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Tuesday 10 August 2021

The Planet of Junk



DO-Ronnie-Ron—Ron-Ron-i-MOE…!!

“All of the Indians agreed not to be friendly with The White Man anymore.

Sometimes We attacked The White Men — 

Sometimes They attacked Us.” 


-- Geronimo


"What happened back then, happened because they were humans. 

It was done to Them, so They did it back. 

But Better.


-- Oliver Enjady, 
Chiricahua Apache 


Dare to be Stupid Transformers



“ So, you know, I have felt that The Men have suffered a great deal in losing THE WILD MAN, which is a certain form of spontaneity connected with The Wilderness •ITSELF•.

And they’ve suffered a great deal since the Second World War in losing The Warrior. 
It’s very strange how this works.

We gave up The King, that is, we founded Our Country with getting rid of The King. 
And you know, The King is WEAK in American Men also --

How can it be otherwise?”


"Like most Apache women, Alope pierced her babies’ ears to make her children grow faster and bathed them in waters steeped with wildflowers to make their skin strong. 

And just as their parents had done, Alope and Geronimo taught their children to sing prayers to Ussen, The Creator, for health, strength and wisdom.

One day in the early 1850s, Geronimo and his family joined other Chiricahuas on a trading trip. 

The group camped on the outskirts of a Mexican town called Janos and the men headed in to trade. 

On the way back the Chiricahuas met distraught members of their band. 

Mexican soldiers had ransacked their camp, the women cried, stealing their ponies and supplies, leaving their wickiups in ruins. 

The Apaches scattered. 

That night Geronimo slipped back in to camp. 

There he discovered the bodies of his mother, his wife and his three small children, lying in pools of blood.

Zelda Yazza, Chiricahua Apache: 
When he saw all his family massacred there he cut his hair, 
and he left his hair there with them. 

You see all the pictures that were taken. 

You see their hair short, like mine.

That was a sign of mourning, 
that they lost someone.


Narrator
When Geronimo returned home he ripped down his wife’s paintings, tore apart strings of beads she had made and gathered his children’s toys. 

And just as Apaches had done for generations when loved ones died, 
he set everything his wife and children had owned on fire.


Silas Cochise, 
Chiricahua Apache: 
Geronimo’s attitude changed 
after His Mother was killed
after His Wife was killed
after His Children was killed

And so that created an attitude towards the non-Indians.

Robert Geronimo, 
Geronimo’s great grandson
It just changed him 
completely and totally.

Silas Cochise, Chiricahua Apache: 
Maybe it wasn’t a wise thing to deal with things like that, 
but he wanted revenge.

Vernon Simmons, 
Chiricahua Apache: 
Your Wife’s dead, 
Your Kids are dead, 
Your Mother’s dead.

That’s Your Life
taken away from you 
in an instant

It- want to make you 
go kill everybody.

Narrator
“I had no purpose left…” 
Geronimo later recalled, 
“my heart ached for revenge.”

Ellyn Bigrope: 
Power is everywhere
it lives in everything

It might be known through a word
or come in the shape of an animal

We all have Power, 
but some tap into different rooms

Power Speaks 
to Those Who Listen.


Elbys Hugar, 
Chiricahua Apache
The Greatest Thing a person can have is 
The Power. Benegotsi

It’s scary. 
(in Apache) 

This is The Truth

To Live with Power 
is very challenging

It’s so potent you must be wary
To have Power is a great responsibility. 

You can choose to leave it alone 
or accept it. 

It’s up to you.


Narrator: 
Not long after the vicious murder of his family, 
a despondent Geronimo ventured deep into Chiricahua country. 

Alone, he buried his head in his hands 
and began to cry. 

Suddenly he was startled by A Voice
“No gun will ever kill you,” it said. 
“I will take the bullets from the guns of the Mexicans
and I will guide your arrows.” 

Geronimo later said that he had been given 
what Apache people call Power
Gift from Ussen.

Robert Haouzous, 
Chiricahua Apache
The Concept of Power is fundamental 
in Apache belief.

Everybody acknowledges that 
somebody has a certain power, 
like The Power of Medicine, 
The Power of Healing, 
The Power of Seeing 
or Feeling Something at a Distance.


Oliver Enjady, 
Chiricahua Apache: 
There were people that knew where you were
people that knew about horses
people that knew about hunting. 

We Call This Power.

Ramon Riley, 
Western Apache (in Apache): 
Geronimo had 
“N’daa K’eh Godih.” 

A Prayer Power that worked on 
The Minds of His Enemies 
to make their bullets miss their targets 
and turn into water.

Geronimo had This Power 
and it helped him survive.

Narrator
Soon after The Voice Spoke to Him, 
Geronimo put His Power into action.
 
He got permission from the Chiricahua chiefs 
to take revenge for the massacre at Janos. 

With a force of 200 men, he lured 
the Mexican soldiers who had killed his family, into battle. 

Leading The Charge through a hail of bullets, 
Geronimo whirled and dodged, 
killing with his knife when his arrows ran out.


David Roberts, writer: 
So he’s dashing back and forth, running this zigzag pattern, and obviously scaring the daylights out of the Mexicans. 
They had never run into an antagonist quite like this guy.


Vernon Simmons, 
Chiricahua Apache
“I don’t care what you put up against him. 
He’ll come after you. 

That’s the kind of fighter he was. 

He was a true blooded 
Chiricahua Fighter.” 

And he said he didn’t-
He wasn’t scared of bullets.
That, I heard from my grandpa.”


Narrator: 
Geronimo and his men decimated The Enemy. 

From that day forward, Mexicans would shudder at his name, 
while the Chiricahuas would accord him great respect. 

As a sign of his status, 
over the years he would take many wives,
 including the daughter of the greatest Chiricahua chief, 
Cochise.

Yet Geronimo would never be 
A Chief himself. 

For the Apaches, he was 
too impulsive, too fretful
too vengeful.

Michael Darrow, 
Fort Sill tribal historian
“We had many people in Our Tribe 
who had the characteristics 
that would appropriate for 
Being A Chief —

Who were well-respected 
and who were known 
for making careful decisions
 for the well-being 
of The People

And Geronimo 
was not among those.