THE TWILIGHT ZONE

MNN. Sep. 3, 2024. In order to finish something you have to start somewhere. One of the most primal feelings humans have is to belong and feel connected to other humans and to be part of a tribe. Today our freedom is an illusion because  it was systematically destroyed by church and state and replaced by the Military Industrial Complex. When we arrive on our mother we have to deal with entrenched male structures imposed by foreigners. Today we strive to know who we really are before all this chaos was shoved down our throats. Who were we before we became toys for these inhuman beings. 

Our ancestors tried to tell us about the genocide that took place after the arrival of these derelicts running away from their European genociders. We had safety, family, equality. When we learned about how we were almost totally annihilated by these European hordes, we felt like turning the world back to what it was on turtle island. We are looking for a happy continuation of our life. However the intruders told us that we are insane because we don’t fit into their money grabbing murder piracy system. The trauma technocrats of the church and state decide who and what we are and who shall live and who shall die! 

Dancing and singing is how we exchange feelings with each other. This dimension is unknown to the intruders. They planned how to stop us from being happy by producing laws that we cannot or don’t think we should follow to survive, especially paying taxes to them and speaking their fake languages, while taking all our possessions, culture and languages so that we can’t communicate with creation. They told us that their dictates are for our own good! To them we are a brand to be put on display and to charge their tourists to look at us. Us singing, dancing and speaking to each other to bring us together was a no-no.  Our real purpose is to care for mother earth. The Mohawk Mothers and all women and all our people are empowered. The powers that be want to keep us as children and as their playthings to scare and kill us. October 25, 2024 is the one hundred year anniversary of their business plan to “be rid of the Indian problem forever”, Duncan Campbell Scott, 1924. The genociders have been shouting how sorry they are to the rest of the world for their P.R. campaign to continue their operation as a corporation disguised as a country. They tell us how sorry they are for their murder spree of our race, that it is just not going to work out for us to remain on this earth because we are such resisters and we just don’t care enough about money the way they do. So we are accused of not taking care of our children and that we are terrible parents so they can continue taking them from us and sell them or use them for medical experiments and then kill them.  

They say we don’t listen to them, never mentioning the horror they inflicted on us.  We are not leaving turtle island. Creation programmed us to be here. We won’t run out of love for our people. We will do what is necessary to stop this carnage. Like a strip show, we will remove everything they covered us with. The spotlight will be different. We will have children so that our legacy is secure. We know how the church and state still hate us for messing up their plan. Invaders, leave us alone. The death mongers will see our survival show which we will keep playing forever. 

What will you do when you have to return everything you took from us – the land, water, sky, the children, the people? Well, start undressing, start singing and dancing. Put your bodies in motion and get on your ships and go home. We’ll tear off your costumes of suit jackets, white shirts and ties and be beautiful, loving and joyful in our finery to release that love we have for each other as creation intended.  

The Kahnistensera have been working with the professors and students at McGill University. They wanted to teach and learn the truth until “the bullet hits the bone”.  The Golden Earring got it right:  

Somewhere in a lonely hotel room, there’s a guy starting to realizeThat eternal fate has turned its back on him, it’s 2 a.m.
It’s 2 a.m., the fear has gone (It’s 2 a.m., the fear has gone)I’m sitting here waiting, the gun’s still warm (I’m sitting here waiting, the gun’s still warm)Maybe my connection is tired of takin’ chancesYeah, there’s a storm on the loose, sirens in my headWrapped up in silence, all circuits are deadCannot decode, my whole life spins into a frenzy
Help! I’m stepping into The Twilight ZonePlace is a madhouse, feels like being clonedMy beacon’s been moved under moon and starWhere am I to go now that I’ve gone too far?Help! I’m stepping into The Twilight ZonePlace is a madhouse, feels like being clonedMy beacon’s been moved under moon and starWhere am I to go now that I’ve gone too far?
Soon, you will come to know when the bullet hits the boneSoon, you will come to know when the bullet hits the bone
I’m falling down a spiral, destination unknownDouble-crossed messenger all aloneCan’t get no connection, can’t get through, where are you?Well, the night weighs heavy on his guilty mindThis far from the borderlineWhen the hitman comes, he knows damn well he has been cheated
And he saysHelp! I’m stepping into The Twilight ZonePlace is a madhouse, feels like being clonedMy beacon’s been moved under moon and starWhere am I to go now that I’ve gone too far?Help! I’m stepping into The Twilight ZonePlace is a madhouse, feels like being clonedMy beacon’s been moved under moon and starWhere am I to go now that I’ve gone too far?
Soon, you will come to know when the bullet hits the boneSoon, you will come to know when the bullet hits the boneWhen the bullet hits the bone
Twilight Zone
READ WHAT’S HAPPENING AT MCGILL:
CBC NEWS –  QUEBEC LABOUR TRIBUNAL Orders McGill to Stop Obstructing Union of Law Professors – University to Challenge Union’s Certification. Sep. 3, 2024.
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APPEAL COURT BLUES

