Confined to
a barren prison camp in Washington, the displaced Paiute Indians
were dying. The Interior Department had promised to send rations,
but they never arrived. After being exposed to the elements during
the winter of 1880, fifty-eight of them had died – including thirty
children – and many more were seriously ill.
James
Wilbur, the pious fraud who served
as Indian Agent at Fort Simcoe, wouldn’t exert himself to see
that his prisoners were cared for, and wouldn’t permit them to migrate
to more hospitable surroundings.
Sarah
Winnemucca, daughter of the renowned Paiute chief of the same
name, had gone to Washington to lobby Interior Secretary Carl Schurz
for relief. In May she returned with a written promise that the
department would arrange
for the Paiutes to relocate to Lovelock, Nevada, where they
could at least obtain food. When she arrived in Yakima, however,
Sarah was informed that Wilbur had received no instructions from
Washington.
Sarah called
a public meeting in which she recited, in detail, the broken promises
that had been made to her. In short order Sarah was summoned to
a second meeting with Wilbur, who intended to slap her down for
impudently assuming that a promise to an Indian meant something.
"Your
people were content here until you came back and stirred them up,"
Wilbur insisted, condescendingly rebuking Sarah of "putting
the devil into their heads."
That accusation
came from a well-fed hypocrite who – in the classic "Indian
Ring" tradition – was growing wealthy by embezzling money
and supplies promised to the pitiful, dying people over whom he
presided.
"Mr.
Wilbur, you forget that you are a Christian when you can talk so
to me," Sarah chastised him, her composure barely concealing
her contempt. "You are starving my people here, and you are
selling the clothes which were sent to them. That is why you want
to keep us here…. I say, Mr. Wilbur, everybody in Yakima City knows
what you are doing, and hell is full of just such Christians as
you are!"
"Stop
talking or I will have you locked up!" bellowed Wilbur.
"I don’t
care," Sarah defiantly replied. "My people are saying
I have sold them to you and get money from you to keep them here.
I am abused by you and by my own people, too." By this time,
Sarah had become a nationally renowned lecturer and advocate of
Indian rights, and she promised that she would use her formidable
influence to expose Wilbur’s murderous corruption.
"From
this day on," records Dorothy Nafus Morrison in her biography,
Chief
Sarah, "Father Wilbur was Sarah’s unrelenting enemy."
Wilbur had previously extolled Sarah’s "noble work" and
her impeccable character. Now his official reports bristled with
insistent and conveniently vague references to Sarah’s "disreputable
intrigues" and intimations of personal depravity. Sarah "is
utterly unreliable and no dependence whatever can be placed on her
character or her word," insisted Wilbur in a communique to
the Interior Department.
If Sarah had
been alive and active during the 1970s, she would most likely have
been described as a "militant," an "agitator,"
and quite possibly as a Communist.
The FBI would
have collected a detailed dossier on her mistakes and shortcomings
– whether real, exaggerated, or invented. She would have been surrounded
by paid informants and provocateurs who would keep her under surveillance,
sabotage her campaigns, and create whatever trouble they could.
After being
arrested on spurious charges, Sarah might have found herself in
federal court listening to one of the FBI’s paid perjurers describe
her role in a grandiose Communist plot against the very existence
of the United States.
In brief, she
would have received the same treatment given to the American Indian
Movement (AIM) and its most prominent spokesman, Russell
Means, who died of cancer on October 22. Means is most widely
remembered for his prominent role in the 71-day standoff at Wounded
Knee in South Dakota, during which a handful of poorly armed AIM
activists withstood a siege carried out by a huge federal military
force that intended to slaughter them.
The AIM was,
to borrow Will Durant’s phrase, a medley of discordant fragments.
The same could be said of Means, who made no effort to disguise
his personal shortcomings or to sanitize the troublesome aspects
of his career as an activist.
