There exists a perception among many that as an indigenous person I should be pro Peltier, an implication that somehow as a people we are obliged to defend the indefensible based singularly on an individuals ancestry.
And it may surprise those who feel this way to know that I like others who once did support Peltier, no longer do.
Such a perception devalues our sense of values, our humanity, and the traditions we have lived by.
In the traditional sense we are not who we once were – we tolerate gangs, drug and alcohol abuse, even the physical and sexual abuse of our women and children, our communities are ravaged by crime and many chase the almighty dollar whether it is the product of casinos, marijuana cultivation, or the legalization of the most prevalent drug of all – alcohol.
In this assimilation has if not succeeded then gained a foothold and mirrors other communities throughout this country, and it is a great sadness.
Leonard Peltier is a common thug, a man who would murder, stick a gun in a woman’s face to “interrogate” her, and had a penchant for young girls.
None of this speaks to leadership, tradition, or the definition of what a warrior has always meant to us as a people.
Among the many AIM victims was a diminutive woman by the name of Annie Mae Pictou Aquash, a woman Peltier interrogated at gunpoint and later bemoaned the fact that he wasn’t able to subject her to truth serum – a man who also interrogated Minnie Two Shoes and Iris ThunderCloud.
Peltier had labeled Annie a snitch, and after the murder of two federal agents that he was a direct participant in came to see Annie as threat – someone who could testify against him.
That at least in part led to her murder – a decision made by the scum of the AIM leadership during a “tribunal” – a “tribunal” I have no doubt Peltier had a voice in.
If I am perceived as a “sellout”, “fed”, or “hater” as I and others have been called who dare to question the lies and myths surrounding Peltier and the AIM leadership I’m alright with that as I will embrace the traditions our ancestors held and do my best to live by them – that is the definition of native pride.
A traditional pride that respected and protected all women, all children, that prioritized the well being of the community and would not have tolerated gangs or the celebration of thugs.
It is time, past time, for Peltier to speak the truth as a true warrior would, to drop the pretense and lies, and in doing so promote the “healing” that will allow the nations to get on with our own lives – a healing he and his supporters have attempted to make synonymous with clemency.
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