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To Kit Carson, A Smallpox-Infected Blanket. With love, Geronimo and Crazy Horse
Jacob at Television without Pity recapped the latest episode of Battlestar Galactica. The short spoiler-free version from the front page: You Got Your Chocolate In My War Crimes! Battlestar Galactica - You got your martial hypocrisy in my peanut butter! It's an ethical freakout dance party as one side dabbles in sexy torture and the other starts on biological warfare and reciprocal genocide. Nobody looks good, this week, but everybody at least looks beautiful. Rap541 was apparently immensely disturbed that Jacob was sympathizing with the Cylons. So she wrote a rant about Native Americans and White Men. "See, you need to look at this from a different persepctive. Indians, American Indians, only became these gentle, spiritual sorts *after* they became a pathetic broken remnant. It was a rare voice in the wilderness indeed that in 1843 was decrying the genocide of the Native Americans. Hell, back then, I think the redskins were viewed as savage half men, half beast. An enemy. An enemy to be destroyed. It was only after the natives were broken - and broken so hard that they will not recover that all of a sudden we started having a conscience about it. We could afford to." But probably guessing that comparing Native Americans to Cylons might offend somebody, she goes on to say that the Cylons are exactly like white people, and the humans are Native Americans, cue my favourite bit: "The humans are the Native Americans - the pathetic broken remnant, and the Cylons are the white man. The few humans who escaped in ships? The sad Sioux and Apache sorts that were slowly picked off by the white man, with of course, the white man's slightly superior weapons.
Do you think that Crazy Horse, and Geronimo, et al, would have hesitated for a second to send some "special blankets loaded with Indian goodness and germs" home with Kit Carson if they had the opportunity? Think about it. Maybe over your turkey next week."
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