It’s not necessary
to endorse everything
AIM did – or all of the alliances it made – in order to understand
that the organization’s grievances were entirely legitimate. If
the Soviet Union had somehow managed to invade and occupy the United
States, the regime it would have imposed on the country would have
differed little, if at all, from the Indian reservation system –
which, let us not forget, was constructed by Carl Schurz, a German-born
socialist who had been one of Lincoln’s "Red Generals"
during the war against the South.
Given that
AIM’s objective was to liberate people living in America’s equivalent
of the gulag archipelago, it’s reasonable to characterize it as
a militant anti-Communist group. The role played by the FBI, on
the other hand, was quite similar to that carried out by the Soviet
Cheka in dealing with independence movements within the nations
that had been subsumed into the USSR.
"They
are a conquered nation, and when you are conquered, the people you
are conquered by dictate your future," declared Norman Zigrossi,
a high-ranking FBI special agent in Rapid City, South Dakota, in
1977. "This is a basic philosophy of mine. If I’m part of a
conquered nation, I’ve got to yield to authority." The proper
role of the FBI in "Indian Country," according to Zigrossi,
was that of a "colonial police force."
Protecting
the lives and property of Indians was not a priority for the American
Cheka. In 1972, when an Oglala man named Raymond
Yellow Thunder was tortured and murdered by two white men in
Gordon, Nebraska, the local police refused to pursue the case, and
the FBI couldn’t be bothered to intervene. So Means and his AIM
colleague Dennis Banks organized a protest of more than 1,000 Indians
from nearby reservations, who converged on Gordon and "occupied"
it until local authorities arrested and prosecuted Yellow Thunder’s
killers.
It was this
act of "Communist agitation" – that is, a demand that
the laws be faithfully and equitably enforced – that prompted
the FBI to make AIM a target of its COINTELPRO initiative. Secret
police informants and provocateurs began to infiltrate the movement.
One of them, a sociopathic former cop (and likely wife-murderer)
named Douglas
Durham – would organize some of the most notorious "militant"
activities carried out in the name of AIM.
"Durham’s
history as a blackmailer, thief, and cheat was readily available
to the FBI from the Des Moines police, which in the 1960s had dismissed
him from the force; a police psychiatrist had diagnosed him as a
'paranoid schizoid’ personality with 'violent tendencies’ and termed
him 'unfit for employment involving the public trust’ after the
unexplained death of his first wife in 1964," recalls Peter
Matthessien in his book In
the Spirit of Crazy Horse.
Durham,
the psychiatrist concluded, was "unable to tell right from
wrong." While I withhold judgment regarding the merits of psychiatry
as a discipline, it’s reasonable to conclude that this particular
diagnosis was quickly and amply validated.
In 1972, Durham
had been identified by a Des Moines grand jury as the "major
culprit" in a police corruption scandal involving a sportswear
theft ring: Durham, working undercover at a factory, would steal
clothes and his comrades on the police force would fence the pilfered
merchandise. In the same year he was convicted of extortion on behalf
of the Mob, but the conviction was thrown out by an appeals court,
which ruled that the case had been tried in the wrong venue. In
any case, by this time Durham
was safely in the employ of the FBI.
Durham’s September
1976 testimony before the Senate Judiciary Committee’s Subcommittee
on Internal Security portrayed the AIM as a domestic salient of
a Communist-backed insurgency devoted to subverting American independence
(and, for all we know, sapping
and impurifying all of our precious bodily fluids). Durham wasn’t
the only FBI sock puppet who was used to depict AIM as a cadre of
"Red Indians."
Two years earlier,
during the 1974 trial of Means and Banks on charges arising from
the uprising at Wounded Knee, the prosecution called a "surprise
witness" named Louis Moves Camp, a 22-year-old who had been
expelled from AIM because of problems involving alcohol and drug
abuse.
Speaking from
the witness stand in a federal courthouse in St. Paul, Minnesota,
Moves Camp "offered testimony in support of the FBI’s cherished
belief that the international Communist conspiracy was somehow behind
AIM; he declared that agents from Russia, China, and Czechoslovakia
had attended the first meeting of the AIM-sponsored International
Indian Treaty Council" a few months earlier, recounts Matthiessen.
