Green Corn Festival (Thanksgiving) Massacre ~ A celebration of genocide
We have all seen and felt the devastating impacts of so-called Free Market Capitalism. We are now experiencing “officially” reported double digit unemployment, when including the “underemployed” we know unemployment exceeds 15%, while exceeding 30% within a number of communities. Connecticut reports an 8.8% unemployment rate though we know that many of our urban centers here in Connecticut report unemployment greater than 12%, with the actual numbers significantly higher. In 2008 49 million people in the US - 17 million of them children - were unable to consistently get enough food to eat. These figures represent a 14.6 percent of all households, a 3.5-percentage-point jump over 2007, and they are the largest recorded since measuring US hunger statistics began in 1995. Yet corporate media and Washington politicians proclaim, good times lie ahead! Obama the Nobel Peace Laureate, by sending 35,000 more troops to occupy a land, is propagandizing it as a plan of withdrawal. Good times they are a rolling, if you are stupid enough, naive enough or brainwashed enough to believe such propaganda. And with just this small sampling of the insanity and deceit that is going around us every single day; we today celebrate Thanksgiving. What bull shit and as the title of this blog notes, it really is the Green Corn Festival Massacre which occurred right here in Groton, Ct. The home of the nuclear submarine base, that has launched true Weapons of Mass Destruction against many innocent peoples who refused to bow down to Western Imperialism! Paraphrasing Gil Scott-Heron in his piece “We Beg Your Pardon” ~ And pardon me as I get sick!
Below is a great piece that all should reflect upon this November 25, 2009 regarding “Is All That Turkey and Stuffing a Celebration of Genocide?”
By Laura Elliff, Vice President, Native American Student Association
From Republic of Lakota
It’s Thanksgiving time again. Most of us associate the holiday with happy Pilgrims and Indians sitting down to a big feast. And that did happen - once.The story began in 1614 when a band of English explorers sailed home to England with a ship full of Patuxet Indians bound for slavery. They left behind smallpox which virtually wiped out those who had escaped.
By the time the Pilgrims 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 between the Pilgrims and the Wampanoag Nation. At the end of their first year, the Pilgrims held a great feast honoring Squanto and the Wampanoags.
But as word spread in England about the paradise to be found in the new world, religious zealots called Puritans began arriving by the boat load. Finding no fences around the land, they considered it to be in the public domain. Joined by other British settlers, they seized land, capturing strong young Natives for slaves and killing the rest. But the Pequot Nation had not agreed to the peace treaty Squanto had negotiated and they fought back. The Pequot War was one of the bloodiest Indian wars ever fought.
In 1637 near present day Groton, Connecticut, over 700 men, women and children of the Pequot Tribe had gathered for their annual Green Corn Festival which is our Thanksgiving celebration. 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 terrified women and children who huddled inside the longhouse 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 had been murdered.
Cheered by their “victory”, the brave colonists and their Indian allies attacked village after village. Women and children over 14 were sold into slavery while the rest were murdered. Boats loaded with a many as 500 slaves regularly left the ports of New England. Bounties were paid for Indian scalps to encourage as many deaths 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, the hacked off heads of Natives were kicked through the streets like soccer balls. Even the friendly Wampanoag did not escape the madness. Their chief was beheaded, and his head impaled on a pole in Plymouth, Massachusetts — where it remained on display for 24 years.
The killings became more and more frenzied, with days of thanksgiving feasts being held after each successful massacre. George Washington finally suggested that only one day of Thanksgiving per year be set aside 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.
This story doesn’t have quite the same fuzzy feelings associated with it as the one where the Indians and Pilgrims are all sitting down together at the big feast. But we need to learn our true history so it won’t ever be repeated.
This Thanksgiving, when you gather with your loved ones to Thank God for all your blessings, think about those people who only wanted to live their lives and raise their families. They, also took time out to say “thank you” to Creator for all their blessings.