MNN. AUG. 19, 2024. The Court of Appeal’s Decision Late Friday ruled in favour of McGill University and the SQI [Quebec] on whether the Independent Panel of archaeological experts overseeing the investigation should be called on after human decomposition was detected on-site. McGill and the SQI contracted people to survey the site with GPR, ground penetrating radar, multiple teams of historic human remains detection dogs, and a probe that can detect human decomposition in soil. Up to now, these methods have confirmed the likely presence of human remains in three different areas of the old Royal Victoria Hospital.

We can’t disclose these locations at this stage, but we’re worried that without the oversight of the Panel, which was our clear intention in the Settlement Agreement, these burials might get damaged and destroyed by construction work. That’s what happened with the first target identified by the dogs: the soil was moved around, left outside exposed to the elements, and then sifted by an industrial machine used for mining. Only after using that big mechanical sifter, the archeologists told us that it made the bone fragments too small to identify.

The two other places where the dogs and the probe found evidence of human remains haven’t been investigated yet so we’re extremely concerned about that. McGill and the SQI’s decision to not address any of these findings publicly, and to ignore these results so as to continue their development project, is extremely disappointing. Some of the site has been surveyed with the mandated search techniques, but they only search the areas they’re just about to build on, so a lot of the area still hasn’t been investigated.

It was clear from the start that the Settlement Agreement would entrust an Expert Panel with overseeing the investigation. A few weeks after we all signed it, McGill and the SQI signed contracts with the Panel members without telling us, while letting the Panel members think we were involved in writing them. The contracts had an end date that was not in the agreement, and breached the agreement, which stipulates that the Panel was jointly appointed by us and the developers.

After numerous breaches to the Panel’s recommendations, we submitted these violations of the agreement to the Superior Court, and Justice Gregory Moore agreed with our understanding and said McGill and the SQI’s interpretation of the contract was too narrow. Now the Appeal Court overturned this because of technical problems. But the Appeal Court did not say we were wrong in what we saw or that McGill and the SQI did respect the Agreement. It simply refers to corporate case law related to the court’s jurisdiction in overseeing contracts, and does not address the larger and substantial issues regarding the breaches to the agreement, the failure to implement it in a spirit of reconciliation and the honor of the crown.

The Court of Appeal’s decision to overturn the safeguard order put in place in October 2023 is worrying given the recent findings. A huge obstacle in our fight to protect unmarked burials and find missing children is that our “law” doesn’t work with theirs. The decision they made relies on legal technicalities and precedents set in corporate contractual cases. It doesn’t account for the sensitivity and urgency of the matter here, which is the search for and protection of our children. This is just another example of how the legal system discriminates against us by imposing colonial law on us. It’s the same laws that resulted in our genocide, which goes on still, even after it was acknowledged by the Prime Minister.

Basing this case on corporate law is incredibly inappropriate, because our dispute involves our duty as Indigenous women, Kahnistensera, to protect and find our dead loved ones. The agreement was not a contract between businesses, but a wager for a new relationship between Indigenous people and Canadians. The legal system does not seem ready to appropriately address cases like ours that are about reconciliation and our rights as Onkwehonwe Indigenous people.

We are also hurt and emotionally triggered by the way our search for our children is being ignored for the convenience and financial benefit of these large corporations and the government. If state corporations and the courts set precedents that reinforce the notion that our concerns matter less, it could have catastrophic consequences for Indigenous peoples and their rights worldwide.

The crimes committed against us cannot be investigated by the same institutions that committed them in the past. That’s why we need independent bodies of experts to guide these investigations. We will not stop pushing for our sacred duties to be respected. This is far from the end of the story.

