Encroachment on Aboriginal land
Frequently I’ve tried to tell people like Gary McHale, and Bob Kismet that most aboriginal folk realise that 30million white folk aren’t about to up and take off back to Europe and give back all the land. From what I’ve learned through speaking to certain people… my personal opinion is that it’s not unreasonable for Aboriginal folk to want at the very least these few things:
- Honour the original treaties;
- Stop outside encroachment inside reserve lines;
- Stop building upon sacred sites;
- Stop encroachment upon traditional land use areas outside reserve lines.
The problem is that it goes on all the time. The picture above is a privately owned recreation resort called Anicinabe Park in Kenora. I drive past it every day to take my babies to daycare on Wauzhusk Onigum First Nation. It’s a glaring reminder of the continual injustice of what makes up most of Canada. Anicinabe Park has from time immemorial been part of those Nish’s traditional land use area. CLEARLY!
This picture above is a satellite shot of Wauzhusk Onigum First Nation. In the lower right corner, indicated in red is the label that clearly says ‘Kenora Indian Reserve 38B’. In the top left indicated in red is Anicinabe Park. The reserve is all the land in between mostly. It is plainly easy to see by it’s approximate location to the reserve, and without any other evidence that it was part of Rat Portage’s TLUA.
There was a siege in 1974 which included some members of the American Indian Movement coming up from down south to help.
Race relations in Canada would start to get somewhat better of the Federal Government pulled its thumb out of its ass and stopped the three things I listed above. The question is ‘Will it?’. I doubt it – Canada has too much to lose.
Kenora’s racial bias near Rat Portage
No doubt there’ll be some bitter / angry / resentful white folk from Kenora calling this nonsense – I’d love to hear their excuse.
Below is a satellite photo with part of the route drawn in green on the route I drive my children to daycare on Wauzhusk Onigum First Nation (mostly called Rat Portage). The red line marks the location of the reserve line (give or take ten-twenty feet). The route shown in green is public land.
One morning about four weeks ago I was driving my children to daycare and got to the point where the blue roads begin. The City of Kenora had spent the night sanding the roads in Kenora and had come down the green road to where the blue roads begin and sanded all the blue roads. They didn’t even bother sanding the road to the reserve line.
Considering the part of the road they missed is nearly twice longer than the blue road parts they sanded, it smacked of racial bias that the City would sand those meager blue roads and completely ignore the green road right up till the reserve line. You can bet your life on it if 1000 white folk lived in a housing enclave just beyond the red line, the City would have sanded all down the road and then some.
No doubt someone will have some load of crap excusing the City’s blatant racially biased action and call it an oversight or some nonsense – but I just don’t see how you can overlook half a mile of road that is used twenty times as much as the blue roads.
It was just another reminder of the main reason why I think Canada sucks and needs a whole lot of fixing.
Gossiping on Dalles Rez
I’ve always known that people gossip. But it’s just getting worse and worse.
There are a few people on Dalles who just love to gossip. People are asking Lorraine if I like to fuck little kids. Apparently there’s some rumour going around.
These people (and yes I do know EXACTLY who’s talking) make assumptions about me based upon the fact that I go to Frontline Games. Two stupid friends of Lorraine actually had the nerve to ask her if I like little kids because I’m in there so often. They didn’t stop to think that they might be saying one of the most offensive things someone could ever say to someone else. They didn’t stop to think how much they might be emotionally hurting me by making those assumptions.
Those morons made an uneducated stupid assumption based upon sheer ignorance. The idiots didn’t bother to ask me why I’m in there. They didn’t bother to ask the owner of the store the general age of people going in there. The immature morons didn’t bother to wonder… ‘hey maybe adults do online gaming too’. No… they judged me in the typical Kenora style of stupidity.
Another thing that people are making idiotic assumptions about is the fact that I give people rides. Even though I give all manner of people rides, the few gossiping gits on Dalles only seem to say anything when I give females a ride. The venomous assholes don’t say anything when I give Archie, or Paul, or Roberta, or Doris, or Alice, or any of the drunks who are sometimes on Dalles from town a ride. They don’t say anything when I give Junior a ride… they don’t say anything when I give any male a ride. They only want to gossip when it comes to females. It’s pretty messed up that these two-faced wankers have nothing better to do than whisper and talk quietly behind people’s back being snidey twats. It’s similar to that one episode of the Sopranos when all the wiseguy’s wives were sitting around gossiping and she’s there wondering at how pathetic their lives were for them to be getting excited about stupid pieces of gossip.
It’s the same principle on Dalles… the few people that are gossiping about me really do have pointless lives that aren’t worth a shit. I mean if talking about me and my sexual preferences is something they find interesting, then I’d say they need some counselling.
There are quite a few people on Dalles that are alright… people I genuinely do like – mainly the ones I’ll wave to when driving – they know who they are.