A few days
before his testimony, Moves Camp went "bar-hopping" across
the state line in River Falls, Wisconsin with Price and another
FBI agent named Ronald Williams. After the sozzled Feds retired
for the evening, Moves Camp took a high school-age girl to a remote
location and raped her. The agents arrived at the River Falls jail,
flashed their credentials, and freed their informant. Although Moves
Camp wasn’t prosecuted for that assault, within a year he was tried
and convicted on a second rape charge.
Such was the
character of a young man expelled by AIM – and eagerly embraced
as a star witness by the FBI.
"The fact
that incidents of misconduct formed a pattern throughout the course
of this trial leads me to the belief that this case was not prosecuted
in good faith or in the spirit of justice," Nichol observed.
Tellingly, he also condemned the "unlawful military involvement
at Wounded Knee" during the 71-day standoff. "We don’t
want the military running the civil affairs of this country, or
having anything to do with the execution of the laws," the
judge pointed out.
The Wounded
Knee occupation was a protest against the lawlessness that prevailed
on the Pine Ridge Reservation under the rule of Dickie Wilson, the
extravagantly corrupt, federally installed tribal dictator. Wilson’s
"Tribal Council" – a festering puddle of nepotistic corruption
– was sustained by an officially sanctioned death squad called the
Guardians Of the Oglala Nation (or GOONs), which routinely harassed
and beat the ruler’s critics while doing nothing about the scores
of unsolved violent crimes committed on the reservation each year.
Wilson was
of use to the Feds because of his willingness to defy treaty law
to turn over tribal lands to government-favored mining and industrial
interests. When AIM protesters rallied at Wounded Knee to protest
Wilson’s administration and demand the recognition of rights guaranteed
by treaty, the dictator sent the GOONs to surround them. Playing
to the most credulous element of the public, Wilson insisted that
"There is no doubt that Wounded Knee is a major Communist thrust"
and he promised to annihilate the dissenters. Given the pandemic
violence that had characterized Wilson’s reign, that threat was
entirely credible.
Means, the
supposed ringleader of the purported Communist cabal, depicted the
standoff in terms that resonated with the ideals of 1776, rather
than the ideology of 1917:
"This
is our last gasp as a sovereign people. And if we don’t get these
treaty rights recognized, as equal to the Constitution of the United
States – as by law they are – then you might as well kill me, because
I have no reason for living. And that’s why I’m here in Wounded
Knee, because nobody is recognizing the Indian people as human beings….
We haven’t demanded any radical changes here, only that the United
States Government live up to its own laws. It is precedent-setting
that a group of 'radicals,’ who in the minds of some are acting
outside the law, are just in turn asking the law to live up to its
own. We’re not asking for any radical changes. We’re just asking
for the law to be equitably applied – that’s all."
"I’m not
going to die when I walk into Pine Ridge and Dickie’s Goons feel
I should be offed," Means concluded. "I’m going to die
fighting for my treaty rights."
The FBI was
eager to grant Means the honorable death he envisioned. After the
GOONs had surrounded Wounded Knee, the U.S. government mobilized
the largest domestic military deployment since – well, since the
last time the Feds set out to slaughter Indians at the same location.
Armed FBI agents,
U.S. Marshals, SWAT teams, and federally supervised GOONs formed
an iron ring around the village. Colonel Vic Jackson, head of the
Pentagon’s Civil Disorder Management School, was tapped by the FBI
to implement "Operation
Garden Plot," a martial law blueprint (one that still exists,
in some form, today). The FBI envisioned a scenario in which the
Army would invade and "pacify" the village before the
FBI went in to "arrest" whoever might survive the onslaught.
Armored Personnel Carriers were on hand to deal with what were described
as "bunkers" (and were, in fact, root cellars). Phantom
F-4 jets flew low-altitude reconnaissance runs over the town.
"For seventy-one
days, a few hundred men, women, and children, supplied by volunteer
airlifts – and by sympathizers who slipped in and out during the
night – had challenged a large paramilitary force abetted by hundreds
of short-haired vigilantes, red and white, who were eager to wipe
out the 'longhair troublemakers,’" Matthiessen recounts. "For
Dick Wilson’s men, the threat posed by the occupation of Wounded
Knee was economic: under an Independent Oglala Nation, the Tribal
Council and its dole would end."
