White Men Dressed up as Indians

For those familiar with both Juanita Brooks book, the forced confession included in the Wiki period Magazine article, and/or local accounts or folklore, the supposed account of the massacre of the Fancher Train women and children may not ring entirely true.

Soon after a Mormon mill crew at Sutter's mill near Sacramento, California discovered Gold there,
the White Gold Rush was on. So was the methodical Genocide of California began. It was brutal, unrelenting and obscene.

My Grandfather believed that the Water People, who inhabited our valley, had crossed the desert from California soon after the Spanish Dons arrived and were given as much land as one man could encircle on a fast horse in one day.

Our San Lorenzo Brownie Troop visited an old man who had given the land adjacent to what we called "the airplane park" to we children. The prime feature of this park was a WWII fighter which we crawled all over.

Hundreds of thousands of Indigenous
Californians were massacred or died
of white diseases over the next
110 years. This was the "Army" that the "Missouri Wildcats" had drunkenly sworn by their dubious God to bring back to wreak havoc and Genocide on White and indian alike. This is why the Indians were not permitted to participate in the Massacre. There is little doubt that all would have been killed.

The actual choosing of settlements,
the choosing of mill sites, and the provision of fiddling for the duration of the mill building were men like Clayborn Elder, my Great Grandmothers older siblings, including one who ran off with Butch Cassidy and another boy. His family traced him to a mine register. Our family has a tendancu toward psychic abilities and my Great and Great Grandmother had some knowledge of things to come.

I have a feeling. a hypothosis, about this. While Indians did not kill women and children, and under Spanish Law had reason not to rape them, while they did sometimes engage in torture, white children were almost never abused, worked to death, etc.

They were more often adopted by families who needed household or ranch help. The buyer might back out of the deal if the slaves to be were not virgins. They were intended as Wives or household servants.

The mountain men who got the saints across the plains and settled them.
the body guards who snuck Joseph Smith in and out of Missouri Settlements who were sworn to kill the Assasins of Joseph Smith, were probably the white men who dressed up like indians and painted their
faces always dressed that way, and very often wore their Nauvoo Legion Uniforms in parades. They were prized and much honored.

When I look at this picture--pull it onto your desktop and let it sit there--a magnifying glass might help, it occurs to me that there may have been one or more
Mormon families in the train who were not identified until it was too late.

During the time that John D. Lee was writing "Mormonism Unveiled" under Army Guard, and tutelege, the surviving child and the two girls, were not easy to find.

As part of the agreement,
Jacob Hamblin may have been ordered to produce them. But what happened to the youngest child?
There are folktales--but they don't belong here, and I don't beleive that's what happened.

The older girls were returned to the East--more than a few of the Army thugs would have been killed if they had tried to force him to bring the witnesses into the horseshoe shaped trap, after the young child had been knocked to the ground unconscious,
shot, or otherwise klled.

Jacob Hamblin may not have come alone.

My own hunch is that the Guymon Brothers, a large
family of Cherokees and half Cherokee, killed the women and children--14 of them, fearing that they would get to California and return with a contingent of Missouri Mobbers--much like the Army that was "coming up the Plat singing many a lusty ditty, saying we'll do this and we'll do that when we get to Salt Lake City."

I am a pacifist and deplore this massacre AS MUCH OR MORE than any other. It haunts me--maybe the Ghost Busters could go out there and fund the next season of globe trotting with Church payoffs.

As to our family, my great great grandfather came from Denmark with a brother who went onto California. He said men approached him with sgovels and told him to get his. He well knew
what this meant and pretended not to speak English.

The other side of the the paternal family were Sutherland Scotts who reached Utah in the mid 1960's.

One thing is sure--the Fancher party would have gotten through safely if they had not had their Bush-wackers with them--Porter Rockwell was speeding South with orders to stand down, probably procured by Jacob Hamblin from Governor Brigham Young, for the Saints to stay their hands. If you pass through Saint George, the house of two of Jacob Hamblin's wives--

I suspect these to have been the ones who scalded a pair of Federal Marshall's faces with boiling warsh water, is on display--including an enormous Navaho rug on the Second floor work and playroom.

Mountain Meadows Massacre, 1857-Ch1

Yea, even as we speak, the young men of the United States are waging war against two fierce Islamic Nations and we mat be moving into a third, unsurvivable war against a nation that does not forget or forgive. An Iranian Friend whose parents have worked for the American Military and was on the last plane out of Iran, making way for Khomeni to take the reigns of power. The context was personal, and I learned not to offend him. He would bend over backwards not to offend me.
At a certain point there might be no way back from the precipice, we worked hard to stay far back.

