The following article brought back by popular request, it was originally posted on this website in February 18th 2013. We have made some minor updates for clarification purposes, but we feel the content is still as relevant today as it was in 2013
We are only too aware of how Jesus was exploited and continues to be exploited every Christmas so that some people get rich, while others struggle to buy gifts their children expect because the media has set them up with these expectations.
We are also bitterly aware of how religion is being exploited for financial gain, for sexual favor, for power and to hide abuse against others.
Does that make Jesus or God bad?
Well some today would say yes, but any rational human being would admit that those who commit evil are not followers of religion, but rather dangerous clowns pretending to be experts of the subject of how to sell being saved by God.
They are predators, nothing more, nothing less.
I recall one time reading the comment that the most dangerous man on earth is a psychologist, and the second most dangerous man a preacher. Now for some reality, most preachers have studied psychology, thus making them experts at telling stories and they know exactly which buttons to push to get you to believe them.
Now meet Kevin Annett, a man on a mission, who has now written at least 4 books and produced a number of so called documentaries. I had the pleasure of getting to know him and after watching his first documentary “Unrepentant and Canada’s Genocide”, which admittedly left me in shock and tears.
For days I could not get the horrible images out of my head, how could this have happened and its only now I am learning the truth?
I decided it was time to do something about it so I contacted Kevin, below is the exchange of our letters.
My Letter to Kevin
On Wed, Feb 1, 2012 at 8:46 PM
I have been trying to do research on the issue of residential schools and was wondering how many First Nations groups do you have on board with you?
I do have a lot of contact with various elders in both the Gitxsan and Wet’suwet’en Nations, but was wondering why none of them seem to know much about your work?
It would be great if I could introduce you to them but I would like to be able to give them a list of Nations already working with you, as examples.
Reply by Kevin
Hi there. I work with many of the traditionalists in over a dozen different indigenous nations. I have been adopted by elders in the Anishnabe, Squamish and Mohawk/Grand River Six nations, and given a name in these nations. I work presently with the clan mothers of the Grand River Mohawks, recovering the remains of their relatives who died in the Brantford residential school.
Many of the others have been victimized for associating with me, and there’s still a big smear and misinformation campaign against me orchestrated by government-funded native politicians.
Please have them see my work at www.hiddennolonger.com and www.itccs.org .
NOTE: Its now 2013 and to date not one body was found at the Brantford residential school, even though Kevin’s websites that claims they did, all other quotes by other sources go back to Kevin’s website as the source.
“Chief Montour and the Council want to make it clear that they did not speak to federal government officials about mass graves at the Mohawk Institute. Claims that skeletal remains of children were found in 1982 and 2008 are false. Claims that “forensic examinations” were kept secret by Council are false. Furthermore, the federal government does not speak for SNEC nor have they provided SNEC direction on this issue.”
My Reply to Kevin
As I have not been covering this topic for long I am unaware of a native funded campaign against you. In fairness there is no such thing as a native who is not government funded due to the Indian act so could you be a bit more specific?
I did see there is a smear campaign but not from the natives, I saw accusations you went into and disrupted church services that were in progress in the lower mainland, any idea why they would be saying that?
I am guessing here but the natives you mention here now are in Alberta correct? So you are now working out of Alberta?
When you say (many others have been victimized) are you referring to native bands or just people from bands?
Thanks again for taking the time to explain, it is going to be difficult to explain things to people unless you know the whole story.
Notice how Kevin does not really answer a single question I asked of him, but gives a twisted reply to make it look as though he did.
Reply by Kevin
It is true, it’s a complex history. Some native bands get direct government money, others are shut out. Most of the Indians I work with are poor and gored by their own leaders.
We never disrupted church services. Once we went into a catholic mass and stood quietly with a banner, and people stood to honor us.
The smear campaign started with the united church and has rcmp involvement. I have been told that by insiders in both agencies.
Stood to honor you Kevin, what an outright lie, oh but then everyone that was there is a liar about what really happened eh?
My Second Reply to Kevin
On Thu, Feb 2, 2012 at 10:52 AM,
There are two issues that I am having a problem with, the first is that I am going to review the video with a catholic priest with the intention of bring it to the social justice committee.
