{"id":143925,"date":"2024-09-05T14:51:45","date_gmt":"2024-09-05T21:51:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/?p=143925"},"modified":"2024-09-05T14:51:45","modified_gmt":"2024-09-05T21:51:45","slug":"tamil-genocide-memorial-monument-in-brampton-ontario","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/2024\/09\/05\/tamil-genocide-memorial-monument-in-brampton-ontario\/","title":{"rendered":"Tamil &#8220;Genocide&#8221; Memorial Monument in Brampton, Ontario"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2><span style=\"color: #0000ff;\"><em>Asoka Weerasinghe Kings Grove Crescent . Gloucester . Ontario ., K1J 6G1<\/em><\/span><\/h2>\n\n\n<p>5 September 2024<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>SENT BY SURFACE MAIL<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mayor Patrick Brown\u2019<br>Mayor of the City of Brampton<br>Ontario,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>cc Harkirat Singh, Deputy Mayor, City of Brampton, Ontario.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Dear Mayor Patrick Brown:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>What\u2019s all this Brampton Mayor, asking us during the<strong> Brampton Tamil \u2018Genocide\u2019 Memorial Monument Foundation stone laying ceremony<\/strong>, if there were anyone who does not believe in Tamil Genocide\u201d during the Tamil Eelam ethnic war should go back home.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now\u2026now..Patrick stop acting like <strong><em>Lord Hanuman<\/em><\/strong> for Brampton-Tamils, renowned for his power, even when the UN says that there was No \u2018genocide\u2019 in that Eelam war and Canada\u2019s Federal Court rejected Tamil genocide after reviewing Prime Minister Justine Trudeau\u2019s statement of Tamil Genocide you change gears to the power-play Bully Mode\u201d to keep hanging on to the Tamil Tiger tails.&nbsp; But I need that You show proof of Tamil Genocide\u201d as did the Canadian Residential Schools genocide\u201d acts showing proof that it did happen. You, Mayor Brown, will be suspected as a Hoaxer until you show proof.&nbsp; It is that simple. &nbsp; Show me the proof!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;<strong>Your narrative of Tamil Genocide\u201d is one BIG HIMALAYAN TECTONIC HOAX<\/strong>.. Like the&nbsp; Tamil Convention Refugees returning&nbsp; home every October, November and December, which they shouldn&#8217;t, having run away from Sri Lanka due to alleged discrimination and persecution, having obtained&nbsp; emergency travel documents from the Sri Lankan High Commission in Ottawa on compassionate grounds, to be with their dying parents.&nbsp; <strong>COME HOME IMMEDIATELY, FATHER <\/strong>&nbsp;<strong>DYING OF CANCER<\/strong> or <strong><em>MOTHER HAS ONE WEEK TO LIVE DYING OF CANCER, RETURN HOME IMMEDIATELY <\/em><\/strong>says the telegrams presented to the&nbsp; Sri Lanka High Commission in Ottawa to get their travel documents to be with their dying parents.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But here is what is strange, Mayor Patrick Brown about this very innovative&nbsp; Tamilian Hoax is that the Cancer pandemic is cyclical and affects only the Tamil parents every holiday months of October, November and December every year.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And the parents of Sinhalese, Muslim and Burgher sons and daughters living in Canada, remain healthy and are not afflicted by this strange&nbsp;three-month Tamil-Cancer sickness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>How do I know, you may wonder!&nbsp; I dealt with these hoaxer humanitarian cases when I was a senior staff officer at the Sri Lanka High Commission in Ottawa from June 1989 to June 1994.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Pssst<\/em><\/strong>\u2026Mayor Patrick Brown here are some Consular numbers of the Refugee Tamils that came to the High Commission applying for emergency travel documents to travel home to Sri Lanka.&nbsp; But don\u2019t share them with any of your Tamil Genocide\u201d: Memorial Monument activity friends, in case they have a hearty laugh at You saying to their Tamil buddies.<strong><em>..\u201dHey! Thumby, got another Canadian in our Foolish Canadian Politician Sucker Net.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Here are the numbers&nbsp; in 1992 (<strong>8624<\/strong> Tamils applied for emergency travel documents;. 1993 (<strong>5865<\/strong> Tamil refugee applicants), and&nbsp; in January, February and March 1994 (<strong>1133 <\/strong>Tamil applicants).&nbsp; &nbsp; Mayor Brown, did I hear you say <strong><em>Good God, Holy, Moses is this true!\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That is easy&nbsp; Mayor Brown, if you have qualitative proof of \u2018Tamil Genocide\u2019, for Pete-sake lay it on for us. &nbsp; If you don\u2019t, then for good-measure,&nbsp; velcro your lips on this subject for good without dragging out this debate picking up strings of<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Tamil votes for you to get another term in the Brampton Mayor\u2019s Office with a handsome monthly pay cheque that will provide you the luxury of sirloin steaks for dinner than of a McDonald hamburger, or a plate of three <em>thosai<\/em> with <em>samba<\/em>r supplied as a favour by your Tamil constituents.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As&nbsp; for your silly-arrogant God\u2019s-speak asking me to go home because I will not believe that<strong><em> Tamil Genocide<\/em><\/strong> happened until you show me proof of that it did happen.