I would argue that the religionists would likely cringe just the same. They are primarily the ones who spearheaded such atrocities against indigenous peoples in years past, after all (they just used the Inquisition as a template). Which of course only serves to confirm how connected with the Spirit and the life force energy these indigenous people all were (I hope some of them still are), even with each group separated by both time and great distances.
Which is precisely why tobacco is so demonized.
White people converted the sacred herb of the Native Americans into a cash crop and major industry the same way we made chocolate and coffee and beer and booze into profitable addictions, instead of delicacies.
To this day alcohol is forbidden to be sold on the reservations and the neighboring state of Nebraska only shut down liquor sales right off the reservation in 2017.
For years, 11,000 cans of beer a day were poured into the Pine Ridge Indian reservation, causing untold damages. This summer, it finally stopped
www.theguardian.com
Before 1492 the Native Americans had some very mild fermented drinks that were, like their tobacco, used for medical and ceremonial and religious reasons.
White men brought “fire water” and little cotton sacks of North Carolina golden Virginia tobacco.
My particular ancestor who rode with the 12th Missouri on the 1865 Powder River Expedition left no journals but others did.
The troopers were so addicted to commercial tobacco they smoked sage grass when supllies of the real stuff weren’t available. And they wrote the Indian scouts and friendly tribes they dealt with if they got ahold of “soldier’s tobacco” would call in all their friends and smoke it all with relish until it was all gone.
My people volunteered to put down the rebellion and exterminate common thieves and brigands who raped, stole, pillaged and murdered under the cover of a war. Uniformed Confederates were given quarter and parole but but Bushwhackers in gray and Jayhawkers in blue uniforms were summarily executed.
The 8th MSM troopers had refused to leave Missouri, but the younger kids of the 12th Missouri were the tip of the Union spear against Nathaniel Bedford Forest at Nashville and effectively ended organized Confederate operations in Tennessee.
Then they loaded the 12th Missouri into boats to send them West to put down Red Cloud, Sitting Bull and Roman Nose.
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On September 8, 1865 my great grandfather was 20 years old, six foot four, born to the saddle, and was assigned to the Company M, rear guard black horse troop, at Broadus, Montana.
At the order to charge Roman Nose wisely decided to die another day.
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On September 8, 1865, the over 2,000 United States soldiers and civilians of Colonel Cole's and Walker's column's were marching South, up Powder River in Montana Territory. Unbeknownst to them, a village of Over 2,500 Cheyenne, Sioux, and Arapaho including the Cheyenne chief
Roman Nose, were camped less than ten miles away. When discovering this, the Cheyenne, Sioux, and Arapaho warriors, not wanting the soldiers to attack their village, attacked the soldiers first. The soldiers' lead guard, was marching about one quarter of a mile ahead of the column. This command was hit first. Out of the 25 men of the lead guard, two men became casualties. After seeing this first confrontation, Lieutenant Colonel Walker sent a courier back to inform Colonel Cole of the attack. At the time, Cole was overseeing the crossing of his wagon train to the east bank of the Powder River. Cole ordered the train, out of the timber and corralled, and the 12th Missouri Cavalry to skirmish through the woods along the river bank, and to drive out a body of Indians in the woods. The soldiers pushed the warriors off the battlefield.
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11 years later Custer didn’t have a thousand Missouri boys riding all dark or black horses and ready to fight the very devil in hell on horseback.
Sgt Springer’s description of the charge of the 12th Missouri
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A German immigrant, First Lieutenant Charles H. Springer, of Company B, 12th Missouri Cavalry, said that this took place at about 1:00 p.m. Springer, who was with the 12th Missouri clearing out the woods, described the seen in front of the command:
"The whole bottom and hills in advance were covered full of Indians, or to use a soldiers expression, they were thicker than fiddlers in hell"
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By the time Custer rode west those troopers of the 12th Missouri were home making butter and cheese, and slopping the milk to hogs.