jelentései /yel-en-tey-say/ (nasal) n.
1. The Algonquian word for destiny/karma
2. destiny, fate, fortune, kismat, kismet
karma/ˈkärmə/. n.
(in Hinduism and Buddhism) the sum of a person's actions in this and previous states of existence, viewed as deciding their fate in future existences.
Informal: destiny or fate, following as effect from cause.
1. The Algonquian word for destiny/karma
2. destiny, fate, fortune, kismat, kismet
karma/ˈkärmə/. n.
(in Hinduism and Buddhism) the sum of a person's actions in this and previous states of existence, viewed as deciding their fate in future existences.
Informal: destiny or fate, following as effect from cause.
(1) Now that the shoe is on the other foot, do the protesters finally understand how it felt to be a Native American who had to watch the first "illegals" arrive on their shores and cross Amerindian territorial borders, beginning in 1607? The 17th century “European Invasion” started the takeover of North America by outsiders.
(2) Who belongs in the USA? What would Native American forefathers think about the current "border crisis"? Surely not in the same way the immigrant poem below idealistically proposed. Anti-immigrant protests by earlier European arrivals showed fear of takeover by later arriving "huddled masses" from Europe.
The concept of "finders, keepers" is reminiscent of an English naval officer's quip after the English took the island of Jamaica away from the Spanish in 1655. The Naval officer said in so many words, "What is their problem? They took it away from the Indians. Now we are taking it away from them (the Spanish)."
The New Colossus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
The statue beneath which this poem appears represents Libertas the Roman goddess of liberty.
It is evident that this poem by Emma Lazarus, graven on a tablet within the
pedestal on which the Statue of Liberty stands, at the time only applied to a
chosen few. It represented freedom and democracy that did not apply to
Amerindians or descendants of enslaved Africans who were already here. Today,
the sentiment does not apply to those dogged Amerindian children crossing our
border into Texas, fleeing for their lives. The statue was placed at the
entrance to the New York harbor on Liberty Island and it obviously only applied
to masses coming across the Atlantic not the Rio Grande.
Maybe the new Texas border fence should have a plaque that paraphrases the one below the Statue of Liberty with:
"Keep out your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming hoard."
The irony is that the Anglo “settler” descendants/beneficiaries who took Indian lands by force and disease want to send all the little Amerindian refugees back south to that other portion of “Indian Territory”, South and Central America.
The history of unwanted migration began earlier north of the border
beginning in 1607. "Free" Powhatan Indian lands that still belonged
to the displaced and disenfranchised Native Americans had been offered to Englishmen
for the taking. Euphemisms like "virgin territory", "wide open
spaces" and "wilderness", were applied to territories
already populated and owned by the indigenous Amerindians. It was taken by
force for sole ownership by foreign "settlers" in a hemisphere already
inhabited and managed by early Amerindians [Read the book "1491: New
Revelations of the Americas Before Columbus" by Charles C. Mann]. In
effect, our huddled non-Amerindian masses were invited in to share stolen booty
while the original owners were corralled on reservations. (The Treaty of 1677
between the King of England and the Queen of Pamunkey, was clear on who could
and could not even visit the Virginia reservations without a pass from an
Englishman.)Maybe the new Texas border fence should have a plaque that paraphrases the one below the Statue of Liberty with:
"Keep out your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming hoard."
The irony is that the Anglo “settler” descendants/beneficiaries who took Indian lands by force and disease want to send all the little Amerindian refugees back south to that other portion of “Indian Territory”, South and Central America.
So it was with generations of those who clandestinely inherited stolen Native goods. The children from Central American countries are perfectly described on the Statue of Liberty's pedestal. The only problem? They are the young southern Amerindian cousins of indigenous Americans living in the United States. By both historic and scientific definition they are not recent immigrants like the folks who seek to keep them out. Amerindians coming back North is an ancient practice as can be seen by reported Maya DNA markers found in some South Eastern Woodland people. Both mound-building and corn had already arrived from the south thousands of years before Europeans. The Central American children are survivors of a 500 year holocaust escaping yet another form of genocide from imported guns and bullets, crossing the border to help replenish the DNA of their northern Amerindian cousins. The only main things that divide them are the foreign languages (English and Spanish) of the European "settlers".
Indian lands were traded for guns, blankets,and most notably, Alcohol. I suppose when the Natives awoke out of their stupor, they realized what they had done, and offered a fair trade back, as is their way. But, it is not the European way, and once taken, can not be traded back. Alcohol blindfolded many a tribe into giving away the free lands. Alcohol still blinds Native masses. The tactics used were dirty and underhanded, but to complain now is futile. The lesson learned.
ReplyDeleteIndian lands were traded for guns, blankets,and most notably, Alcohol. I suppose when the Natives awoke out of their stupor, they realized what they had done, and offered a fair trade back, as is their way. But, it is not the European way, and once taken, can not be traded back. Alcohol blindfolded many a tribe into giving away the free lands. Alcohol still blinds Native masses. The tactics used were dirty and underhanded, but to complain now is futile. The lesson learned.
ReplyDeleteYour dumb as a brick angie. I don't know who told you those lies. Dumb colonizers like you can go back to Europe.
ReplyDeleteThe land was stolen from them just like that orange hypocrite stole native american land from them recently. Learn REAL history and NOT his story.
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