&nbsp; I tried it once wanting to go back to where I came from, London,&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>England, in March 1971, but I was discouraged to do so..\u00a0 I didn\u2019t come to Canada in search of roads paved in gold, nor used a <strong><em>Haro hara mantra <\/em><\/strong>to get on a plane with a legitimate passport and use the Tamil <strong><em>Haro hara<\/em><\/strong> <strong><em>mantra<\/em><\/strong> to have it disappear when I got off the plane at the Old Ottawa airport and sing the melodramatic <strong><em>Karnatic <\/em><\/strong>song and verse saying that I am running away from persecution and discrimination who, once-upon-a-time enjoyed being a member of the <strong>privileged <\/strong>10% minority Tamils for 131 British colonial years, compared to the 75% <strong>wronged<\/strong> Sinhalese majority,.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Here\u2019s my story,&nbsp; Mayor Patrick Brown,&nbsp; how I landed in Canada.&nbsp; I don\u2019t take Canadian politician\u2019s poppycock, the way you are laying it on me about <strong>Tamil Genocide in Sri Lanka.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In June 1970, the Canadian National Museums Corporation in Ottawa was head-hunting for a Liberal research scientist to join the newly formed Design and Display Division Team to create 15 brand new exhibition Halls at the Victoria Memorial Museum at Argyll and Metcalfe Streets, a stone\u2019s throw from Ottawa\u2019s Parliament Buildings.\u00a0 No doubt\u00a0 you know the Victoria Memorial Museum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The Job Description for the Head of Thematic Research Section of the Design and Display Division specified that they wanted a Liberal Research Scientist with an academic degree and experience in creative arts and design.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;Recommended by Professor Ward Neale, the Head of the Geology Department at Memorial University in Newfoundland, they found me, as a Research Scientist in Geology and Palaeontology, an award winning published poet (English) in England, , an award winning Sculptor and Artist in England, a music composer on the piano and an award winning competition Ballroom dancer in England. Luck was on my side as the Canadian National Museums Corporation invited me to get over to Ottawa and join the Exhibition Design team which included a Chief of the Division (Tom Wood, War Artist), Jacques Saint-Cyr the creator of the 11-point maple leaf of the Canadian Flag as the Head of Design, and a Retired Major in the Army, Charlie Jessop as the Head of Administration.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>After clearing Immigration I started my job on 1 November 1970..&nbsp; The Office was on 39 McArthur Road in Vanier,&nbsp; On the third week in March 1971, all four of us received letters of confirmation from the Public Service Commission, requesting us to get over to sign the permanency papers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Monday morning of the fourth week of March 1971, I got a call from the PSC<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>telling me, <strong><em>Mr. Weerasinghe, please ignore the letter you received&nbsp; about the Permanency, as it was sent by error.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>What? Was there a problem?<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Yes, Mr. Weerasinghe. We have decided to open the competition for your job across Canada.\u201d&nbsp; <\/em><\/strong>&nbsp;Oops, Canada you are not going to do this to me!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Let\u2019s cut out this crap.<\/em><\/strong> (I was frothing by then)&nbsp; <strong><em>You couldn&#8217;t find anyone in Canada competent enough to do the job,&nbsp; You found me in London, England, and&nbsp; invited me to get over.&nbsp; I gave up a well paying job as a Geologist and&nbsp; here I am four Months into designing the Dinosaur Hall (Life Through the Ages) with Alan Todd (later Chief Designer of the National Gallery); Canada Before Cartier (Archaeology Hall) with designer Robin Bush.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Are the other three white\u201d staff members coming to sign the papers?\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Yes, Mr. Weerasinghe\u201d<\/em><\/strong>.<br><strong>So what you are telling me is that there is an apartheid policy in hiring&nbsp; Middle-Manager staff,\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>If you&#8217;re white, you&#8217;re alright,<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>If you are black, stay back,<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>\u2018And if you are brown, stick around\u201d<\/em><\/strong><strong><em>&nbsp; <\/em><\/strong>&nbsp;<strong><em>&nbsp;Right!.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>I am aztec- brown and I will not stick around., &nbsp; You tell me by noon<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Wednesday whether you want my services or not.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>If not, I will be on the first plane out of your Canada, to where I came from, London, England. &nbsp; I am sorry&nbsp; that I stepped on to your Canadian soil.