The FBI clearly
intended to annihilate AIM at Wounded Knee. At one point, the Bureau
ordered the media to leave the area and then warned the occupiers
to send out their women and children. The anticipated massacre might
well have been thwarted by the presence of about a dozen local white
residents whom the FBI called "hostages" – many of whom
voluntarily stayed behind to protect their supposed captors from
the Feds.
"The fact
is, we as a group of hostages decided to stay to save AIM and our
own property," explained Wilbur Reigert, an elderly resident
of the village. "Had we not, those troops would have come down
here and killed all of these people. The real hostages were the
AIM people."
A little more
than two months into the siege, mainstream public opinion began
to turn in favor of AIM. During the standoff, the Feds threw several
hundred thousand rounds of ammunition into the village. Two of those
rounds killed AIM supporters, and another left a third paralyzed.
A cease fire agreement was reached when the White House agreed to
review violations of Indian treaties, and investigate civil rights
abuses on the reservation. In addition, the Justice Department promised
to audit Wilson’s official accounts. The Feds made those promises
with glib insincerity that has characterized all of their dealings
with the Indians, and displayed the familiar insouciant disdain
in violating them.
Hundreds of
AIM supporters were prosecuted after Wounded Knee; nearly all of
them were either acquitted or saw the charges dropped. The FBI escalated
its covert war against the group, fomenting internecine squabbles,
abetting the worst instincts of some of its members, and in several
cases facilitating outright murder.
In 1975, another
paramilitary invasion of the Pine Ridge Reservation – complete with
helicopters and fixed-wing aircraft, a chemical warfare team, snipers,
and SWAT operators – occurred after two FBI agents were killed in
a shoot-out. After fleeing to Canada, Leonard
Peltier – the chief suspect in the killings – was extradited
on the basis of what a
federal court later admitted was perjured
testimony. Peltier was convicted of murder and imprisoned for
life. The evidence
presented against Peltier was identical to the case made against
two of his associates who had been acquitted of all charges.
Jack Coler
and Ronald Williams, the FBI agents who died in the shoot-out have
been beatified as heroes and martyrs – but nobody has ever explained
why they were on the reservation in the first place. The agents
were supposedly on the reservation to arrest a young man named Jimmy
Eagle for stealing cowboy boots after a drunken fight.
Means dissociated
himself from AIM in the late 1970s. Over the next two decades he
became a successful film actor and, much more importantly, a passionate
and eloquent exponent of the non-aggression ethic.
In a singularly
graceless
obituary of Means, a reliably foolish and incurably ill-informed
commentator accused the Indian activist of fomenting Communist revolution
and seeking to establish "a foreign entity within our nation’s
borders."
That
statement is a glistening nugget of unalloyed stupidity. Means,
who was not a "foreigner" in any sense of the word, wasn’t
seeking to destroy the United States; he insisted on claiming the
rights promised to his ancestors in treaties that were made pursuant
to the authority (such as it is) of the U.S. Constitution. Failing
that, he emulated the patriots of America’s founding era by asserting
independence from a distant and irremediably corrupt central government.
I will grant
that the largely notional "Independent
Republic of Lakotah" created by Means is a "foreign"
entity, in this sense: It aspires to be a polity based on sound
money, honest commerce, and peaceful cooperation. It’s difficult
to see how this is the fruit of "Marxist militarism."
"What’s
happening in my country is also happening in your country,"
Means warned Americans of all backgrounds shortly before his death.
"You don’t even know it, but you’re
the Indians of the 21st Century, and that’s very
sad."
Russell Means
never believed that he had a "patriotic" duty to consider
himself part of a conquered people and therefore subject to the
whims of his conquerors. What American worthy of the name would?
Video
extra
This presentation,
while a bit heavy on collectivist tropes, offers a very good summary
of the federal government's war against the Plains Indians: