Posted on 10/26/2004 8:24:46 AM PDT by quidnunc
Aside from the small matter of the war for civilization, I don't have much time for Tony Blair. But, among many marvellous passages in his speech to the Labour Party Conference the other day, he had one especially striking moment: "When I hear people say: 'I want the old Tony Blair back, the one who cares,' I tell you something. I don't think as a human being, as a family man, I've changed at all. But I have changed as a leader. I have come to realize that caring in politics isn't really about 'caring.' It's about doing what you think is right and sticking to it."
Anyone can "care," for what it's worth. Anyone can say, as Tony Blair's fellow Third Wayer did, "I feel your pain." But he doesn't really feel it, does he? He doesn't have to live with it, day in, day out. Under the debased rules of politics, self-proclaimed empathy is all that's required. The question is, when you stop talking, what do you do?
A decade ago, Canadians and their government were "shocked" by TV images of the Innu community of Davis Inlet in Labrador, a shantytown whose inhabitants were snorting drugs, glue, gas and pretty much anything else that came their way. Having claimed to be "shocked," our rulers then claimed to "care."
So they decided to build the Innu a new town a few miles inland, with new homes with new heating systems and a new schoolhouse with all the newest accessories. The new town-Natuashish-cost taxpayers $152 million.
Two years after the resettlement of the Mushuau, let us turn to our good friends at the CBC for a progress report:
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(Excerpt) Read more at westernstandard.ca ...
So what happened? - I am not registering to read it
But you know what happened without reading it; the Mushuau turned the new town into the old one - proving that socialism doesn't work and that such government programs are a waste of money.
Just propaganda.
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I registered and read the article. What happened was nothng happened; the Native Canadians that were sniffing glue and other products, continued to do so even with the caring Canadians provided them with a new community and a yearly stipend. They deprived them of dignity of work and learning. Yes, there is a school but a curriculum devoid of Western Civilization lest we lose their culture. They have no means to survive in y2k04--hunting and trapping are not politically correct. So spend on caring but do not expect change without motivation to do so.
It's about a Labrador Eskimo village where everybody gets high all the time so they built a new, nearby town for $152 million and now everybody gets high all the time in better housing.
Best line in the story: It would have been cheaper to put up all 700 Inuits in the Ritz-Carlton in Montreal on unlimited room-service tab.
FYI, my grandmother was from Newfoundland -- half Innuit, which is different from the Innui -- although both have inhabited the Eastern seaboard of Canada since beyond memory.
The Innuits are hard-working people who have their sh-t together.
The Innui are hopeless -- addicted to drugs and addicted to welfare.
This report doesn't surprise me one bit.
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Monday, 25 October 2004
Mark Steyn
Aside from the small matter of the war for civilization, I don't have much time for Tony Blair. But, among many marvellous passages in his speech to the Labour Party Conference the other day, he had one especially striking moment: "When I hear people say: 'I want the old Tony Blair back, the one who cares,' I tell you something. I don't think as a human being, as a family man, I've changed at all. But I have changed as a leader. I have come to realize that caring in politics isn't really about 'caring.' It's about doing what you think is right and sticking to it."
Anyone can "care," for what it's worth. Anyone can say, as Tony Blair's fellow Third Wayer did, "I feel your pain." But he doesn't really feel it, does he? He doesn't have to live with it, day in, day out. Under the debased rules of politics, self-proclaimed empathy is all that's required. The question is, when you stop talking, what do you do?
A decade ago, Canadians and their government were "shocked" by TV images of the Innu community of Davis Inlet in Labrador, a shantytown whose inhabitants were snorting drugs, glue, gas and pretty much anything else that came their way. Having claimed to be "shocked," our rulers then claimed to "care."
So they decided to build the Innu a new town a few miles inland, with new homes with new heating systems and a new schoolhouse with all the newest accessories. The new town-Natuashish-cost taxpayers $152 million.
Two years after the resettlement of the Mushuau, let us turn to our good friends at the CBC for a progress report:
"Alcoholism and gas sniffing continue to be a problem for people living in Natuashish, two years after the Innu community was relocated from Davis Inlet. The community of about 700 has seen four suicides in the past few months, and drug and alcohol abuse is rampant, say local officials.