\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mayor Patrick Brown, <strong>\u2018shxt\u2019<\/strong> hit the fan,&nbsp; All the higher ups, the Directors of the Museum of Natural Sciences (Dr. Lemieux), Dr. William Taylor Jr. (Director of the Museum of Man), my Chief of Division (Tom Wood) and a few others were visibly<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;upset. &nbsp; They knew that I will not accept such undignified crap from you white\u201d anyone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Tuesday morning the Deputy Minister McKenzie came to my office. He apologized for the turn of events, and told me that the issue has been settled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That they want my expertise, and someone from the PSC will call me sometime today to get my signature on the form, <strong><em>&nbsp;Please don\u2019t go\u201d <\/em><\/strong>he said<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That day I went to the PSC office and the staffer told me,<strong><em> Mr. Weerasinghe, I am Sorry about the confusion!\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>What\u2026 there was no confusion.&nbsp; You guys had difficulty seeing a newcomer to Canada with an Aztec brown face sitting at the Middle-Manager\u2019s&nbsp; desk. Don\u2019t, I will not accept such atrocious BS.\u201d&nbsp; <\/em><\/strong>So I signed the permanent papers, and I became a permanent employee of Canada\u2019s public service.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Just that you know, Mayor Patrick Brown<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>I am no simple Simon<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Who met Brampton\u2019s Mayor<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>Going to his Tamil Genocide Fair\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>We exchanged some words<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>On honesty, truth and professional care.&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>It mattered nought to me&nbsp;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>That he was holding onto a Tamil Tiger\u2019s tail,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>But when dealing with me don\u2019t mock<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>&nbsp;Let\u2019s cut out the Canadian-poppycock<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><em>\u2018As I expect him to be fair\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mayor Patrick Brown I will address you now in Poetic rhymes<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>and syllabics, as I think I can explain incidents in my life in Canada<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;better as they are therapeutic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>SINHA<\/strong> (lion). &nbsp;My name is <strong>WEERA-SINHA<\/strong>, which mean a<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>\u2018brave-lion<\/strong>\u2019)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>If I have taken the passion of a lion<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Into my heart by pithy anger,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>It is because your grenade<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;clutching fingers<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Are entangled in my beard hurting me<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>With the poison darts of<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;half-truths and lies<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Published in foreign newspapers.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>And when the ketchup blood gushes out,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>from the thumb-print on her forehead,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Severing a life for exposing the debt<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>of joy being a tenth generation native,\u2019<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>this is when the lion-anger roars<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;a jungle war cry<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>propping a lifeless torso strung<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;onto a Jaffna lamppost.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>(from <strong>Tears for my Roots<\/strong>, Asoka Weerasinghe. p.29)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>(in North Sri Lanka, the separatist Tamil Eelam terrorists came<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>looking for her brother.&nbsp; Since he was away, his 24-year<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>old sister was&nbsp; dragged out of the house, tied to a lamppost<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;and shot through her ear.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Here\u2019s an atrocious act by your Tamil Tiger terrorists that you<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>fail to admit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Dunugalpitiya Fisherfolk<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;(19 September 1990)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Seeing the fisherfolk all Sinhalese<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>chopped to death by Northern separatists,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>the seaspray heaved up to me<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>pungent with a taste of blood<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>like a blood coated night song<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>sung into the pale grey sobs of daylight.