At least these rez dogs are still roaming free. It was said that you can tell the conditions of an Indigenous community by looking over the rez dogs. If they’re shaggy, dirty, skinny and mean, then the band councils have done a good job of keeping the people down. Over 100 Indigenous communities don’t even have decent drinking water. The most basic human right that the United Nations, another colonizing outfit, is attempting to ensure is decent drinking water in third world countries, those that have not been co-opted by the colonizer’s agenda. Canada has one of the highest standards of living in the world. You just have to wonder how it manages to have so many communities without basic human necessities that were here for everyone before Turtle Island became polluted by white “civilized enlightenment”. They look away from our Indigenous children who have to live in these horrible conditions. Mongrel “Heinz 57” Prentice just cut education expenses. He’s hoping the current generation of educated indigenous activists will die off and that there will be no one with enough education to take our place. So they don’t want us to get out and see what’s really going on. These well groomed rez dogs are trying to pass themselves off as high society lap dogs. They are wearing colonial style clothes made of the best leather and carrying fancy empty brief cases which they hope to fill with money from selling out our people. They wear artfully tailored suit jackets designed to make it look like the real imaginary Indians that every white person hopes to meet. They’re wearing so much “Indian” jewelry they look like a Christmas trees with turquoise and silver dangling all over them. It’s Hollywood gong show time! We poor Indigenous people back home have to be satisfied with homemade porcupine quill and beaded earrings and chokers, or nothing. Most of us have to wear hand-me-downs or hand-me-ups. They’re staying in the very best hotels of the very best chains, which are all savvy about what’s going on. They’ve positioned themselves to cash in on the Ottawa peanut scramble. In Ottawa the hotel suites have open liquor bars. There is an endless supply of fancy alcohol – no “Baby Duck” here. Then there are white women groupies stashed around the room. You can be sure that when the accounting is done, the cost of all these luxuries is going to be lumped with education and health care to try to prove there just isn’t enough money for basic necessities. The Canadian people will be lead to believe one more time that Indians are a parasite on the economy which will be heavily promoted by the corporate media. In other words, Indian Affairs is run like a corrupt third world dictatorship. We do not mean to insult the African or Asian or Latin American people when we say this. All we’re saying is that these are tried and true techniques. Its part of a well known colonial strategy honed in the third world where corrupt dictators are kept in power to oppress the people. Behind all this is the military backed comic book super heroes who come in and pretend to straighten out the mess they’ve created. It’s really another take over. If there is any resistance by the Indigenous people, you can be sure they get out the guns and declare martial, just like they did in Venezuela in 1994 and elsewhere. Speaking of dogs, don’t forget about what happened at “Abu Graib” prison in Iraq. The U.S. soldiers used shepherds and doberman to control the naked Iraqi inmates and to break them down to get information. Here the fancy lap dogs are the only so-called “leaders” that colonial Canada will condescend to deal with. They want those who will party hearty in high style without raising any uncomfortable questions. These are the ones who have caught the “Jim Jonestown syndrome”. Watch out for the kool aid, folks, its spiked. Meanwhile back home people are living in rat infest molding houses and drinking poisonous water with ten times the incident of diabetes 2, and other infections. That’s where a mother of 4 with a brand new baby is forced to stay in a shack because there’s no where else to go. She can’t make a living because of the imposition of the artificial lifestyle. The band council is too busy jet setting around and living it up. They have no time to roll up their sleeves, pick up a hammer and do the hard labor that’s needed to ensure that there is decent housing, clean water, a functioning school, health care and all the basic necessities, never mind keeping up with the standards enjoyed by the colonists. What kind of a nut runs around primping and preening all day long. These chiefs suck, sniff and lick the top dog’s ass while chasing their white concubines. Every man should be providing for his own women and children of his community. Indian Affairs loves the AFN. They’re such good pimps. They both pressure native girls to go to the parties when the Indians come to town. They always need a few Indian princesses to decorate their cake. We know this from first hand experience. One attractive mother with teenager daughters did not want to go to those parties. She was pressured to attend and to neglect her family responsibilities. That’s the game in Ottawa, Winnipeg, Vancouver, San Francisco, Washington and wherever the colonists throw their parties and where the honey flows. These are not Indigenous people. We can’t even call them “apples” anymore, red on the outside and white on the inside. They’re white through and through. They’re moccasin-less colonial puppets wearing chicken feathers, with their guns pointed at their own children and the seven generations to come. They are nothing more than hired assassins who will do anything to keep the despots on the throne. Kahentinetha Horn |
| poster: Thahoketoteh |
