In 1970 Wamsutta James, a Wampanoag Indian, was invited to speak at Plymouth Rock 350 years after the Pilgrim Fathers landed. But when the Massachusetts Department of Commerce read his speech, they would not let him give it. Here it is in part:
This is a time of celebration for you – celebrating an anniversary of a beginning for the white man in America.
Even before the Pilgrims landed it was common practice for explorers to capture Indians, take them to Europe and sell them as slaves for 220 shillings apiece. The Pilgrims had hardly explored the shores of Cape Cod for four days before they had robbed the graves of my ancestors and stolen their corn and beans.
Massasoit, the great Sachem of the Wampanoag, knew these facts, yet he and his People welcomed and befriended the settlers of the Plymouth Plantation. Perhaps he did this because his Tribe had been depleted by an epidemic. We, the Wampanoag, welcomed you, the white man, with open arms, little knowing that it was the beginning of the end; that before 50 years were to pass, the Wampanoag would no longer be a free people.
What happened in those short 50 years? What has happened in the last 300 years? History gives us facts and there were atrocities; there were broken promises – and most of these centered around land ownership. And so down through the years there is record after record of Indian lands taken and, in token, reservations set up for him upon which to live. The Indian, having been stripped of his power, could only stand by and watch while the white man took his land and used it for his personal gain.
History wants us to believe that the Indian was a savage, illiterate, uncivilized animal. A history that was written by an organized, disciplined people, to expose us as an unorganized and undisciplined entity. Let us remember, the Indian is and was just as human as the white man. The Indian feels pain, gets hurt, and becomes defensive, has dreams, bears tragedy and failure, suffers from loneliness, needs to cry as well as laugh.
Although time has drained our culture, and our language is almost extinct, we the Wampanoags still walk the lands of Massachusetts. We may be fragmented, we may be confused. Many years have passed since we have been a people together. We fought as hard to keep our land as you the whites did to take our land away from us. We were conquered, we became the American prisoners of war in many cases, and wards of the United States Government, until only recently.
We still have the spirit, we still have the unique culture, we still have the will and, most important of all, the determination to remain as Indians. We are determined, and our presence here this evening is living testimony that this is only the beginning of the American Indian, particularly the Wampanoag, to regain the position in this country that is rightfully ours.
See also:
- The Suppressed Speech of Wamsutta (Frank B.) James, Wampanoag – the full speech
- Thanksgiving
- The Good Darkie Fallacy
- Why American history gets whitewashed
- Native Americans
- Wampanoag Indians
- The Delaware
- The Sioux today
- growing up Native American
Yes, mass immigration is usually bad for the natives.
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Thanks, Abagond. I was hoping someone would put up something like this. Merci.
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Good post and a good speach. What I noticed back in the 80’s when I was living in US was that almost everybody somehow understud that this land was originally someone elses. When moving around with some native friends I noticed how majority of the people reacted to them. Some with open hostility, some with awe, and most with strange ditachment.
Also I found out how law enforcement reacts to them and that was not so nice. Granted, some guys were indian activists, but still it was a sobering moment.
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We didn’t land on Plymouth rock, Plymouth rock landed on us!
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Thank you for posting this, and I was actually reading this very thing on Wikipedia before I left to have dinner with my friend and her family. I will not in my heart want to celebrate Thanksgiving for this reason, but instead keep at the front of my mind everything that I have to be grateful for year-round.
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sam wrote: “When moving around with some native friends I noticed how majority of the people reacted to them. Some with open hostility”….
Strangely enough, one day I was in my car and stopped at a red light when I heard someone in the adjacent car make a stereotypically Native American hand-to-mouth “woo-woo-woo” sound. I turned to see what was going on only to find that the two white guys in the car, both with sneers on their face, were laughing derisively and looking straight at me. It was Twilight Zone time since I identify primarily as Black and also because others very rarely identify the Native cast to my features — they usually think Asian, Polynesian or Latina.
The really unsettling thing about the experience was their obvious hostility. I know that people who are visibly Black have to deal with that type of hostility, but I had no idea Natives also go through that BS.
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So, basically Thanksgiving should be a national day of mourning to Native Americans?
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Not entirely un-related: a comic from my youth by a Dutch writer-artist Hans Kresse about an apache tribe (pharaons) and their adventures, including an encounter with conquistadores. All told from an indian perspective. Very realistic, well written and probably very well researched. Had at least 10 parts, I think.
http://www.bedetheque.com/album-28103-BD-Les-maitres-du-tonnerre.html
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@bleuparfymroses: yeah, that is happening, at least did happen back then. I also noticed that native american guys were very often treated as very dangerous persons, particulary if they had traditional braids or long hair. I had a black hair back then and wore in ponytail, so some federal officers did not notice that I was infact a foreigner and received some treatment as well. Native american women were very often openly viewed as exotic sex objects.
And on that note: at least still in the 1990’s Wyoming (if I remeber correctly, could be some other state) state laws had a piece that stated that if there are more than 8 indians at one place at one time, they can be considered as a war party and can be shot at. Talkin about progress, eh? 😀
@hannu: yeap, I remember that too. Tasankojen valtiaat etc. 😀
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@sam
I knew you would!
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Even before being aware of my Blackfoot heritage, I’d always considered ‘Thanksgiving’ a misnomer. The Wampanoag did the right thing by helping out fellow human beings in their time of need, and were repaid with hatred, genocide, germ warfare, and dehumanization. I’d never even heard of this speech before…thanks for posting it, Abagond.
On a similar note, I’ve not been able to call July 4th ‘Independence Day’ for many years now…not all Americans were independent at the time!
I just call it ‘the July 4th holiday’ or ‘the 4th of July’ and leave it at that.
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awesome. I was at a pow-wow serving food about two months ago and was pissed at how tame some of the speakers’ speeches were. There were at least two instances where the speakers paused and seemed to rethink their words. They were typically parts relating to tribal history and I wondered if it was in order to not offend the white people there.
Native Americans got fucked over by white people in every way.
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Stolen people on stolen land…
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