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Listening to the widowed<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>chest-thumping lamentations,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>my anger becomes visceral<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>and is siphoned through the nostrils<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>like a puffing fire belching dragon.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>Before I bury the assimilated<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>puzzle of hearts and limbs<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>and fingers and toes,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>I want to make a fire wreath<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>with phoenician songs<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>to resurrect their snuffed spirits<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>to be echoed across the jungles of Jaffna,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>as I want to win this war one day,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong><em>I want to win this Eelam war.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>( from <strong>Tears for my Roots<\/strong>, Asoka Weerasinghe, p.21)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mayor Patrick Brown, you were 5-years old, just out of your Huggies<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>escorted to your Kindergarten, when on August 4th, 1983, I, accompanied<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>by a young gutsy, bright, with a spine of steel, a well articulating&nbsp; smart Sinhalese-Canadian, Asoka Yapa, were picking up our bloodied Mother Lanka from the ground, who had been dropped to the ground, slapped, kicked, bludgeoned and spat at, for seven long days by the ugly,&nbsp; marauding Canadian Tamil-Eelam separatists through every media outlet in Ottawa, Montreal and Toronto, for the want of their mono-ethnic, racist, separate State-Eelam carved out of the North-eastern rich Real estate in that beautiful island Sri Lanka.&nbsp; The island had given every Tamil Separatist who\u201dkicked her, a free education, and let the colonial British&nbsp;make them a 10% <strong>privileged minority <\/strong>for 131-years, compared to the <strong>wronged-majority <\/strong>of 75% of the&nbsp; Sinhalease population.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u2018You know what Mayor Patrick, that was the day when I vowed that no one<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>is going to hurt my Mother Lanka, who gave me a free education and nurtured<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>me for the first 19 years of my life., \u00a0 No one, I said,\u00a0 Not even a single politician- Liberal, Conservative or a NDPier, with his or her unfair damn lies for the want of a Tamil vote.\u00a0 That is not kosher\u2026that is not cricket. \u00a0 \u00a0 And that included young Patrick Brown who would become the Mayor of Brampton, 41 years later, a hypocrite of the first order.\u00a0 The Tamils have heard my voice like the <em>Kavadi\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>dancing tom-toms, loud and clear and so would their Parliamentarians, like their <em>curry-in-a-hurry <\/em>buddy MPs, like the Church Bells of the Notre Dame Basilica in Ottawa.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mayor Patrick Brown, let&#8217;s get this right, and let me be blunt with my observations. With your erecting a <strong>Tamil Genocide Memorial\u201d<\/strong> in Brampton;\u201d, about a war that happened&nbsp; between 1973 and 2009,&nbsp; 13,720 km away is perpetuating&nbsp; Canadian shameful hypocritical history not wanting to recognize for many, many moons our Native Indian Residential schools Genocidal deaths of&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>our Native kids, as a violation of the United Nations Genocide Convention, in particular of Article 21e.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Listen,&nbsp; Mayor Brown, you are white\u201d enough, and stop wanting to be more lily-white\u201d by pointing your accusatory finger at Sri Lanka Saying <strong><em>We are Holier than Thou.\u201d &nbsp; <\/em><\/strong>That is a load of Canadian thuggish codswallop.&nbsp; Cut it, Mayor\u2026 just cut it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My anger is visceral shooting cartwheels of dragon breath at you, when you<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>had been disrespectful to our Indigenous children who were submitted to Genocidal Deaths in Kamloops, B.C.&nbsp; just 3,984 km away from your City of Brampton, buried on the site of the Kamloops Indian Residential School on the <strong>Tk&#8217;emlups te Secawepen<\/strong> site, and you as the Mayor of Brampton not laying even a local Ivory Mix Travertine rock, as a Memorial for them in your City of Brampton, rubbishing the existence of of our Native Indian kids. And&nbsp; yet,&nbsp; gushing with your love-ins with the Tamils who arrived after May 2009\u2019s, the Eelam separatist war, and not for the innocent Sinhlese who were chopped with machetes and shot with Kalashnikovs and claymore mined by the separatist Tamil Tigers. &nbsp; And worst, plucking little infants who were sucking on young Sinhalese mothers&#8217; breasts, and bashing their little skulls on <strong>charnockite granite <\/strong>rocks, and watching in glee the streaming ketchup blood rivulets.