John Wayne and New Orleans Indians

“The Cavalry is coming!” announced a reporter on the Fox News Channel when finally National Guardsmen trooped into downtown New Orleans on the fourth day of apocalypse. I said to myself, “There they go again, racist Fox News.”

I switched channels and found reporters and government officials repeating the same phrase, “The Cavalry has arrived.” I should not have been surprised; during the preceding two days, they had been referring to the scene in brown water-lodge New Orleans, not as genocide as I saw it, rather “the wild west.”

Racism on top of racism, revealing the scaffolding of United States’ history, its intact structure bared, all the glitter and trappings washed away.

New Orleans became “Indian Country,” the military term for enemy territory. “This place is going to look like Little Somalia,” Brigadier General Gary Jones, commander of the Louisiana National Guard’s Joint Task Force told Army Times, for an article published September 2, 2005. “We’re going to go out and take this city back. This will be a combat operation to get this city under control.” The Army Times report could have been about Baghdad in stating: “While some fight the insurgency in the city, others carry on with rescue and evacuation operations.”

For days I have been thinking of Sitting Bull’s observation that the United States knows how to make everything, but doesn’t know how to distribute it. He was being generous in attributing the lack of equitable distribution of goods to benign ignorance rather than to design. But, he knew better. Once in Chicago while performing with Buffalo Bill Cody’s Wild West, Sitting Bull spoke through his translator to the huge crowd of ragged white men, women, and barefoot children: “I know why your government hates me. I am their enemy. But why do they hate you?” The U.S. Cavalry, the 7th to be exact, Custer’s old regiment, massacred Sitting Bull’s unarmed, starving people in December 1890 at Wounded Knee, a few days after Sitting Bull himself had been shot and killed by the federal Indian police.

The cavalry sent into the wild west of New Orleans had orders to pen in the starving black population that had been abandoned in order to protect property. It is not a sad or shameful day for the United States; it is a typical day in the United States for the poor, magnified.

How ironic that the Superdome became a house of horrors for the dispossessed for five grueling days. Most of the African Americans who were herded into the Superdome came from the infamous New Orleans projects and are descendents of those evicted from their neat little homes in the working class district that was seized and bulldozed to build, with public funds, the Superdome. Their cemetery was also destroyed. Construction began in August 1971 and was completed four years later.

I moved to New Orleans in December 1969 and lived there for more than two years, leaving unwillingly after being arrested and escorted to Texas, told never to return. I was then, as now, a social justice activist. (This story is told in my Outlaw Woman: A Memoir of the War Years, 1960­1975) In New Orleans and the surrounding area, the group I was a part of did unionizing, women’s liberation and antiwar organizing, and community work. The big local issue at the time was opposition to the proposed Superdome and to the “urban renewal” that would make it possible, removing tens of thousands of working class residents and transforming them into welfare recipients, a process taking place during the 1960s in nearly every city in the United States, as well as in copycat apartheid South Africa, where Cape Town’s mixed working class District 6 was similarly destroyed.

Working with the community against the Superdome in organizing demonstrations, petitions, and boycotts, I learned about past hurricanes and floods when gates were opened to flood the poor (black) neighborhoods in order to spare the wealthy and white uptown. I learned to hate the fun-seeking tourists in the French Quarter who never bothered to notice the sixty percent of the poor of the city. And, once it was built, I harbored an abiding hatred for the Superdome.

I returned to New Orleans in the spring of 1979 to give a paper at the annual meeting of the Organization of American Historians, which was held at the Hyatt Hotel that is attached to the Superdome, the first time I had seen it. I reluctantly stayed in the hotel and never went outside while there, because I was well aware the surrounding area was a no-man’s land where police did not dare to go, a low level insurgency operating from the day the doors had opened four years earlier.

I kept warning others that they should not go out, even in taxis, because they would be in danger returning. I tried to explain why, to no avail. Sure enough, a young historian from Maine was shot and killed by a sniper in front of the Hyatt after returning from fun in the French Quarter. After that, the historians stayed inside until ready to go to the airport in buses.

Now, New Orleans will be rebuilt as one big “urban renewal” project, destroying the remaining working class homes and apartments, a sort of Disneyland for tourists and the wealthy. It’s been going in that direction for forty years, as have other cities like Manhattan and San Francisco. But, it may not be that easy with that insurgency which, hopefully, will not capitulate.

ROXANNE DUNBAR-ORTIZ is a longtime activist, university professor, and writer. In addition to numerous scholarly books and articles she has published two historical memoirs, Red Dirt: Growing Up Okie (Verso, 1997), and Outlaw Woman: A Memoir of the War Years, 1960­1975 (City Lights, 2002). “Red Christmas” is excerpted from her forthcoming book, Blood on the Border: A Memoir of the Contra War, South End Press, October 2005. She can be reached at: rdunbaro@pacbell.net

 

 

CLARIFICATION

ALEXANDER COCKBURN, JEFFREY ST CLAIR, BECKY GRANT AND THE INSTITUTE FOR THE ADVANCEMENT OF JOURNALISTIC CLARITY, COUNTERPUNCH

We published an article entitled “A Saudiless Arabia” by Wayne Madsen dated October 22, 2002 (the “Article”), on the website of the Institute for the Advancement of Journalistic Clarity, CounterPunch, www.counterpunch.org (the “Website”).

Although it was not our intention, counsel for Mohammed Hussein Al Amoudi has advised us the Article suggests, or could be read as suggesting, that Mr Al Amoudi has funded, supported, or is in some way associated with, the terrorist activities of Osama bin Laden and the Al Qaeda terrorist network.

We do not have any evidence connecting Mr Al Amoudi with terrorism.

As a result of an exchange of communications with Mr Al Amoudi’s lawyers, we have removed the Article from the Website.

We are pleased to clarify the position.

August 17, 2005

 

Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz is the author of An Indigenous Peoples’ History of the United States.