"Former Mushuau Chief Katie Rich says she has never seen anything like it before...Rich says children are going to school hungry because their parents are drunk or stoned...
"RCMP officers in Labrador agree with the assessment, saying alcohol-related problems in the community are worse than ever..."
At this point, let's ask every reader who's surprised by this to put up his or her hand.
Well, okay. You're Western Standard readers. But let's ask Toronto Star and Globe and Mail readers, and Maclean's subscribers, and CBC viewers and listeners: how many of you impeccably liberal, "caring" Canadians stuffed to the gills with "da Canadian values" are truly, genuinely, honestly surprised by the results of your "caring"?
I thought as much. Now what are you going to do about it? Build another new town 10 miles down the road from Natuashish but spend $300 million this time, and then another 10 miles from that costing $600 million, and another for a billion, and another and another, secure in the knowledge that by the time you run out of vacant land in Labrador, the government will have been able to refurbish the original Davis Inlet trash heap for another two or three billion?
Gas-sniffing is not a traditional Innu activity. Before the first European settlers came, the Mushuau did not roam the tundra hunting for Chevy Silverados. That's something the white man taught him. Or, to be more precise, the lazy, posturing Liberal establishment white man. And, if any of us propose trying anything different, the Liberal party white man and his cronies in the rotten band structure dismiss us as racist.
Remember a year or two back, when the papers were full of stories about the aggrieved alumni of residential schools? They were doing a grand job of suing Canada's Catholic and Protestant churches into oblivion, a very small number of them for the usual excesses of randy clerics, but the overwhelming majority for the far vaguer offence of "cultural genocide." On closer inspection--which not a lot of guilt-ridden liberals could be bothered giving it--"cultural genocide" turned out to involve not genocide in the Sudanese, Rwandan or Holocaust meaning of the word but in the sense that generations of Canadian natives had been forced to learn about Queen Victoria, Shakespeare, Magna Carta, Sir Isaac Newton, etc. In other words, the kind of stuff which, back in the day when Lord Macaulay was writing his famous memo to Her Majesty's Government on education for (east) Indians, it was felt that everyone needed to know in order to be able to function in the modern world. The (east) Indians still feel like this, which is why when you call up for tech support you wind up talking to Suresh or Rajiv.
Imagine if our own Indians had just, oh, two or three per cent of that business. Alas, they fell into the hands of a vile alliance between the ostentatious "carers" of Ottawa and a corrupt artificial form of "self-government." Residential schools aren't "cultural genocide," but what's happened to the Mushuau of Davis Inlet should surely qualify. They were hunters and trappers originally, like the first Frenchmen on this continent. But the pur laine Quebecer doesn't do much trapping these days. He moved to Montreal's village gai, settled down with a nice young MUC officer from Algeria, and has no desire to return to James Bay. The Mushuau were denied those kinds of choices. Their old culture died, but we "cared" about them so much that instead of embracing them as full, free citizens we've maintained them in an artificial government cocoon for four decades. The gas-sniffing adolescents of those "shocking" 1993 TV pictures are now gas-sniffing parents with wee little soon-to-be gas-sniffers of their own. And on it goes, the curse of Canadian compassion, unto to the next generation.
Consider the sums of money involved: $152 million for 700 people. That's $217,142.85 for each man, woman or child. I've got a wife and three kids, so, had we been in Davis Inlet, that would have been $1,085,714.20 just for us. Imagine what you could do with that. Build a new house. Start a company. Hire some people. Invest in business opportunities. Get the kid an Ivy League education.