Pigment Markham reminds us in “Here Come the Judge” of what goes on in court:
Hear ye, hear ye
This court is now in sessionHis Honor, Judge Pigmeat Markham presidinHear ye, hear ye, the court of swing
It’s just about ready to do that thingI don’t want no tears, I don’t want no liesAbove all, I don’t want no alibisThis Judge is hip, and that ain’t all
to lay down the law to them that brought it
I’ll bust some head because I am the judgeHe is the judge, he is the judgeWho’s there? I is. I is who?I is your next door neighbor
Order in this courtroom, order in this courtroomJudge, your Honorship, Hi sirDid I hear you say “Order in the Court?”Yes I said order in the court
Well, I’ll take two cans of beer, pleaseHe is the judge, he is the judgeEverybody knows that he is the judgeI had a chat with Ho Chi Min
With cheap rice wine and chased with ginWon’t take long unless I miss my guessI’ll have you out of this doggone messI sent a cable to Bob and Mac
Let them know I’m comin’ backSit right down with Rock and NickTeach them boys some of Pigmeat’s tricksOh, oh judge, your Honor, Pigmeat said
“Don’t you remember me??”No, who are you, boyWell, I’m the feller that introduced youTo your wife… to my wife?
Yeah, life! You son-of-a-gun youCome November, election timeYou vote your way, I’ll vote mine‘Cause there’s a tie, and the money gets spent
Vote for Pigmeat Markham, PresidentI am the judge, vote for PigmeatI am the judge, vote for PigmeatNow, everybody knows I am the judge
He’ll give you time if you’re big or small
All in line for this court is neatPeace brother, here comes the JudgeHere comes the Judge
Everybody knows that he is the judgeEverybody near or farI’m goin’ to Paris to stop this warAll those kids gotta listen to me
Because I am the judge and you can plainly seeI want to big ’round table when I get thereI won’t sit down to one that’s squareI want
Come November, election timeYou vote your way, I’ll vote mine‘Cause there’s a tie, and the money gets spent
Vote for Pigmeat Markham, PresidentI am the judge, vote for PigmeatI am the judge, vote for PigmeatNow, everybody knows I am the judge
Here Comes The Judge - Pigmeat Markham (1968)
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The Legal Decision

ELORA “MOHAWK WANNABEES!!!


MNN. Aug. 8, 2024. On August 2nd, 3rd. and 4th, 2024, The Kahnawake Hunters faced the Elora Ontario Mohawks, a non-native team of the Ontario Junior B Lacrosse League at the championship finals. The non-native parents and fans showed the spectators  their method for beating their opponents, the real kanienkehaka/Mohawks at that game.  The appeared t be using a formula of acting out some of their culture with rude behaviour. Lacrosse is a traditional game of the natives who follow strict sportsmanlike behaviour.  This kind of behaviour would not be acceptable at their ultimate sport event, the Olympics, which is presently taking place right now in Paris?

At  some recent games some of the settler mothers waited outside of the arena and yelled at and spit on the faces of our children. Definitely not acceptable.

One spectator from Kahnawake stated in a facebook post, “I came to Elora to watch the Kahnawake Hunters and I was genuinely shocked by how the crowd was behaving. I started recording their chants ’cause i also thought it was funny that these white kids lacrosse team was called “Mohawks”. They sure weren’t acting like their namesake, the Mohawks. I got yelled at by one kid, “Turn your fucking phone off!” Personally, I think they were just embarrassed by their terrible actions.” If they call themselves Mohawks they should play the game like true Mohawks, the kanienkehaka, as it is a community game of respect and healing, to bring everyone together with the good message that here on this planet we are all brothers and sisters with the same mother and the same father. TAKE A LOOK AT SOME OF THEIR ACTIONS at a game we call “the game of creation“. 

 

 

ELORA

 

Be inconspicuous!

 

ELORA ‘PRETEND-MOHAWK’ FANS SHOUT AT THEMSELVES, “LET’S GO MOHAWKS”

The late and great Hank Williams advises these pretend Mohawks, hey “move it on over”: 

Move It on Over Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Came in last night at a half past ten
That baby of mine wouldn’t let me in

So move it on over (move it on over)
Move it on over (move it on over)
Move over, little dog
‘Cause the big dog’s movin in
[Verse 2]
She’s changed the lock on our front door
My door key don’t fit no more

So get it on over (move it on over)
Scoot it on over (move it on over)
Move over, skinny dog
‘Cause the fat dog’s moving in
[Verse 3]
This doghouse here is mighty small
But it’s better than no house at all

