The examples of murdering women, Annie Mae Pictou Aquash, marketing anything they thought would turn a profit, the gang mentality they’ve personified, drunken and drug induced revelry leading up to and during ceremonies, and the scams they are famous for all serve as a proof.
A single word coming from any member of the leadership attempting to portray themselves as being tradition based or “spiritually” oriented is an outright lie and brands them as liars and frauds.
They’re whatever they perceive as floatable and like chameleons can change color at will attempting to blend in and conceal themselves or standout to be noticed.
Any effort to do so is attached to self promotion and personal revenue – it is and has been singularly what they are about and what they do amounting to nothing more than a continuation of what has been a lucrative con game – the longevity of which must surely be the envy of every cheap second class grifter who ever ran a con.
As public awareness has grown they’ve cultivated foreign countries to offset declining revenue – Japan and Europe being favored targets where the well has yet to run dry.
They’ll go anywhere from Libya to Spain, Britain, Mexico, or any other location if they smell a dollar, which in my opinion makes them prostitutes – not the high end big bucks prostitutes but the ones that linger on street corners in seedy sections of cities and neighborhoods.
Representatives of the nations? Not now, not in the past, not in the future, not ever.
Now sharing star billing with Dennis Bank$ at the top of the dung heap is yet another piece of work, the legendary “warrior” Leonard Peltier, Mr. his life is his sundance, who so valiantly fought to “protect” his people from a two man invasion armed to the teeth with short range revolvers.
The “warrior” who interrogates women at gunpoint and bemoans the fact he doesn’t have truth serum.
The “warrior” who after decades still can’t keep his story straight, still can’t avoid sticking his hoof in his mouth.
The “warrior” incapable of answering anything other than a softball question.
Since the term Mr. conjures up negative connotations related to Peltier and the mythical Mr.X maybe I should have referred to Peltier as “chief his life is his sundance” rather than Mr.
The only thing missing in the Peltier resume/myth is the title chief, and I admit I’m little surprised Crow Dog or some other dung heap occupant hasn’t bestowed it upon Peltier.
Of course Peltier might not be able to name brand or conduct a ceremony or sundance and kick something back much less participate in one considering he resides in a federal institution, but nonetheless a market may exist to sell licenses from prison.
The dog and pony show could be missing a bet in failing to do so and may want to consider the potential revenue generating possibilities associated with saying they have one of our “chiefs” locked up.
There would be a number who would buy into that and respond accordingly, and since it’s all about theater it could be a valuable asset in the prop department.
Maybe a minstrel could put together a fund raising concert in an effort to secure such a title, after all such titles apparently also have a marketable value much the same as licenses to conduct ceremonies.