But the Innu don't have to do any of these things. They don't need to work, because the "caring" government pays them to lie around the house all day. And they don't need to buy a house because property rights is some racist whitey racket so all the homes are communally owned. That $152-million new town was a one-off, but the regular payments aren't so bad. In 2002, the local band council got $14 million just in federal funds. That's $20,000 per--or, for me and my gang, a hundred grand a year to do nothing. The result is pretty much as you'd expect. Everyone cruises around in brand-new pickups on roads that go nowhere, and, although there's no liquor outlet in Natuashish, when a town's that flush with cash, there's plenty of bootleggers prepared to provide the service: a 40-ounce bottle costs $300, and up to $800 on popular holidays. But, in a town where the government gives you $20,000 to do zip, it's holiday season all year round.
The difference between Natuashish and other native communities is one only of degree. If you drive along the Lower North Shore of the St. Lawrence, where Quebec towns and Indian reserves nestle side by side, you'll see the "regular" schoolhouse--an older, cramped building past its best and remodelled one time too often, but still showing signs of life--and then the reserve school--new, vast, money no object, and already a dump. At Natuashish, 100 children show up for class in a school that cost $15 million. Lop that and a couple of other public buildings off the total of $152 million, and the 130 family homes cost on paper a million bucks apiece.
Would it have been any more expensive to put everyone up in the Ritz-Carlton in Montreal with an unlimited room-service tab? That way, their vices might have been the comparatively mild ones of club sandwiches and mini-bar Toblerones. And there's a small chance that, after a year or two of watching premium movies round the clock, a handful of them might have ventured out onto Sherbrooke Street, and taken the first step to becoming full participating citizens of a developed society.
The buildings were never the problem in Davis Inlet, only a symptom of it. There's a reason why certain ways of life--those taught in residential schools a century ago, for example-spread around the world, and others--the Innu's--didn't. When you isolate people from the system that's created the most prosperous, healthiest and longest-living communities in human history, when you insulate them from the impulses that drive most of us-to build a home, raise our children, live full lives-the result is the government-funded human landfill that is Indian Affairs. Natuashish is a plantation with the government as absentee landlord, but the absence of work makes it, in fact, far more destructive than the cotton fields of Virginia ever were. How many more generations of the most lavishly endowed underclass on the planet have to be destroyed in the name of Canadian "caring"? We need to blow up Indian Affairs and end the compassionate apartheid that segregates natives from Canadians.
Those aren't Inuits -- they're Innui (or Innu)
They are COMPLETELY different people, and I for one am proud to be part Inuit.
Correction: Inuits, not Innuits
Addicted to drugs and welfare - surely. Hopeless? I don't know.
In California Indian tribes suddenly have gambling money. Before this most were pretty much hopeless. Now? Well, it would be interesting to know. I suspect they're doing pretty well since white people are attempting to take their action - as usual.
Addicted to drugs and welfare - surely. Hopeless? I don't know.
In California Indian tribes suddenly have gambling money. Before this most were pretty much hopeless. Now? Well, it would be interesting to know. I suspect they're doing pretty well since white people are attempting to take their action - as usual.
The province of Newfoundland and Labrador today is home to four peoples of Aboriginal ancestry: the Inuit, the Innu, the Micmac and the Metis.
The Inuit are the descendants of the Thule people who migrated to Labrador from the Canadian arctic 700 to 800 years ago. The primary Inuit settlements are Nain, Hopedale, Postville, Makkovik and Rigolet on the north coast of Labrador, but Inuit people are also found in a number of other Labrador communities. They are represented by the Labrador Inuit Association. Dorset soapstone bear carving.
... The Innu, formerly known as the Naskapi-Montagnais, are descended from Algonkian-speaking hunter-gatherers who were one of two Aboriginal peoples inhabiting Labrador at the time of European arrival. The major Innu communities in Labrador are Sheshatshiu on Lake Melville in central Labrador and Utshimassit (Davis Inlet) on Labrador's northern coast. Today the Innu are represented by the Innu Nation.
Another great one by Steyn.
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If not totally hopeless, they are as hopeless a people I've ever seen. They now live in a glue-sniffing culture wrought with suicide and lacking in any family structure.
If you haven't seen it, I can see how you wouldn't believe how bad it is.
OK, whatever pleases you tickles me plumb to death.
I agree...Steyn is the best. I'm amazed just how good he really is. Boy am I glad he's on our team!!! ;o)
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