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>That\u2019s downright Canadian hypocrisy recognizing genocide around the world, except its own against indigenous people,\u00a0 Patrick Brown you are a classic\u00a0textbook example of this misdemeanour. What\u2019s wrong with you Mayor Patrick Brown\u2026.answer me!\u00a0 I want to know!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It was natural for me to respect and love our Native First Nation peoples from the time I began to research and write for the Native Indian (<em>Iroquois, Plains Indians and West Coast cultures)<\/em> and<em> Inuit <\/em>Exhibition Halls at the Victoria Memorial Museum in Ottawa, in the early 1970s<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And my poetry became therapeutic wanting to share their pain when people like<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mayor Patrick Brown of Brampton ignored the <strong>Wendat (Huron), Haudenosaunee&nbsp; <\/strong>people and the<strong> Anishinaabe.<\/strong>&nbsp; I will not forgive this whiteman\u2019s\u201d&nbsp; lofty arrogance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Not even a&nbsp; Local bed-rock placed as a memorial. <strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;Shish,,,that&#8217;s brutal, Patrick. That\u2019s shameful.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Let me share my pain with my therapeutic poetry. You will understand my disappointment in you, Mayor Patrick Brown.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>&nbsp;Lolotea<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I am Lolotea<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;a blessing from God<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and I am divine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I am green and tender<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;like a young ear of corn<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and too young to be a mother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Yet, I will grow up<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;like my mother<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;to be the mother of corn<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;to feed your hunger,&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and learn to dance<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;stamping my moccasined feet<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;on the yellow-red earth,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and dress with turquoise beads<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and eagle tail-feathers<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;that will speak to me<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;every fresh morning<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;of my ancestors,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and bless you to ward off<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;famine and disaster.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(this is another verse<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;from <strong><em>Tewa selected poems,<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Asoka Weerasinghe, p.74)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>Benjamin Chee Chee<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(an Ojibway artist who died<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;by suicide in an Ottawa Jail<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;in 1977 at age 32)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Now I know how they failed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;If there had been equipment<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;with life-saving oxygen sent<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;to Ottawa\u2019s City Jail<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;that night you were put inside<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;a racoon cage by policemen<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;on the fourth floor\u2019s Cell No.10<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I would have witnessed<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;more of your Canada geese\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;flying in formation<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;with forward stretched arrow necks<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;along my studio wall. I think<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;they are a reflection<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;of your uncomplicated soul<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;drawn on paper<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;with pen and black ink.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(verse 2 and 3)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;May be the warm weather\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;would have dissuaded you a lot<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;to wear long sleeve shirts<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;in case you wished to tie a knot<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;with the sleeves to hang yourself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Maybe I would have seen<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Pacific salmon swimming up my wall<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;in stylized one line renderings,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;May be, just, may be!