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cleoenfaserum · 5 months

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THE THANKSGIVING of GENOCIDAL DISGRACE. BURY MY HEART AT WOUNDED KNEE.

Whether you want to acknowledge it or not and say it was something else other than GENOCIDE what the Europeans did to the Native Americans turning it into a THANKSGIVING of GENOCIDAL DISGRACE, is up to you.

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We can also say the same thing is happening to the Palestinian people by the Zionist backed by guilt rotten USA, the similarity seems like a genocidal carbon copy of Native Americans and Palestinians put back to back. Lets not forget the root causes, the British Empire relenting to their Bastard son USA. The proud Prime Minister of Britain of Hindu ascendancy is doing to the Palestinian what his British predecessors have done to the Hindu people, let alone the killing 165 million Hindus that the British murdered in the span of 40 years in India, no consciousness there, as the Zionist to the Palestinians as the Nazis to the Jews. there is no sympathy, are there, huh. In conclusion, we can say that we have the British to thank for this genocidal tendency by inheriting, apparently, their genes (genocidal mental genes or disease, call it what you want). Oh, and by association we can also say that the Zionist have been affected by this mental genocidal disease as well.

Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee is a 2007 American Western historical drama television film adapted from the 1970 book of the same name by Dee Brown. The film was written by Daniel Giat, directed by Yves Simoneau and produced by HBO Films.

The book on which the film is based is a history of Native Americans in the American West in the 1860s and 1870s, focusing upon the transition from traditional ways of living to living on reservations and their treatment during that period. The title of the film and the book is taken from a line in the Stephen Vincent Benét poem "American Names." It was shot in Calgary, Alberta, Canada.

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American Names

I have fallen in love with American names, The sharp names that never get fat, The snakeskin-titles of mining-claims, The plumed war-bonnet of Medicine Hat, Tucson and Deadwood and Lost Mule Flat.

Seine and Piave are silver spoons, But the spoonbowl-metal is thin and worn, There are English counties like hunting-tunes Played on the keys of a postboy’s horn, But I will remember where I was born.

I will remember Carquinez Straits, Little French Lick and Lundy’s Lane, The Yankee ships and the Yankee dates And the bullet-towns of Calamity Jane. I will remember Skunktown Plain.

I will fall in love with a Salem tree And a rawhide quirt from Santa Cruz, I will get me a bottle of Boston sea And a blue-gum nigger to sing me blues. I am tired of loving a foreign muse.

Rue des Martyrs and Bleeding-Heart-Yard, Senlis, Pisa, and Blindman’s Oast, It is a magic ghost you guard But I am sick for a newer ghost, Harrisburg, Spartanburg, Painted Post.

Henry and John were never so And Henry and John were always right? Granted, but when it was time to go And the tea and the laurels had stood all night, Did they never watch for Nantucket Light?

I shall not rest quiet in Montparnasse. I shall not lie easy at Winchelsea. You may bury my body in Sussex grass, You may bury my tongue at Champmédy. I shall not be there. I shall rise and pass. Bury my heart at Wounded Knee.

(source: American Names by Stephen Vincent Benet - Famous poems, famous poets. - All Poetry)

NOTES READ AND / OR LISTEN

When Native Americans Were Slaughtered in the Name of 'Civilization'SOURCE: When Native Americans Were Slaughtered in the Name of 'Civilization' | HISTORYok.ru

VID-1: https://ok.ru/video/7355251034675

THE WAR OF 1812SOURCE: When Native Americans Were Slaughtered in the Name of 'Civilization' | HISTORYok.ru

VID-2 https://ok.ru/video/7355260996147

THE BATTLE OF LITTLE BIG HORNSOURCE: When Native Americans Were Slaughtered in the Name of 'Civilization' | HISTORYok.ru

1-Donald Fixico — Wikipedia

2-Sac and Fox Nation — Wikipedia

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kbfoto · 7 years

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weynonanddeynon · 7 years

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American Names

I have fallen in love with American names, The sharp names that never get fat, The snakeskin-titles of mining-claims, The plumed war-bonnet of Medicine Hat, Tucson and Deadwood and Lost Mule Flat.

I will remember Carquinez Straits, Little French Lick and Lundy’s Lane, The Yankee ships and the Yankee dates And the bullet-towns of Calamity Jane. I will remember Skunktown Plain.

I will fall in love with a Salem tree And a rawhide quirt from Santa Cruz, I will get me a bottle of Boston sea And a blue-gum nigger to sing me blues. I am tired of loving a foreign muse.

Rue des Martyrs and Bleeding-Heart-Yard, Senlis, Pisa, and Blindman’s Oast, It is a magic ghost you guard But I am sick for a newer ghost, Harrisburg, Spartanburg, Painted Post.

Henry and John were never so And Henry and John were always right? Granted, but when it was time to go And the tea and the laurels had stood all night, Did they never watch for Nantucket Light?

I shall not rest quiet in Montparnasse. I shall not lie easy at Winchelsea. You may bury my body in Sussex grass, You may bury my tongue at Champmedy. I shall not be there. I shall rise and pass. Bury my heart at Wounded Knee.

#stephen vincent benet #poem #poetry #america #american names

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gaufry · 7 years

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Bury my heart

I have fallen in love with American names, The sharp names that never get fat, The snakeskin-titles of mining-claims, The plumed war-bonnet of Medicine Hat, Tucson and Deadwood and Lost Mule Flat.

I will remember Carquinez Straits, Little French Lick and Lundy’s Lane, The Yankee ships and the Yankee dates And the bullet-towns of Calamity Jane. I will remember Skunktown Plain.

I will fall in love with a Salem tree And a rawhide quirt from Santa Cruz, I will get me a bottle of Boston sea And a blue-gum nigger to sing me blues. I am tired of loving a foreign muse.

Rue des Martyrs and Bleeding-Heart-Yard, Senlis, Pisa, and Blindman’s Oast, It is a magic ghost you guard But I am sick for a newer ghost, Harrisburg, Spartanburg, Painted Post.

--Stephen Vincent Benét

#Stephen Vincent Benét #Poetry #America

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