Many in all nations have been trapped in a war they had no part in initiating. Our Present did not pay much
attention to his classes in his DOD school, his Ivy League University, catch up classes at Washington University, where one of his TA's told me that he did not see, hear or absorb anything she tried to teach him. He was estranged from his age group, cranked up much of the time. He was not particularly intelligent.

We believed we could survive such a President. Millions of
casualties later, we go on as if war were now normal. There has been no normalcy since 911. DOD planning was in place to fight 1 and a half wars using the 182nd Airborne, the Ready
reserves. In the days of debate in the Senate, when argument escalated into violence, our women Senators rise against the rest I heard Hillary's voice rise above the rest--"Could we just get it down to three wars, PLEASE. She had read the DOD
game plan--the part that said we could not win a war if overextended. We would lose in any war where we were overextended.

Clinton was well ahead in the polls and I was not yet worried.
My friend early predicted a Bush win. Many, many of us had a
particular distaste for him, he had been disliked most of his
life. He was unconcerned about this because, as my friend mentioned DADDY WOULD BUY HIM ANYTHING HE WANTED. IF He WANTED TO BE PRESIDENT, DADDY WOULD BUY HIM THE PRESIDENCY.

I have just noticed an oddity in Wikipedia, I thought I'd blog a bit about a war in my past, a massacre near our town, a place to share my cogitations with people working in Mormon, Genocide, and Holocaust studies.

The account of the Massacre at Mountain Meadows in
Wiki now (first posted in July of 2007, is the official Army version, written 1910, when my Grandfather was a very bright seven, in a periodical of the era. It contains truth and rumor and is egregious for what it omits. Instead of analyzing the invasion of Utah by a third of the Federal Army, mostly rabidly anti-Mormon, the majority bushwackers.

I have been planning to add what my Grandfather and Great Grandfather passed to me that may not be generally
known.

Juanita Brooks is the unrivaled master of the subject.
Her place in the community gained her the confidence of old Sons of the Pioneers who did not want to take their morbid secrets to their graves nearing, as they were, their point of departure.

I know this: when very ill life flashes before you slowly, you regret things unsaid and undone. I remembered a class I audited at BYU called the Mormon Novel, team taught there by Gene England and my Grandmother's Aunt Marie's Grandson
Clifton Jolly--the youngest of my Great, Great Grandparents', Danish orphans who lived with her brothers and worked the land.

I had some pictures of Aunt Marie my Grandmother sent me which my Mother made no attempt to preserve. They were abandoned in her sale of the house, with the lace curtains I used to wind my fingers around when a toddler, with the 2,800 dollars worth
of Cedar Wood furniture he built me, a cabinet topped with florid madrone, Cedar paneling. It pointed magnetic North, and on the Quarter and cross quarter days of the year the sun and moon shone directly into the windows. I could see the broad night sky heavy with stars, I sat outside on summer nights and
watched and thought of my old people. A Hilindscotts voice
spoke in my spiritual ear--lego, lass, lego. I heard the same voice a number of times, as I watched the sunrise at breed,
or sat beneath the sky's dome.

Soma and his Uncle Yuseph sat beneath a summer sky and talked.
Soma yawned and said "I go to bed now," and went into the house, into his bedroom, onto his toddler bed and went to sleep.

Last February I nearly died from massive abdominal abseseses throughout my abdominal cavity. Something has been bothering me since then, and with my other writing, I have decided that I need to write an addendum to the Army's version of the massacre, information taken from my Grandparents' oral accounts.

Mine is a view of the individual's responsibility toward human events, the remembrance of human history, a history of genocide and war--past, present and future. A responsibility the past whose gift has been the will to work on my serial novel or autobiography everyday and into the night.

The Third book deal with my father's participation in WWII Japan attempt to colonize "The East Asian Co-prosperity Sphere," through a systemic genocide that rivals Hitler's Third Reich.

I do not mean to minimize the Shoah or its sacred place in Jewish Religious Life. I do believe that WWII China more resembles the Shoah than those Jews who hold it Sacred have dared admit. Do all men and women have a dark side that waits for its spark to nestle into the tinder? The combination of events and emotion, to converse--throwing them into Chaos, confusion, madness.

The Massacre at Mountain Meadows was an attempt to thwart a repeated Genocide--one that did not occur because of the resolve of its intended victims. Not entirely wrong or entirely right, it used Indigenous tactics that had transformed warfare in the American Revolution--the burning
of supply trains, the driving off of horses and stock, 'till snowfall, and a Winter on short rations at Fort Bridger with the maniacal Squaw Killer Harney.