So ease it on over (move it on over)
Drag it on over (move it on over)
Move over, old dog
‘Cause a new dog’s moving in
[Verse 4]
She told me not to play around
But I done let the deal go down

So pack it on over (move it on over)
Tote it on over (move it on over)
Move over, nice dog
‘Cause a mad dog’s moving in

🎙 Hank Williams Sr  🎙 Move It on Over 🎙 Lyrics

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FROM LAKE ERIE TO KANEKOTA

MNN. July 1, 2024. FOR CANADA’S BIRTHDAY the Skillet sing about resistence.“I am a nation, I am a million faces. Formed together, made for elevation. I am a soldier, I won’t surrender. Faith is like fire that never burns to embers. Who’s gonna stand up? Who’s gonna fight? The voices of the unheard. Who’s gonna break those chains and lies? Love is the answer. I gotta speak. believe it, that’s how I feel inside, can’t sit here quiet.”

Skillet - "The Resistance" [Official Lyric Video]

The northern part of the Haldimand Tract on the Grande River known as Kanekota is thenorthern part of kanienehaka Mohawk land set aside in 1794 protected by the British military for the Mohawk and their posterity forever. At the source, kanekota, is. the highest point where the water from the earth flows north, south, east and west. 

Phil Montour of Six Nations explains the trail the colonists took to steal the trust funds of the rotinishonni people and never paid it back. 

Phil Monture, A Global Solution for the Six Nations of the Grand River,

KANEKOTA WOMEN FILE OBJECTION

https://bsnorrell.blogspot.com/2017/09/mohawk-nation-news-kanekota-women-file.html

WHAT IS SOCIAL INSURANCE: Find out who owns you.

Slavery by Consent by Bushwackk

TRUTH ABOUT TREATY – RARIHOKWATS

 

The state took and murdered us and our children to steal our land. They set up a system of wrongdoing that is entrenched in the Canadian legal system, which must be sustained by force, repression, lies. and death. The old life is over.  The system against us is no more.  Our way can battle our adversary. The state is our merciless enemy. Peacetime rules cannot be applied until we have peace. So far we have yet to experience peace since the white man invaded onowaregeh turtle island. They were never invited to turtle island. Every judge, lawyer, cop and politician swear an oath of personal allegiance to the British Crown. In a colony where crime is officially sanctioned, there is no regret, no justice. Indigenous people cannot stand before the enemy and expect justice. Rarihokwats left a legacy of truth and justice for the indigenous people.  

Helen Hunt Jackson stated in “CENTURY OF DISHONOR”, “No atrocities were ever performed that weren’t done to the Indians first”. 

 

The late great singer,  Peggy Lee, sang with Benny Goodman, this wonderful song which brings to mind how no one was suppose to remember us and the genocide but creation. The genocide plan was to forget that we know each other, laughed together before and loved before. The memory was planted in our mind by creation to seek and find those thoughts:

 

"Where Or When" (Official Video) - Peggy Lee

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MCGILL CANA’JON

MNN. June 30, 2024. McGill is in the trenches with the robots! The state did not want indigenous around so they experimented on them to create the genocide plan sanctioned by Colonial law. The politicians and scientists who set up the “sleep room” at the Allan Memorial Institute during the 1940s to 1970’s “took orders” from those who own McGill and are trying to destroy creation. People now listen seriously to the debate of two top US robots who are vying to ‘run’ the world. Militaries are now creating robotic armies to fight each other. Allegedly a California designed robotic office worker committed suicide by throwing itself down a flight of stairs landing in pieces. McGill actually has “war labs” creating these weapons for their clients to murder people. The enlistment rate has declined drastically. The police use robots to attack people in their homes. Robots are not paid and so far have no drug or sex problems.  A robot is programmed to not deal with back stabbing, fork tongued murderers. A robot feels no pity, remorse, or fear. They don’t stop until their target is dead, or their battery dies. As Lakota activist Russell Means said to Congress, “Welcome to the reservation. You are now the new Indians!” 

Here’s “O Canajon” sung by a Mohawk Mother to remind or enlighten the colonists of their genocidic “100 year business plan” that comes due on October 25, 2024 called the Framework Agreement based on the “Indian Lands Acts”, whereby this title acknowledges that the land is totally owned by the indigenous. 

O Canajon

We will heal.

