Because in order to keep somebody in a ditch there has to be another person in the ditch holding him down. So right now, at the start of the White Blanket, the National Guard, and ND Police and other expendable low level Armed Slaves are going to be camping out. In North Dakota. In the Fall, Winter and Spring. It’s not like cops have very much physical courage in the first place. And now they’re beyond the First place and now they are in what to an overprivileged scion of the petit bourgeoisie must seem like the Worst Place. And remember the Army and other Cop organizations are peopled top to bottom with lazy bums who joined the Military so they wouldn’t have to get a REAL Job. And their Pig Masters in Washington and New York and Houston will be snug in their (stolen) homes all comfy and warm. It’s like the Russian concept of Field Marshall Winter. The people who live there, constantly, and have done so for thousands of years, they’re suddenly the ones with the upper hand. And that’s not all.
The Pig-masters are going to have their armed slaves out there constantly. For a long long time. They don’t worry about the expense, the Tax Base, those of us Peasants who unlike the Oil Barons actually PAY taxes, will take care of the money side. But there are breaking points even in the most dedicated low-level administrators of Police Brutality, like the coward North Dakota state police and National Guard punks who already attacked the still peaceful Medicine Camp several times. The wind. Just for one example. The relentless cold bitterly cold wind. All day, every day. And the sub-zero temperatures.
And the relentless knowledge, with plenty of time to contemplate it, that they are in the wrong. And their Colonels and Generals and the Boards of Directors of the Oil Companies, think of them as disposable slaves. Only that and nothing more, quoth the raving, evermore.
I get to paraphrase and really badly plagiarize Poe because he’s been dead nearly two hundred years. The pigs who no doubt will object can just suck it. And they’ll realize, all the time, It Is The Truth.
Here’s a quick synopsis so they don’t forget it. (since Cops don’t have a really strong attention span. Or much other manifestation of intelligence.)
The lazy cowardly pig slaves are going to be in what they will think of as a frozen Hell, at the orders of their Pig Masters. Even if the Pipeline gets completed, they’ll be out there, in the White Blanket, for the entire time the pipeline exists. They’ll be guarding it in all kinds of weather while their Rich-Bitch whoremasters are at home sipping tea and not thinking anything at all about the discomfort of their pig enforcers.
Dig, pigs? Your Masters feel exactly the same about you as they tell you, ORDER you, like their little tame puppy dogs, only they treat their pet dogs better, but they demand you to look upon Indians as subhuman. And you know if you dare defy your Pig Masters in any way they’ll turn on YOU.
Which is the probable cause of you not ever questioning the orders of your Masters. You, pig, are too much of a coward and too lazy to ever get a real job, one that doesn’t involve licking the boots of your Masters. How does your food taste, cop, with that thick layer of nazi boot polish on your tongue?
