#Sterrenstof: Als God op Texel

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1. Rembes zegt:

   27 september 2012 18:13

   or didn’t say, must be based on the interpreters used, or more leliky simply concocted by the colonial land grabbers. These so-called treaties that justify all the land sold to the colonials were created and put into the historic record, not for the benefit of the Indians, but to justify the validity of these land claims between competing colonial entities (e.g. the English and the Dutch). Lyin’ Gardiner being the principal land-grabber, was extremely vigilant on this, especially where any long island territory could be contested by his enemies, the Dutch, etc.. Smithtown, Huntington/Crab Meadow/Eatons Neck were just such locations because the Matinnecock under Asharoken and the Marsepeaque under Takapousha were largely controlled by the Dutch. Given these circumstances, it would of course be beneficial if his inserted grand sachems testify that their family actually owned that land. But let’s apply some logic (that John Strong and Sandi Brewster et al, don’t seem to consider relevant). How could that land have belonged to Wyandanch’s grandmother? This would have been way before the English invasion and so-called historians should know that the Algonquian people did not have land ownership in their consciousness or vocabulary. Wyandanch’s grandmother passed on a title???? Did Indians in Wyandanch’s grandmother’s time even know of such a thing as a land title??? This has to be a European fabrication. Unfortunately, Long Island history is now only defined by the colonial records which John Strong and Sandi Brewster, etc. often quote to validate their research. That don’t cut it with me. I’m simply not buying into the conqueror BS anymore. Here’s a poem that sums my sentiments up:It’s The Conquerors Who Write The HistoryAs they chased the wild bison on horse back they whooped and cheered loudAnd they were great hunters so noble and proudBut now on the prairies the bison are rareAnd the people who hunted them no longer there.Of the great Northern Land the first people till the invaders cameAnd their tragic dispossession is a thing of great shameConquered and put into reservations for to grow old and dieThe rights of Indigenous people to them did not apply.It’s the conquerors who write history as we have been toldAnd men they have murdered for Land and for GoldBut what matters most when history we traceThat a Country’s first people must take pride of place.You great country singers with your golden guitars,You politicians and tycoons and billionaire movie starsThere once was a people far greater than youAnd to Mother Nature they were far more true.And the workings of Nature they did understandAnd they were the people who cared for the LandAnd they were displaced and oppressed and down trodBy those who believed in a different God.They once were great warriors, wise, noble and proudAnd they gave us Chief Seattle and wise Chief White CloudAnd their profound words of wisdom still living todayAnd such things of great beauty will never decay.The truth may seem bitter but the truth we must faceThat a Country’s first people should take pride of placeAnd around the World Indigenous people are not treated wellThough they have such marvellous stories to tell.The conquerors write the history as conquerors doBut to the true history they never are trueAnd the conquered the history never will writeAnd we are conditioned to believe that might is always right.The changes keep happening and nothing seem to lastAnd the great herds of bison a thing of the pastAnd those who once hunted them were locked awayAnd in reservations were forced for to stay.Out on the lone prairie their ghosts still resideAt midnight the hunters their spotted horses rideAs they chase the wild bison across the great plainThe past in the moonlight comes to life again.by Francis Duggan