Now watch the “Sleep Room” on the tactics developed at the McGill Allan Memorial Institute under the direction of Dr. Ewen Cameron” to turn people into robots.

The Sleep Room   The CIA and MK Ultra in Canada

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DARPA: DARK SIDE OF MCGILL

MNN. June 29, 2024. In the 1800’s McGill military academy was crashing and desperately needed money. They fraudulently borrowed from the “Iroquois Trust Funds” which were never repaid to the Mohawks. Now McGill has offered to return these stolen funds by paying for any Mohawk who attends their university, though Indian Affairs already pays tuition and expenses for all Indigenous who go there. This looks like part of the continuation of the state terror program through their education system.

Canada considers the indigenous as state property entrenched in their colonial system which is sustained by repression, lies, constant fear and death. The band council system known as “government mules” on each POW encampment called ‘reserves’, carry out the genocidal orders of the state. Our children are being  herded into one of the foremost corporate brainwashing institutions in the world, McGill, where the merciless enemies of the indigenous are trained to not apply peacetime rules. We are not grateful to be offered our own money by an education system based upon genocide and European values, similar to the deathly residential schools that have been acknowledged as “cultural genocide” by Prime Minister Justin Trudeau. Genocide is genocide!

We are waiting for every indigenous place name to be publicly reinstated throughout onowaregeh turtle island. The European names reflect genocide. 

“THE DARK SIDE OF DARPA”.

 

People throughout the world see that the levee is about to break and the people of McGill might not be prepared for it. As the song says, when the levee breaks, honey, you gotta move:

If it keeps on rainin’, levee’s goin’ to breakIf it keeps on rainin’, levee’s goin’ to breakWhen the levee breaks I’ll have no place to stayMean old levee taught me to weep and moanLord mean old levee taught me to weep and moanIt’s got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his homeOh well, oh well, oh well
Don’t it make you feel badWhen you’re tryin’ to find your way homeYou don’t know which way to go?If you’re goin’ down SouthThey got no work to doIf you don’t move to Chicago
Cryin’ won’t help you prayin’ won’t do you no goodNow cryin’ won’t help you prayin’ won’t do you no goodWhen the levee breaks mama you got to moveAll last night sat on the levee and moanedAll last night sat on the levee and moanedThinkin’ ’bout me baby and my happy homeGoing to ChicagoGoing to Chicago
Sorry but I can’t take youGoing down, going down now, going downGoing down now, going downGoing down, going down, going down
Going down now, going downGoing down now, going downGoing down now, going downGoing d-d-d-d-downWoo, woo

When The Levee Breaks feat. John Paul Jones | Playing For Change | Song Around The World

 

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EMANCIPATION IS HERE ON THIS ISLAND

MNN. June 28, 2024. Everyone in the world knows that we onkwehonwe are turtle island. The colonists took up residence, and stole the land, forests, waters, resources from the natural people placed here by kasastensera kowa saoiera, creation.  What they are doing to us is not fair, just or reasonable. They know we can never give up our mother earth. The kanienkehaka of akwesasne are carrying out their duties according to the kaianerekowa, the great peace.

Land Back at Barnhart

Contextualizing the Re-occupation of Barnhart Island in Shared Legacies of Struggle

By Jennifer Lee


Views expressed in this opinion editorial do not represent those of any of the eight individuals arrested at Barnhart Island.

Some of the members of the Akwesasne 8 along with Indigenous supporters from outside of the community. (Photo by Akwesasne community member Demetri Lafrance)

On May 21, 2024, a group of eight Kanien’kehá:ka (Mohawk) community members from Akwesasne were arrested at Niionenhiasekowa:ne (Barnhart Island). Certain individuals among the “Akwesasne 8” had originally gone to Barnhart to exercise their right to build a hunting and gathering shelter on their own territory, in part to protest an ongoing land claim settlement that threatens to hand over Kanien’kehá:ka title to this island, among other traditionally held territories, to New York State. The settlement is being negotiated between New York entities and three Akwesasne government councils.1 Presently, the settlement negotiations would require the extinguishment of Mohawk title to Barnhart Island, which would be effectuated through an act of Congress.2 By asserting their right to the land, the Akwesasne 8 have sent a clear message to both negotiating parties. Barnhart Island, like all other territories illegally stolen and swindled from their community, is not for sale—particularly not by collaborationist band and tribal council entities that purport to represent the full community but that were in fact historically imposed upon it at gunpoint.

