When the English arrived on the North American continent and discovered its wealth of natural resources, they encountered a native people whose culture was already well established. Instead of considering a peaceful co-existence, and setting about to form such an agreement, one side attempted to suppress the other and was successful in its efforts.
That was the premise upon which our land became a nation. Superiority, via suppression.
Freedom to worship? No; that was just what we were taught in elementary history class. Likely, those who sought a break from the Anglicans were merely encouraged to populate the New World by reserving a seat on the Santa Maria.
Freedom of speech? That came later, too. The first of these was a presumed freedom to lord it over those already rightfully in domain, and preceded the founding of our country by significant bloodshed.
Is it any wonder, then, that the two party system is still in power over the people of these allegedly United States?
We have an entrenched ideology of conquering by division. We, the people, appear to remain confined by two, opposing sides, forced to choose with which of these to align.
And, the two sides, instead of making any real effort to find common ground, persist in digging their heels deeper into the turf of their precious purposes.
Ask a third-grade teacher what children tend to fight about. Then ask the teacher if each of the fighting children are permitted their way. Ask, finally, if they are allowed to continue fighting.
Could the drive to fight to acquire that which belongs to another be programmed into our DNA, an adaptation traceable to our forefathers?
Until we, as a nation, return to the premise upon which this continent was conquered, take our independence from its founders seriously, and reach out to what remains of its native people in a spirit of reparation, we can fully expect that their spirits will continue to retaliate from the grave.
Stand with Standing Rock.
(Oh; and, my grandfather was an Englishman. His parents were from Cornwall.)