Taking a banner into a church during a service is a form of interrupting what many consider a sacred ritual. How can I justify that?
The other is can you get any first nations band office to confirm their support? The reason I ask that is because of the allegations claiming there is no support.
If there is I would need to be able to prove it, and you’re the best person to be able to obtain that.
I hope you understand that due to all the misinformation, I need to be able to answer those questions.
Reply by Kevin
There are many banners inside churches during a mass. “All the Children need a proper burial” is what ours said. Surely no christian can disagree with what it says.
The endorsements I have received from many tribes are up on line. If you can’t find them I will send you the links.
Who are you going to see and who has been making statements about me?
Note how Kevin did not even read what I said and went straight to being defensive, no one objects to a proper burial Kevin, the problem is Kevin, you have not found the bodies you claim are there, so how can we bury them?
Read this from a local newspaper about the same incident, “Last week, Annett’s group disrupted Palm Sunday Mass at Holy Rosary Cathedral, ordering the Catholic Church to get off “Squamish territory.” Read it here Does that sound like what Kevin said “Once we went into a catholic mass and stood quietly with a banner, and people stood to honor us.”
Well my story in writing (our email exchange) ends here it was followed up by a phone call and like most unsuspecting Canadians I had no reason to record my phone calls. In the phone call I made mention of First Nations chiefs who denied ever endorsing Kevin and Kevin went ballistic, as he does whenever he is being questioned and he cannot provide concrete proof to back up his stories.
Kevin Annett, let’s put it in simple barnyard English, it’s time to shit or it’s time to get off the pot. You don’t even trust any First Nation enough to allow them to be your witness when you provide your so called truth. Now that’s pretty appalling in my eyes.
You took over 10 Grand from a residential school survivor by the name of Lydia White Calf, you have the money funneled though your dad in Florida instead of taking the money directly from Lydia. When she questioned you about the money you did the same thing you did to me, you went ballistic. That was most likely her settlement money and you ran off with it.
This is my warning to people in social media who happen across his articles and repost what he says without really knowing who Kevin Annett really is or what he does. You are aiding and abetting a known con artist. This man really belongs behind bars because his target for financial support is primarily from people who already suffer the most, they are the poor and downtrodden who would gladly hand Kevin their welfare cheques in hopes they will win a lifetime of financial freedom.
Even those who are in his videos, look where they live, many are from skid row and are struggling with alcoholism and drug abuse. (I did not say all)
Kevin is a dangerous sociopath the preys on the poor and ignorant, he uses his training in psychology to manipulate people; he capitalizes on other people suffering for his own personal gain. Here is a man who was able to turn religion in reverse to make his own claim to fame and the money that goes with it.
Before I close there is one story that is a must read, and due to its direct relevance even to this day I will repost it in full below. It was original written in 2008 and to this date it holds 100% valid. There is to date, no First Nations Band who support Kevin Annett.
To the Tyee (no intent to bend copyright rules is intended, just a fear that the article will go away before Keven stops his abuse)
All credits do to Terry Glavin and the Tyee
Truth and Native Abuse
How one man’s wild claims threaten success of Truth and Reconciliation.
By Terry Glavin, 30 Apr 2008, TheTyee.ca
When Noam Chomsky says Canada’s famously defrocked United Church minister Kevin Annett is “more deserving of the Nobel Peace Prize than many who have received it in the past,” you can take his word for it if you want. And if you like, you can believe Nobel Peace Prize winner Mairead Corrigan-Maguire of the Belfast Peace People when she calls Annett “a courageous and inspiring man.”
It’s important to be fair, and to allow that sometimes people say things without really knowing what they’re talking about and they might one day regret the things they’ve said.
But if you do believe these things, I’m afraid there are quite a few more things you are going to have to believe, because you can’t have it both ways. If Kevin Annett really is prize-worthy and courageous, you will also have to believe this:
-One of Canada’s most respected First Nations’ leaders is trafficking in children from Northern British Columbia in a profitable pedophilia ring that’s run out of the West Hastings Street premises of the swish Vancouver Club. His clients are Vancouver judges, politicians, and church leaders.
