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On the Abrogation of Native American Treaties



The era known as The Indian Wars—also known as the Reservation Era—came with it many Treaties between the United States and Native American tribes. There are, in total, around 500 of these

Treaties. Internationally, as well as according to The United States, Treaties are enforceable and are “the supreme law of the land.” As of the year 2024, the map of these treaties looks roughly like Appendix A.


The reservation era ended with the end of war between Native American tribes and the United States. Land was set aside for Native tribes, and education, healthcare, etc., was to be provided to Native Americans by the United States.


A reservation was land reserved for tribes. Initially, they weren’t allowed to freely cross in or out, which makes sense when one considers borders of nations.


As a graduate student at the University of North Florida, I was contacted by an undergraduate acquaintance, Steve Russell JD, about a book he was writing. I gave him a reference to read and, later, wrote a well-known reflection about the book he wrote, in which I was cited in the acknowledgments. The book was called Sequoyah Rising—and I still consider it not at all academic work. I consider it a terrorist manifesto, and the following actions, which often targeted me, as terrorist acts.


I rarely like to make my academic work about me. I am a philosopher. My arguments should, more often than not, be detachable from me. However, I am a lawful citizen of the United States. As a college adult, I ran a traffic light once. That is the only law I have broken. I vote. I even campaign as peacefully as I can. I have organized peaceful, lawful rallies. I have tried to build political bridges between different groups in the United States, thinking that so much divide and conquer within America is not only bad for us, but may be an attack on us by foreign enemies. In short, I am not, in any way, a traitor to the United States, nor am I, an unarmed civilian, seeking or engaging in war at any time in my life.


A terrorist attack is a terrorist attack. Even, though I’m not sure on this, if I am the only victim.


Terrorists? I’ve publicly stated I do not know, personally, how to handle them. I am commanded, as a Jewish person, to not kill. But, alas, I terrorists go beyond my comprehension, and I do not know God’s plan for anyone elses’ life.


Terrorist attacks, which are not only laid out in Sequoyah Rising, but have been practiced on me, clearly, abrogate Treaties. If Native tribes want to be a part of the international world, as they seemed to, their treaties, are now void simply due to terrorist attacks on me, and perhaps others.


Since I am a US citizen, the United States has the right engage in war with culprits due to the Rules of Engagement. I do not say that myself. I do not make calls for war. That is the President.


However, whatever Treaties were current and enforceable until this time are have been abrogated by Native Americans and are now void.


There are no Native America Treaties anymore.


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