MNN. May 31, 2017. The band/tribal council is a cesspool of filth, fraud, dishonesty and malfeasance. These revolting turds revel in their artificial power over us, backed by the military. Dictatorship is their only power. As Sitting Bull said, “Money is soon gone but land is forever”.
The controllers through their media generate fear amongst the public. We know that fear is the biggest enemy of the people.
Each generation is getting stronger. How beautiful and proud our people look today. Those that enter band tribal councils think they will change things from the inside. They soon see that the circle does not work within the pyramidal structure the corpo band council system is based upon.
If all band councils walked away from those corporate dictates and money, te-wa-ta-tawi [our sovereignty] would be restored immediately.
We are proud of our men who continue to follow the original instructions of our mother.
Prohibition against tobacco was one of the basis for our resistance. It belongs to mother earth. We asserted our unextinguished te-wa-ta-tawi. The warriors pushed the revolution through trade and commerce. They’ve been raided, arrested, jailed, beaten, given records and killed. Everyone of them knew they were doing the right thing.
They always protected us, guided by our constitution, the great law of peace. They overstepped the corporate bounds set by the enemy. Suddenly our businessmen were called “criminals” and “terrorists”.
No business is too small or too big to feed our people. They are smart and courageous and never ran away from a threat. They persisted against the overwhelming odds of the corporation.
ANNIE-GET-YER-GUN CORPO TRIBAL GIRLS.
The band and tribal councils continue to push the genocide agenda. With our blood on their hands they are not our people anymore. They alienated themselves out of the circle and are traitors.
The first chance they have, they will stick the knife deep into our back and give it a twist. In 1990 in Akwesasne two boys were shot in the back because NYS needed bodies to bring in the outside police.
As always we are under surveillance and being tested for their fear-based assimilation strategy, Mohawk/Oka Crisis, Caledonia. Gallant Piper, Onondaga and so many more. We have a duty to protect the lands, waters and natural resources that all living things need to survive and co-exist with all nature.
The Rolling Stones sing about the band councils cleaning up their filth [Sweet Virginia]: “Wading through the waste, stormy winter. And you haven’t got a friend to help you through trying to stop the waves behind your eye balls. Drop your reds, drop your greens, drop your blues. Thank you for your wine, California. Thank your for your sweet and bitter fruits. Yes, I’ve got the desert in my toenail and I hid the speed inside my shoe. But come on, come on down, sweet Virginia. Come on, honey child, I beg of you. Come on, come on down, you know you got it in ya. You gotta scrape that shit right off your shoes”.