-Back in the 1930s, a team of German doctors arrived at the Kuper Island Indian residential school and began conducting strange medical experiments on the children. Employing large hypodermic needles, they injected some sort of toxin directly into the chests of the school’s young inmates, and several were killed as a result.
-As recently as the 1950s and 1960s, aboriginal children at a Vancouver Island medical research facility were tortured with electrodes implanted in their skulls. At least one child was beaten to death with a whip fitted with razors.
-At the Hobbema and Saddle Lake Indian residential schools in Alberta, children were incinerated in furnaces. At St. Anne’s Indian residential school in Fort Albany, Ontario, children were executed in an electric chair. At McGill University in Montreal, there is a mass grave containing the bodies of aboriginal children killed in experiments undertaken by the Central Intelligence Agency’s top-secret MK-ULTRA program.
These are just a few of the stories Annett has been circulating since the early 1990s. He has failed to produce a shred of evidence. RCMP investigators who have looked into Annett’s allegations always come up empty. Some of these stories the RCMP hasn’t investigated because nobody’s reported them, for reasons Annett explains as a distrust of the police.
‘Eagle Strong Voice’ and his followers
If you think this sort of thing is courageous to the point of being worthy of the Nobel Prize, then you may be happy to know that Annett is busy with another one of his crusades against church and state, with new claims about a network of mass graves across Canada containing the remains of perhaps thousands of aboriginal children, murdered by priests and nuns.
You might also be pleased to know that Annett is back with a new name (he has lately taken to calling himself Eagle Strong Voice) and his followers have established a new group, called the Friends and Relatives of the Disappeared, and they’re off on a “wave of church occupations” across Canada.
Their routine is to show up with the media in tow, and then issue eviction notices, and then submit unanswerable demands that the churches confess to the mass graves they’ve been hiding. And then they demand that the churches return the remains of the children they’ve killed to the tribes they came from.
It all started in the early 1990s, when Annett was a promising but problematic novice minister whose first assignment was to serve the dwindling, white working-class congregation of St. Andrew’s in the mill town of Port Alberni. It wasn’t long before senior United Church officials discovered to their dismay that Annett was turning his Sunday services into something resembling a series of cathartic, guerilla-theatre testimonials about Satanic ritual abuse. The long and short of it is the United Church put its foot down. Its version of events is a matter of public record.
Annett’s version appears in his self-published Hidden from History: The Canadian Holocaust, his autobiographical Love and Death in the Valley, and his recently-released, 110-minute autobiographical documentary, Unrepentant: Kevin Annett and Canada’s Genocide.
If you like, you can believe that the reason 10 Canadian publishers turned down Annett’s first book, and the reason why his second book appears under the imprint of 1st Books Library, a vanity press in Bloomington, Indiana, and the reason his documentary was also produced in the United States, is that the powers that be in Canada are determined to conceal their terrible crimes.
Or, you might instead take into account the fact that Annett’s stories are the subject of Canadian court injunctions claiming libel and defamation. Annett has responded to these legal admonitions by pleading with Amnesty International for adoption as a “prisoner of conscience.” Amnesty has declined to oblige him.
Journalists compound the harm
Still, Annett is interviewed sympathetically on CBC’s As It Happens, and it is commonplace for journalists to report Annett’s claims unchallenged, no matter how bizarre, and without first inquiring into his history of allegation-making. His documentary film Unrepentant has earned favourable reviews in such “progressive” Canadian journals as Briarpatch. It has won awards at independent film festivals in New York and Los Angeles.
It matters because the story of secret residential-school mass graves is an urban legend.
For years, RCMP investigators have been chasing down these stories and they always come up with nothing. But they persist, like the alligators in New York’s sewers.
It matters because the thousands of aboriginal people who really did suffer unspeakable torment in residential schools deserve something rather more from us than our complicity in the act of dumping their very real suffering down a rabbit hole into the same parallel universe where you’ll find alien abductions, Masonic plots, crop circles, and 9-11 conspiracies.
It matters for lots of reasons.
