It’s nice to see that even in this day and age, at least the Sioux have standards:
The peace and love were interrupted by profanity Monday as Rainbow Family members confirmed their plan to congregate an estimated 5,000 people July 1 to July 7 somewhere in the Black Hills, but were immediately confronted by opponents of the gathering. …
The Rainbow Family of Living Light is a loose association of people who’ve been gathering since 1972 around the ideals of peace and healing. Some Native Americans have expressed concern that the gathering is not appropriate for the Black Hills, considered sacred Indian lands.
Before the indoor meeting began, Native American activist James Swan, of the United Urban Warrior Society, parked a pickup west of the building, planted two flags and used a portable sound system to berate the Rainbow Family contingent that was gathered under a light rain on the west lawn of the visitor center.
“We don’t want you here,” Swan shouted at one point. “You have no (expletive) respect for Lakota people.”
Swan has made numerous pleas on his Facebook page for Native Americans to oppose the Rainbow Gathering in the Black Hills, an area that is central to traditional Sioux Native American spirituality. He said some aspects of the gathering, including nudity, alcohol and drug use, would amount to a desecration of the Black Hills.
That’s what moonbats do best: desecrate.
Swan and other Indians don’t much appreciate kooky attempts by hippies to appropriate their spiritual practices.
But some of Swan’s methods have been crude, including a post on his Facebook page that said “Anyone know what the going price is on a Hippie scalp?…Do you have to clean the lice out first?”
Swan’s militant posture contrasted with the bearing of the Rainbow Family members, who personified their hippie reputation with long and unkempt hair, grungy clothes and laid-back attitudes. Several of them tried unsuccessfully to draw Swan into a calmer discussion Monday, but some lost their composure in the face of his antagonism and lashed out at him. Eventually they withdrew to form a circle where they held hands, spoke one-by-one, and chanted a unison “We love you!”
Moonbats have a gift for turning the word “love” into an emetic.
Where are Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse when you need them? Also needed is an unscrupulous trader with a wagonload of repeaters…