I am not celebrating this holiday. I simply can not in good conscious. It is bad enough we celebrate the day that we stole raped and pillaged land from the Native Americans and we celebrate it? Calling it ThanksGIVING? More like ThanksTAKING as they did not GIVE us their land. We STOLE it.

In Soix Falls North Dakota the Natives are being shot, gasses and basically brutalized trying to save our water for future generations and I simply can not celebrate this day. Let’s review the TRUTH about this holiday.

In 1614 a band of English explorers sailed to England with a ship full of Patuxet Indians bound for slavery. They were infected by smallpox and it wiped out most of them. By the time they arrived in Massachusetts Bay they found only one living Patuxet Indian, a man named Squanto  who had survived slavery in England and knew their language. He taught them to grow corn and to fish and negotiated a peace treaty with the Pilgrims and the Wampanoag Nation. At the end of the first year, the Pilgrims held a feast honoring Squanto and the Wampanoags.

However word spread in England about the paradise to be found in the new world, religious zealots called puritans began arriving by the ship full. Beings there were no fences around the land they decided it was public domain, joined by other British settlers they seized the land capturing the strong young natives for slaves and killing the rest. But the Pequot Nation had not agreed to the peace treaty and they fought back. The Pequot War was one of the bloodiest Indian Wars ever fought.

In 1637 in  Groton Connecticut over 700 men, women and children of the Pequot Tribe gathered for their annual Green Corn Festival which is our Thanksgiving . In the predawn hours the sleeping Indians were surrounded by English and Dutch mercenaries who ordered them to come outside. Those who came out were shot or clubbed to death while the seemingly terrified women and children who huddled together inside in fear were burned alive. The next day the governor of the Massachusetts Bay Colony declared ” a day of Thanksgiving” because 700 unarmed men women and children were murdered.

The colonist were encouraged by their victory and attacked village after village. Women and children over 14 were sold into slavery while the rest were murdered. Boats loaded with as many as 500 slaves at a time regularly left the ports of New England. Bounties were paid for Indian scalps to encourage as many murders as possible.

Following an especially successful raid against the Pequot in what is now Stamford Connecticut the churches announced a second day of “thanksgiving” to celebrate victory over the heathen savages. During the feasting they hacked off heads of Natives and kicked them through the streets like soccer balls. The Chief of the Wampanoug Indians head was impaled on a pole in Plymouth Massachusetts where it remained on display for 24 years.

As the killings became more and more frenzied with days of thanksgiving feasts after each successful massacre George Washington suggested that only one day per year be set aside for Thanksgiving instead of celebrating each and every massacre. Later Abraham Lincoln decreed Thanksgiving Day to be a legal national holiday during the Civil War on the same day he ordered troops to march against the starving Sioux in Minnesota.

Not the same fuzzy feeling is it? I feel we need to try and reach beyond the myths of Thanksgiving and teach some degree of historic truth….I do not mind you celebrating but if you are going to celebrate then it is only right that you know what you in truth are celebrating. Murder, cold blooded murder, rape, theft, women and children being burned alive, people being be headed. Yeah seems like a real good reason to celebrate to me…. Not!!!

So please do me a favor and do not lie to yourself or your children about this holiday if you want to feast do it in remembrance of all the lives lost do it in honor of them not in celebration….

7 thoughts on “Thanksgiving

  1. You know, there’s nothing stopping you from making the holiday mean what you want it to mean, instead of what happened originally. I live in a little town of 9,000. A few days ago we sent a busload with $20k worth of supplies and winter clothing to Standing Rock, as a message of Thanksgiving for their struggle on behalf of the planet we all share.

    My family and I go each year to a community gathering to share potluck and serve a good meal to those who have less. We give thanks because we are alive and have the opportunity and the means to be able to be generous. We do a lot of volunteer work throughout the year, and this day gives us an opportunity to emphasize more specifically that all of us can choose to live more like an extended family. Everyone belongs. All are welcome.

    Christmas and Halloween also have vastly different origins from what those days mean to modern people. But we don’t have to over-commercialize Christmas, and a holiday empowering the creativity of children is great fun.

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  2. I totally agree . I hadn’t thought about it that way . It’s really sad when you look at the big picture . I do believe more people should look at the big picture . Thanks

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    1. Oh friend. I celebrated when I had my kids at home or a place that I could cook and serve food but that was the point I was able to cook and feed and serve and the whole feeling of it all was great and due to parts of my life I knew what it was like to be alone and without family so I always enjoyed inviting strangers and not so strangers into my home and feeding them. But to me it was always just that. I never really focused on the dark side of things until I was feeling that way. So now I just chose to when I feed people on this day will do it remembering the fallen. Honoring their lives not celebrating their death. Just a shift in perspective


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