Annett enjoys the backing of not a single representative tribal organization, and in early April, when he released what he claims is a list of the locations of 28 mass graves of children who died in church-run residential schools, he also announced the formation of the “International Human Rights Tribunal into Genocide in Canada” to carry out its own investigations.
At risk, Truth and Reconciliation
Meanwhile, after a generation of bitter and hard-fought struggle, the Assembly of First Nations, the Canadian churches that ran the schools and the federal government have embarked upon a $2 billion settlement process that includes the Indian Residential Schools Truth and Reconciliation Commission.
On April 28, Justice Harry S. LaForme, a judge on the Ontario Appeals Court and a member of the Mississauga Nation, was appointed its chairman. The commission, inspired by the post-apartheid stabilization process in South Africa, will soon begin its hearings.
Among ordinary Canadians, there already exists a perfectly understandable but stubborn reluctance to believe the heart-rending truth about what actually did happen in some of those institutions. The abuse and the cruelty was sometimes almost beyond belief. And there is no shortage of pundits in this country who are all too eager to encourage that tendency to disbelieve the survivors’ stories.
If the Truth and Reconciliation Commission gets dragged into the strange, alternative reality where Annett and his followers thrive, the commission’s purpose could be easily defeated. If that happens, we will have lost an historic opportunity to see justice properly done in finally turning the page on one of the darkest and most disgraceful chapters in Canadian history.
It matters because Annett has alleged that perhaps “hundreds” of tiny corpses are buried in a mass grave behind a former United Church residential school building situated on Tseshaht reserve land, near Port Alberni — and now I want you to stop reading this for a moment and try to imagine what it would be like to be a Tseshaht person reading that same sentence. Tseshaht Chief Coun. Les Sam says he can’t imagine what Annett is taking about.
It matters because at Kuper Island, where the Penelakut people have lived from time out of mind, Annett has reported unmarked graves associated with murders at the Catholic residential school that once operated there. Islander Robert Sam, a Penelakut elder who attended the residential school, says he’d heard stories about school children who drowned trying to swim away from the school, but no, certainly nothing about these graves.
Annett and his followers have alleged there are skeletons “between the walls” and under the foundations of buildings at Alert Bay, on Cormorant Island. Namgis tribal administrator George Speck says “no one has a clue” what would make Annett say these things. At Meares Island, Annett says corpses of schoolchildren were stored in the basement of a residential school building, and the bodies of other children are buried in an unmarked grave nearby. Ahousat Coun. Angus Campbell says it’s nonsense: “People would know if it was there.”
It goes on and on like this, but if you persist in pointing out the spectacular unlikelihood that any of Annett’s stories are true, you will almost certainly find yourself accused of “smearing” him. That’s what happens if you’re white, anyway. If you’re aboriginal, you may find yourself called a “police informant” or a “provocateur,” or you’ll be accused of having been a “collaborator and abuser” during your time in residential school. Annett has levelled just these accusations against his detractors.
He has accused them as well of complicity in “a criminal conspiracy to perpetrate and conceal acts of war, genocide, murder, ethnic cleansing, slave labour, sterilization, land theft, pedophilia” and other such crimes, and accused of conspiring to assault Annett, defraud him, and defame him in order to conceal those crimes.
Among those individuals who stand accused of these things are several Canadian journalists, judges, and corporate executives, former prime minister Jean Chretien, the RCMP, the United Church of Canada, former United Nations’ Human Rights Commission chair Mary Robinson, former New Democratic Party cabinet minister John Cashore, and the Nuu-chah-nuulth Tribal Council. Even Annett’s ex-wife has been implicated.
Everybody’s out to get him. His supporters die mysteriously, there are shadowy stalkers, night-time visits from people who dump dead deer on his porch, and a “goon squad” run by the federal government. Mysterious people severed the brake lines on Annett’s car, twice. Bureaucrats with the Insurance Corporation of British Columbia levy suspiciously high fines when Annett gets into car accidents. Even corrupt tax collectors from the Canada Revenue Agency are in on it. Believe it if you like. But the truth of all this actually matters.
It matters to me because I can count several old friends and colleagues among the people who show up as villains, collaborators and stooges in Annett’s conspiracy, and I know a thing or two about Annett from when we were both young socialists, back in the 1970s.
