Tonto, Wampum, Firewater, And The Redskins - The Political Revenge Of A Bad Indian

White Wolf was a brilliant Comanche chieftain, and as bloody a warrior as Genghis Khan. White Wolf knew that a purposeful barbarity would intimidate the enemy.  Just as Genghis Khan posted severed heads on roads leading to conquered villages, gruesome warnings to the next settlements in his sights, so did White Wolf use unconscionable savagery as a tool of war.  He knew that the Christian soldiers would see his tribal, animist, ferocity, understand that they were up against a frightening, unfathomable enemy with no moral restraint and would turn tail. 

 

Jonathan Foreman, writing in The Daily Mail said:

S C Gwynne, author of Empire Of The Summer Moon about the rise and fall of the Comanche, says simply: ‘No tribe in the history of the Spanish, French, Mexican, Texan, and American occupations of this land had ever caused so much havoc and death. None was even a close second.’

He refers to the ‘demonic immorality’ of Comanche attacks on white settlers, the way in which torture, killings and gang-rapes were routine. ‘The logic of Comanche raids was straightforward,’ he explains.

‘All the men were killed, and any men who were captured alive were tortured; the captive women were gang raped. Babies were invariably killed.’

‘One by one, the children and young women were pegged out naked beside the camp fire,’ according to a contemporary account. ‘They were skinned, sliced, and horribly mutilated, and finally burned alive by vengeful women determined to wring the last shriek and convulsion from their agonized bodies. Matilda Lockhart’s six-year-old sister was among these unfortunates who died screaming under the high plains moon.’

Not only were the Comanche specialists in torture, they were also the most ferocious and successful warriors — indeed, they become known as ‘Lords of the Plains’. They were as imperialist and genocidal as the white settlers who eventually vanquished them.

When they first migrated to the great plains of the American South in the late 18th century from the Rocky Mountains, not only did they achieve dominance over the tribes there, they almost exterminated the Apache, among the greatest horse warriors in the world.

White Wolf was a true American hero, a defender of his tribe and his family, and a patriot. No cavalry troop wanted anything to do with him, and just the thought of his savage horsemen thundering out of the plains hacking the heads off the avant guard, circling around and firing rounds of arrows into the terrified soldiers was enough for the Union Army to keep their distance. 

The Indians of the Plains were so ferocious, tenacious, and warlike that in modern times their names and images were adopted by American sports teams, symbols of courage, manhood, dignity, and valor.  Only in the recent years were the heroics of this noble people erased in a self-righteous, revisionist view of history.  Instead of fortitude, patriotism, and honor, Indians became victims - colored people alienated and murdered by the white oppressor. 

If the Indian had not been a victim before, he certainly became one after The Great Incarceration - the removal of Indians from native lands and placed in government stewardship, reservations.  The worst of these places was Pine Ridge, a ragged, soulless, drunken, doped up miasma.  As a legislative district it is the poorest in the country by far.  The reservations in Arizona and Utah are little better, but after years of government subsidy, give-away guilt money with no accountability, the Indians living there are no more than forgotten nuisances. 

Alan Parker was a direct descendant of White Wolf, but so many generations of drunks and Fentanyl addicts had come between, that the glories of the great chieftain had long been forgotten. Reservation Indians didn't care about his lineage, and white people, so solicitous of his native identity, were unconcerned anything but his suffering.  Parker, however, always kept a portrait of the great man with him wherever he went and read with pride tales of his ancestor. 

White Wolf, the Comanche, Apache, and Piute were proud, rebellious, militantly defiant warriors who refused to be subjugated and fought with terrible ferocity against the Union Army, mercenaries, and white settlers.  Although they were outmanned, outgunned, and outmaneuvered by the invading armies of the east, the fought the good fight.  The American Indian was noble, proud, and dignified.  His savagery, condemned by the white soldiers crossing his land, was to him nothing of the sort.  There was no such thing as 'savagery', a term implying amorality, primitivism, and an unevolved cultural core.  Savagery was no more than a legitimate expression of honor. 

Parker had left the reservation when he was a young man, sold arrowheads and turquoise to tourists on Route 74, wore his hair in a ponytail, affected amulets, chains and silver to lend a certain authenticity to the trade, but soon abandoned this desultory, marginal enterprise for factory work in San Antonio. There he met other Indians who had come out of the desert, laborers like him, single with squaws and papooses left back home. 

They were a clique of Indians with little to gain and nothing to lose.  They were not harboring old resentment against Jackson and the Union army's wholescale annihilation of native tribes, slaughter of herds of buffalo, and indifferent relocation policies, but anger at political progressives, squeamish, timid, self-important, and presumptuous intellectual beggars whose pity was the final straw, a shovelful of dirt on the Indian coffin, a final consignment of the Indian to a whitewashed, insignificant history. 

Parker and Indians like him had no political influence - despite liberal tears of commiseration and compassion, even the DEI claques in the Biden White House never considered Indians to complete the identity grab bag - not counting Brad (Winged Foot) McNamara, a bad Indian from Wounded Knee stoned as a motherfucker who never got past the first triage nor carfare back to South Dakota. 

Liberals talked the talk but for them concern for the Indian stopped at the catch-all idea of 'injustice', and they never once set foot on tribal land except for Foxwoods, a Pequot casino in Connecticut as their payment due, but saw no political advantage in boosting the fortunes of a people who had, after all, been savage genocidaires in their own right.  Shades of White Wolf who made the rape, disembowelment, and evisceration of pregnant white women his calling card.  At least the black man had for years been kept in Yes, Massa servitude and the gay man, thankfully, in the closet.

So Parker never demanded reparations from the federal government, such was his very savvy and sanguine view of historical cycles - expansionism and territorialism were par for the course, and every Indian tribe followed the same instincts.  In the days before white settlement and Union Army presence, both Apache and Comanche, not to mention Ute and Piute were after as much land as they could. 

No, his animus was against the derogating pity of progressives, lumping the proud, defiant, heroic Indian with docile, cotton-picking slaves and buggering gay men. That unconscionable dereliction of historical duty, that myopic view of race and ethnicity must be called out. 

Kristi Noem, the new Trump Secretary of Homeland Security, was the former governor of South Dakota, the state where the infamous Pine Ridge reservation is located.  Noem, a staunch conservative, had long been a champion of the native American but never within the demeaning victimhood vision of the Left.  She understood the noble, honorable history of the Indian, was ashamed that such a noble legacy should so summarily be dismissed in the expungement of any and all things Indian, and promised to at least restore history and save it from the ethnic cleansing of the Left 

And so it was that through her good offices, Parker got a platform. He as an Indian and direct ancestor of one of America's true heroes, White Wolf, would be encouraged to speak out in favor of restoring the nobility of the Indian warrior.  His 'unspeakable acts' - the rape, mutilation, and savagery of the Comanche chieftain should not be whitewashed, she said. 

This generous support was characteristic of the new administration, anxious to rid all public discourse of DEI victimhood, affirmative action, and historical revisionism.  The American Indian was the very symbol of patriotism, tenacious defense of culture, life, and land; and should be honored for his fight to preserve them.

There was to be no liberal white-bashing or tears of faux compassion.  Although the Indians were roundly beaten and institutionalized their fight for social integrity and cultural relevance should be well-publicized.  It is time to stop feeling sorry for the American Indian but to respect and honor him. 

And so it was that Alan Parker, proud Indian, became an instant Republican hero, a spokesman not only for Indian heritage - never Indian rights - but for American heritage, and within a short time he was considered for elected office in the Arizona state legislature or even in a Congressional district.