MNN. Oct. 19, 2015. “The river of life has many falls, twists and turns and steep walls. We travel down it in our own way. The same has been from the very first day. I’ll stay in my canoe. You stay in your boat. I only hope you stay afloat. I’ll smile at you, you wave at me. We’ll continue on toward the sea”.
We all have a duty to take care of the natural world. Mayor Coderre and the Family Compact cannot violate the teiohateh, the law of the land, which gave them permission to life here. They are not following the treaty and risk being exposed as the rogue state they have become.
We all must save our river of life.
Everyone is welcome at the continuous fire vigil at the southern end of the Mercier Bridge that spans kaniatarowanon:onwe. Needed: wood, water, fruits, coffee. Contact these officials and tell them how you feel about their shit in the river.
MNN. 16 Oct. 2015. A temporary postponement of the shit-drop into the kaniataro’wanen:onwe, the great river of life, by Mayor Coderre of Montreal is unacceptable. Stop it forever! sa**********@ri****.com
Coderre: “Old boys, I tried”.
The Chateau Clique, the Quebec “old boys club” of the Family Compact, invented the private corporation of Canada. They incorporated the City of Montreal in 1832 causing the shit problem in Montreal and elsewhere. The scum who started the Clique are James McGill and John Molson. Their partners are Jonathan Sewell, Quebec Archbishops Jacob Mountain and Charles James Stewart, William McGillivray, Edward Bowen, banker Horatio Gates and Peter McGill. Their offspring are today’s old boys club stinking up everything.
… which was all stolen from the ongwe’hon:weh
The old thugs made laws in the 1830s at Osgoode Hall in Toronto, built with stolen Six Nation Trust Funds. The laws were to protect their land theft, power grab, and to ensure they remain perpetually at the top of the corporate hierarchy. They set up the private corporation of Canada and made up bylaws. They set up the Canadian banking system and own all the major banks. Their Family Compact bloodline sit on the boards of directors for all major corporations of Canada, including the Corporation of Canada.
The CROWN is the sole shareholder of the private corporation known as Canada. The Family Compact bankers sit on the board of directors for the CROWN shareholders to make sure there is ever growing dividends. They appoint the boards for Montreal, McGill University and so on. Every band council, community, town, municipality and city was incorporated into private independent republics controlled by the Family Compact. The bankers control every everyone in Canada because they can’t make a transaction without a bank account.
McGill & Molson: “How dare you call us criminals to our faces!”
They even gave us, and our land, foreign corporate names to alienate us from our land and the natural world. We will reclaim our original ongwe’hon:weh names. The so-called “St. Lawrence” is kaniatara’wano:onwe, the great river of life, which we live with and never try to control. Our names have life, momentum and meanings that makes us think.
Roy Orbison sings it best for what’s coming: “All the rainbows in the sky start to even say goodbye. You won’t be seeing rainbows any more. Setting suns before they fall, echo to you, that’s all, that’s all.
But you’ll see lonely sunset after all. It’s over, it’s over, it’s over, it’s over, It’s over.
MNN. Oct. 14, 2015. This statement was put out on local media:
The kanion’kehaka plan to obstruct Montreal’s scheme to dump their 8 billion litres of raw o’tah into our river. Mayor Coderre pledges to begin the big poop on Sunday, October 18th. The “Family Compact” and “Chateau Clique” are behind this mess. In Quebec James McGill and John Molson formed the Chateau Clique around 1800. They became wealthy and powerful by stealing our land and funds and trying to kill us off. They established Montreal as their own republic. Their whole Canadian banking system is illegal and set up by these same people. They steal more than enough to put their ca-ca somewhere else.
Family Compact & Chateau Clique bloodlines!
Their offspring are now in control. They select the prime ministers, bureaucrats and all form of gatekeepers to maintain their control matrix. As Mark Twain said, “If voting really mattered, they wouldn’t let us do it!” kaniataronwanon:onwe is our river designed by creation to take care of all life.
McGill and Molson families, stop complaining and clean up your poo-poo! You remind us of the song we heard in the school yard sung by the whining brat. “Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, I’m going down the garden to eat worms. Long thin slimy ones, short fat fuzzy ones. Ooey gooey, ooey gooey worms. Long thin slimy ones slip down easily. Short fat fuzzy ones don’t. short fat fuzzy ones stick to your teeth. And the juice goes slurping down your throat.”
MNN. 9 Oct. 2015. Like Red-X “o’tah Man” is from the fifth dimension. Denis Codere will be forever known as the “shit mayor” of Montreal. He wants to dump 8 billion litres of raw o’tah into our river.
Part of the land of the rotino’shonni:onwe.
Red-X was circling around tsionni’tiotake [known as Montreal]. He noticed his old friend, Stinky o’tah man, rising out of the shit at Turcot Yard. He had a lot of shit to tell Red-X. They talked about the history of the shit problem on Montreal Island. The kanion’ke:haka [Mohawks] dealt with it by working with mother earth, making holes, shitting in it, covering it and then moving for three generations to regenerate the earth.
Red-X said, “Hey buddy, for thousands of years, on tsionni’tiotake, we had over 55 villages. We let the land lay fallow for three generations, for the lifetime of mother, children and grandchildren. When the babies returned they would be grandmothers and the land would be new”.
they came and came & brought their shit with them.
The invaders moved in disguised as settlers. They started shitting in all the holes everywhere, until there were no holes left. Then they made a big pipe so all the shit could be funneled into a huge outhouse. Now their shit hole is full and overflowing. They want to dump directly into our river, kaniatarwano:onwe.” The o’tah man said, “Now you see where it all leads”. It has become a stinking toxic mess. Their shit is being used as a weapon of war.
Today on Montreal Island all the holes are filled with shit. The Shit Mayor wants to shit directly into the river and avoid making any new holes. The oneh’kanos is the sacred blood of mother earth, never to be shit into. In nature all animals shit on the ground. Red-X and o’tah man reiterated, “Everybody in the world shits everyday. Some on a toilet, others in a hole. Everybody knows you do not shit in the rivers”. Only beside but not in.
stop the ‘shit mayor’
Everyone in Montreal has to have their own outhouses to take care of their own shit, instead of going all over the world and shitting in everybody else’s hole. Our river will not wash away their problem. It will go into the ocean and circulate throughout the entire globe. o’tah man noticed the crumbling infrastructure, artificial buildings, general filth and the total disregard for the natural world. He wondered if it was time for these people to leave so that our mother could heal.
Red-X could see o’tah man’s point. Being a wise fifth dimension medicine man, he sees millions of people sitting closely and shitting everyday. We don’t want them to mega oh ‘hon’nita’non’taks, Red-X thinks the new McGill University kanion’ke:haka [Mohawk] Board of Governors should direct all its students to work everyday only on how to turn human shit back into earth in three months.
Mohawk McGill to the rescue.
As John Fogarty sings: “Well, take me back down where cool water flows. Let me remember things I love. Stoppin’ at the log where catfish bite. Walking along the river road at night. Barefoot girls dancing’ in the moonlight. I can hear the bullfrog callin’ me. Wonder if my rope’s still hangin’ to the tree. Love to kick my feet way down the shallow water. Shoo fly, dragon fly, get back to your mother. Pick up a flat rock, skip it across. Green river. [Green River].