It’s personal because as a young reporter, I covered trials of pedophile priests. I came to know their victims as friends. I also came to know brave and kind clergymen who taught in residential schools, and I co-authored a book about residential schools with the former inmates of St. Mary’s Mission.
One does not need to exaggerate or embellish anything about what happened in those places.
The terrible reality
It has lately become routine to hear Annett defended along the lines of, well, he may be wrong about some things, but at least he is bringing this terrible history into the light. Or he is forcing us to confront a “Canadian holocaust” that the news media in this country finds too hot to handle.
This is not true, either. You could fill a steamer trunk with clippings of articles about Indian residential schools that have appeared in Canadian newspapers in recent years. There have been stories about the chronic sexual abuse in the schools. There have been reports from criminal trials. There have full accounts of the policies and laws and regulations that were intended to employ the schools in a project of churning out obedient regiments of brown-skinned white people.
There have been feature treatments of the schools’ degeneration into child-labour camps, and the part the schools played in reducing once-proud nations to broken remnants. And there have been stories about the heroic efforts First Nations’ leaders have made to force the churches and the federal government to squarely face all that shame.
There were front-page stories a century ago, too. In 1897, senior Indian Affairs officials started blowing the whistle on the cavernous, shoddily-built, creaking institutions, pointing out that you couldn’t have built more efficient incubation vectors for contagious disease, and for mass death, if you tried.
Back then, P.H. Bryce, the Indian department’s chief medical officer, conducted a study of 1,500 children interned in 15 different Indian residential schools across Canada. He found that one in four of the children never made it out alive. A separate study of the Kuper Island school found that four of every 10 children sent there over a 25-year period never survived to graduate.
This is sufficiently damning. It is not necessary to assert, as Annett does, that infectious diseases were deliberately employed as part of a plot to “cull” Canada’s aboriginal population. Everybody knows what happened. It is no secret, and is not even a secret that there are mass graves.
This is not a revelation.
From the late 18th century until well into the 20th century, wave after wave of epidemic diseases rolled through Indian villages across the Canadian prairies. The sicknesses swept over the mountains, down through all the valleys of the western slopes, up and down the West Coast, and up and back again.
At the time of the first smallpox epidemic, almost a third of the aboriginal people in what is now Canada lived in the tribal territories that came to be called British Columbia. Then there was smallpox, measles, chickenpox, diphtheria, influenza, mumps, tuberculosis, and typhoid. By the 1950s, the countryside was a vast, forested necropolis.
This is not a hidden history.
A landscape of tombs
This history lives on in the epics handed down in the oral literature of the aboriginal peoples, and in the horrific first-hand accounts of settlers and missionaries. It survives in fur trade journals, colonial correspondence, newspaper accounts, hospital records, Indian residential school studies, and sometimes in the very shape of the land itself.
There is hardly a cove or a bay in the 1,500 sea miles between Victoria and Gingolx where you can put a shovel in the ground without unearthing human bones. In the interior, anyone who has spent any time traversing the territories of the Stlatlimx, the N’lakapamux, the In-Shuck-ch or the Secwepemc will have noticed the tumuli, the overgrown burial places, the forlorn little cemeteries. And you will hear the stories from the people themselves.
You don’t even have to leave town. In almost all the reserve villages remaining around Vancouver and Victoria, you will see that beside the old churches, there are plots filled with simple wooden crosses, or sometimes just mounds, where crosses may once have been. Now and then you will even come across rusted and gnarled pieces of iron sticking up out of the ground, from what’s left of the graceful, wrought iron crosses of the Oblates of Mary Immaculate.
These graves come from the times when the sick died so quickly and in such numbers that it’s a wonder the few survivors could bring themselves to bury the dead at all.
Indian country, as we used to call it, is a vast landscape of tombs. And the dead are still there, among and between the houses of reborn, thriving villages, and among and between the crumbling ruins of mission chapels, church-run tuberculosis hospitals, dormitories, and residential schools.
After all this suffering, the very least we owe the dead, and the living, is the truth.
Original post date GMT: 2013-02-18 19:32:57
Thanks for having taken the time to read what I have shared with you,