The Washington Post claims that Indians across the country are crying because President Bush hasn’t shown the concern over the Red Lake shootings that he showed over the Terri Schiavo case. He has responded “with silence,” the paper says the Indians are saying.
Whom does the liberal Post quote? Clyde Bellecourt, still one of the biggest liberal “breeds” in the business–the business of belly-aching.
Clyde Bellecourt, 1983
The whole problem is a mistaken assimilation. Whose fault is that, Mr. “Indian Elder?” Who likes to imitate Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton, and the race pimps? Who likes to set the youth on the path of perpetual dissatisfaction, frustration, and depression? Who preaches “I’ve been wronged?” You, Mr. Bellecourt, and the Leftist Indians like you. You have assimilated, to the Communist ideal of “you owe me.” You’re the one that breeds discontent, and stifles the natural aspirations of Indian youth.
You and all these professional Leftist Indians represent no one but yourselves. You merely use their racial association.
As I pointed out in my article on today’s FrontPageMagazine, “Indians, Nazi’s and The School Shooting,” young Jeff Weise was disturbed about racial intermarriage, and about Indians losing their identity. All he’d seen was Indians mixing with whites, acting like blacks, and white liberal teachers at Red Lake high school wanting everyone to mix in, and condemning and ostracizing Jeff for wanting to keep Indians Indian. All he knew was white leaders promoting the genocide of Indians and Indian culture. All he’d seen was white people using Indian “leaders” like Clyde Bellecourt to take down all the Indian images from all the schools in the country.
Yes, Jeff was a very disturbed young man, and understandably so. And when the mind cracks, what comes to the surface is often what was of greatest concern to the individual. Jeff had courted the Nazi stereotype, only in the sense that he wanted to preserve the Indian race. He was looking for support, that’s all. But even the neo-Nazis didn’t take him seriously. Nevertheless, in this matter of racial pride, Jeff Weise was a much greater Indian leader than Clyde Bellecourt will ever be.
Now, what is the point of asking for national media attention for Red Lake? What is the point in expecting President Bush’s personal attention? Isn’t that must more assimilation? Isn’t that acting like everyone else? “Indians are people, too,” the mascot opposers say. So, to be a “people” means you must belly-ache, like Bellecourt? Isn’t that just more of the dependency doctrine coming through again? that famous “I’m a poor victim” line?
Why should Terri Schiavo get all the attention? Let’s compete for it. We Indians will demand it. Let’s win the pity party. After all, we’re big brave Bellecourt Indians, aren’t we?
But the media is wrong. Not all Indians are feeling this way. Only the Leftist-trained, professional “Indians” are crying out about the lack of attention to Red Lake. Real Indians can take care of our own. We appreciate sympathy, but to professionally bleed it out of non-Indian is a total disgrace. It is NOT the Indian way. This is more outrageous than removing Indian logos from schools.
President Bush hasn’t made any statements probably because he doesn’t know what to say. Few people do. My FrontPage article says what hardly anyone will dare say: Indians cannot afford to assimilate. We are a vanishing race. Jeff Weise felt that fear. Yes, he had other problems, but this does not obliterate or invalidate his concern on that point.
Let the media continue to lie, lie, and lie again. The media lies about everything, constantly. The Washington Post article is nothing but liberal propaganda.
Jeff Weise, at age 9.
That fact is, that kid, Jeff Weise, needed BadEagle.com, and all the discussions we hold on our forums. To love one’s race is not a crime. To love one’s race is the only basis for understanding how to love and appreciate someone else’s. The liberals cracked Jeff, not the Nazis. The white liberal teachers and counsellors at his school were must more than he could take. He finally blew up.
He needed me. He needed Indians. Real Indians. He needed the strong, the proud, and the brave. He did not need Clyde Bellecourt.