READ THE STORY:

https://magazine.scienceforthepeople.org/online/land-back-at-barnhart/#easy-footnote-15-16285

 

By Marina Johnson-Zafiris


“[This] is not a story of triumphs of engineering over nature, nor is it a story of masterpiece on international diplomacy, nor even a story about change. It is rather a story about the intimate relationship that the Mohawks of Akwesasne had with the environment in which they lived from time immemorial and how change was forced upon them, through really no choice of their own. It is the story of how the forces of outside government and corporate America seemingly conspired to break the identity of the Mohawk in a manner that no residential school had ever successfully accomplished—by changing the environment in which Mohawk survived . . .” (Elders Study, 1995)

READ THE BACKGROUND TO THIS ISSUE:

https://magazine.scienceforthepeople.org/online/akwesasne-and-the-history-of-hydropower/

Our minds and hearts are chained to that island for thousands of years. There is nothing that can break that chain, as Joe Cocker sings to our intruders: 

Unchain my heart
Baby let, let me be
‘Cause you don’t care
well, please
Set me freeUnchain my heart
Baby let me go
Unchain my heart
‘Cause you don’t love me no moreEvery time I call you on the phone
Some fella tells me that you’re not at home
Unchain my heart
Set me freeUnchain my heart
Baby let me be
Unchain my heart
‘Cause you don’t care about meYou’ve got me sewed up like a pillow case
But you let my love go to waste
Unchain my heart
Set me freeI’m under your spell
Like a man in a trance baby
Oh but you know darn well
That I don’t stand a chanceUnchain my heart
Let me go my way
Unchain my heart
You worry me night and day

Why lead me through a life of misery
When you don’t care a bag of beans for me
Unchain my heart oh please
Set me free
Alright

I’m under your spell
Just like a man in a trance, baby
But you know darn well
That I don’t stand a chance

Please unchain my heart
Let me go my way
Unchain my heart
You worry me night and day

Why lead me through a life of misery
When you don’t care a bag of beans for me
Unchain my heart
Please set me free

Oh set me free
Oh woman why don’t you do that for me
You don’t care
Won’t you let me go
If you don’t love me no more
Like a man in a trance
Let me go
I’m under your spell
Like a man in a trance
Oh but you know darn well
That I don’t stand a chance no
Oh
You don’t care
Please set me free

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THE PIG STY CEMETARY
MNN. June 26/24. The aim of real archeology is to try to understand the future. To find what happened in the past to help us interpret the present. To find what we have forgotten. Something makes us want to see what is going on around us and what happened to us. Our ancient language is about hidden knowledge, such as, for example, what happened to the Duplessis orphans when the colonial settlers decided to develop a super liquor warehouse on top of a graveyard of children who died at the nearby hospital. It was called the ‘pig sty cemetary’. A lot of the secrets about this sordid event are now coming out into the open. The orphans saw things and were told it was in their imagination. They want to remember who they are. The more they seek and find the truth, the less angry they will be for the disappearances they witnessed of their friends.  SEE THE APTN COVERAGE: 
It seems like Ricky Scaggs may have visited the Montreal East site near the Port of Montreal where they moved out their filth from the pig pen:
I got a pig, home in a penCorn to feed him onAll I need is a pretty little girlTo feed him when I’m gone
Dark clouds are risingSure sign of rainGet your old gray bonnet onSweet little Liza Jane
I got a pig, home in a penCorn to feed him onAll I need is a pretty little girlTo feed him when I’m gone
Bake ’em biscuits, babyBake ’em good and brownWhen you get them biscuits bakedWe’re Alabama bound
I got a pig, home in a penCorn to feed him onAll I need is a pretty little girlTo feed him when I’m gone
Goin’ on a mountainTo sow a little caneRaise a barrel of SorghumSweet little Liza Jane
I got a pig, home in a penCorn to feed him onAll I need is a pretty little girlTo feed him when I’m gone
I got a pig, home in a penCorn to feed him onAll I need is a pretty little girlTo feed him when I’m gone

QUEBEC STATE OF CHILD ABUSE

 

REMARKS

MNN. May 15, 2024. This is about accountability. That is what reconciliation is about. We were given by creation the ability to protect ourselves, our people, the kanien’keha:ka, and all peoples and to love and care for our mother earth. Presently we are trying to find our missing and murdered children. We find that no public institution in Quebec has the mandate to be accountable for state abuse and genocide of children and people.

Our kaianerekpwa teaches us to hold ourselves accountable to our past traditions, our ways that foster dialogue and harmony to create balance and equality: the two row wampum, the dish with one spoon, the kaianerekowa (great peace). We first met the SAQ [Quebec Liquor Board] after writing them a letter in January 2024 about our concerns that the former cemetery on the property of the St. Jean de Dieu Hospital contained our ancestors who were patients there. We always seek to find all our children. Before the beginning of our relationship with the Europeans we held onto the spirit of loving and caring for our children. We find no one accountable for torturing and murdering them. They have benefitted from the genocide. This is a crime against humanity. 

The Duplessis orphans were mistreated and eliminated because of money. Only the corporation’s rights have been upheld, not that of the people. Our way is to hold ourselves to the truth. The Quebec government and its institutions like the SAQ [Quebec Liquor Board] have to be held accountable for their part in criminal actions to our people and to the orphans of all origins. What are we supposed to do when no corporate or religious institution seems to have the mandate to hold groups like the Sisters of Misericorde, the Quebec government and the SAQ accountable for the atrocities that were committed here and from which they are benefitting – the lobotomies, the pigsty cemetery, over which the first SAQ warehouse was built in 1975, transporting bodies in black plastic bags [we have seen the photos] of those bodies found by accident. The SAQ now inexplicably refuses to allow search dogs to survey the area to ensure that no burials or human remains will be destroyed or hidden. Refusing this recommendation from the leading national body of experts in searches for unmarked graves is immoral, unethical and inhuman., and pure evil.

The Quebec government made money changing the status of these children, most of whom were stolen from their families and designated as “mentally retarded”. What happened to us and to them is arguably one of the worst crimes against humanity that occurred in the Western world after the Second World War. The surviving Duplessis Orphans here are primarily witnesses to the horrors and atrocities they experienced which they tried to make public. They have been denied and betrayed every single time. I went to a funeral of three orphans. Hervé’s group doesn’t have enough money to put names on their gravestones. The orphans became family together and we are family with them. Many of them were Indigenous and had been hidden away as orphans, simply taken away, or sold for adoption if they were lucky, used for psychiatric experiments if they were not.

People’s power was taken away so they could not fight back or protect themselves. Our children and families were taken away to disempower us. The SAQ built its warehouse over the cemetery where more than 2000 people were buried. By refusing to let in search dogs who are capable of detecting the zones containing human remains, the SAQ is inferring that it will not account for the wrongs, even if it means infringing on human rights, breaking Federal and international law, and  breaching the ethical framework of a just society. Our ways are different, we respect everyone, we trust true dialogue and strive for understanding.

Yesterday, I asked to stop our meeting with the SAQ after they announced that the search dogs could not be used. The  voice of the orphans was ignored, as was their demand for search dogs to be used as recommended by the top experts in this country to make sure no grave will be desecrated or destroyed. It was very hurtful, insulting and abusive. In our ways we cannot speak with such dissonance. We must have a consensual discussion which is based on truth, peace and complete respect so we can arrive at a complete understanding. When sharp words and dealings happen, we must close the meeting and the parties must come back to the table when our minds agree to understand each other. If that mindset cannot be reached by state institutions like the SAQ, Quebec will have to reckon with the way their dead are being treated. This is very alarming.

SAQ obviously have never had a dog and they show their hatred by disallowing our blood hounds to go onto the land and be good dogs. As Red Foley sings about dogs:

When I was a ladAnd old Shep was a pupOver hills and meadows we’d strayJust a boy and his dogWe were both full of funWe grew up together that way
I remember the time at the old swimmin’ holeWhen I would have drowned beyond doubtBut old Shep was right thereTo the rescue he cameHe jumped in and then pulled me out
As the years fast did rollOld Shep, he grew oldHis eyes were fast growing dimAnd one day the doctor looked at me and said“I can do no more for him, Jim”
With hands that were tremblingI picked up my gunAnd aimed it at Shep’s faithful headI just couldn’t do it, I wanted to runI wish they would shoot me instead
He came to my side and looked up at meAnd laid his old head on my kneeI had struck the best friend a man ever hadI cried so I scarcely could see
Old Shep, he has gone where the good doggies goAnd no more with old Shep will I roamBut if dogs have a heaven there’s one thing I knowOld Shep has a wonderful home

 

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