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In honour of Indigenous People’s day, I erased a letter from Bartolome de las Casas [the priest who accompanied Columbus on his conquest of Cuba] which detailed the abuse and murder of the native population:
“Endless testimonies . .. prove the mild and pacific temperament of the natives…. But our work was to exasperate, ravage, kill, mangle and destroy… And the Christians, with their horses and swords and pikes began to carry out massacres and strange cruelties against them. They attacked the towns and spared neither the children nor the aged nor pregnant women nor women in childbed, not only stabbing them and dismembering them but cutting them to pieces as if dealing with sheep in the slaughter house. They laid bets as to who, with one stroke of the sword, could split a man in two or could cut off his head or spill out his entrails with a single stroke of the pike. They took infants from their mothers’ breasts, snatching them by the legs and pitching them head first against the crags or snatched them by the arms and threw them into the rivers, roaring with laughter and saying as the babies fell into the water, “Boil there, you offspring of the devil!” Other infants they put to the sword along with their mothers and anyone else who happened to be nearby. They made some low wide gallows on which the hanged victim’s feet almost touched the ground, stringing up their victims in lots of thirteen, in memory of Our Redeemer and His twelve Apostles, then set burning wood at their feet and thus burned them alive. To others they attached straw or wrapped their whole bodies in straw and set them afire. With still others, all those they wanted to capture alive, they cut off their hands and hung them round the victim’s neck, saying, “Go now, carry the message,” meaning, Take the news to the Indians who have fled to the mountains. They usually dealt with the chieftains and nobles in the following way: they made a grid of rods which they placed on forked sticks, then lashed the victims to the grid and lighted a smoldering fire underneath, so that little by little, as those captives screamed in despair and torment, their souls would leave them….”
Happy Columbus Day everyone.
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I definitely don’t need any more t-shirts, but this is really great.
(via The Melvins/Love mashup shirt you didn’t know you wanted has arrived | Dangerous Minds)
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*Well, if you amend that to “clutching the Old Testament and consulting the Koch Brothers,” it’s pretty spot-on, Carl
The scary thing is, Carl Sagan predicted this *decades* ago.
It’s all happening.
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It’s been a good run, tumblr friends, but Suicidewatch’s days are numbered. the DMCA notifications were just too many and now Yahoo is about to drop the hammer on my 6 year old blog. copyright law is a motherfucker. this should be expected when you name your blog Suicidewatch. Anyways my blog might be dying, but sadly I will live on as a wandering spirit of the internet moaning about all those lost followers (there are a fuckload of you!!!)
I have a new tumblr account called ONLY THE YOUNG DIE YOUNG which is basically just gonna be Suicidewatch part 2 where I will be shifting posts. lots of reblogging and reposting will be going on over there.
if you want an archive for all of my mixes, they are reposted over on my blogspot account Ghettoblasters and Switchblades. my flickr account has most all of the images I have ever scanned for this blog. my Instagram is where you can stalk my sad boring boring life. and twitter is where you can see me complain about football and tv shows and comic books and lots of other uninteresting shit.
thanks to everyone who followed this blog for 6 years, messaged me, chatted about music, reblogged my playlists, and basically made this a fun distraction.
One of my favorites. Farewell. Hello again.