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(from <strong><em>Tewa Selected Poems<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Asoka Weerasinghe p.42)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>Shanawdithit: Nancy April<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;On 6th June 1829<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;You didn\u2019t feel fine<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and white as death<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;spitting blood onto<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;a white man\u2019s bed sheet,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Doodebewshet, Mary Decker<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;your&nbsp; mother gone,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;your sister Easter Eve gone<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and you are about to die<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;in St. John\u2019s, Newfoundland,\u2019&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;the last of the <strong><em>Beothucks<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;of the red ochre people<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;their Red-Indians<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;from your harsh far away<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;snow-packed land,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;your home in Notre Dame Bay<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;coughing <strong><em>Beothuk <\/em><\/strong>syllables<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I try to make you understand<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I am part of you and affable<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;wanting to be understood<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and be alive<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;as I am Shanawdithit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(followed by verses 2 to 18)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Under this mound of earth<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;lie Shanawdithit the last<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;of the Red-Indian Beothuks<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;who coughed Beothuck syllables<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;wanting to to be understood<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and affable to be alive,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;who had a friend in&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;William Epp Cormack,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;a Newfoundlander<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;who cried<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;when she died,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;and left St. John\u2019s in 1829<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;with a strong feeling in main<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;not wanting to return again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(Asoka Weerasinghe<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;from CANADIAN STORIES,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Volume 23,No.131&nbsp; 2020)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Well\u2026well\u2026well. I have presented my case as one<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>who fell in love with the First Nation peoples and<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>respected them with a wholesome heart..&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now, a John Q Public&nbsp; Judge and Jurist, that you Patrick Brown,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>the Conservative Lord Mayor of the City of Brampton, of<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ontario, I found you guilty of a nonsensical fraudulent exercise wanting to buy<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Tamil votes by erecting a <strong>Tamil \u2018Genocide\u2019 Memorial <\/strong>monument for those Tamils who died during the ethnic war with the Sri Lankan Government Military- Forces 13,720 km away, for the want of their mono-ethnic, racist Tamil State, Eelam.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>You Lord Mayor Patrick Brown, while ignoring the Indigenous First Nation\u00a0 children who died in acts of <strong>Genocide a<\/strong>t Residential schools, with no memorial for them sponsored by Brampton\u2019s Mayor; while insulting the non-Tamil, Sri\u00a0Lankan-Canadian population of Brampton with your senseless-act of erecting that Tamil \u2018Genocide\u2019 Memorial, equivalent to a Brampton\u2019s Tamil-Blarney Gong Show, you owe an apology and a Peace-Offering to the Incumbent Sri Lankan Buddhist monks of the Brampton Buddhist\u00a0 Mission temple, whose brother novice monks, 33 of them, were slaughtered inside a bus on the morning of 2 June, 1987, by the Tamil Tiger Terrorists on their way on a pilgrimage. They were brutally mutilated on a rampage, attacking the novice Buddhist monks with guns and swords and shooting them with machine guns,at Aranthalawa. \u00a0 Did you hear me Mayor Patrick Brown of Brampton\u2026<strong>let me repeat, 33-young novice monks in saffron Buddha robes were brutally mutilated by the Tamil Tiger terrorists with guns and swords and shooting them with machine guns, on the morning of 2 June, 1987.\u00a0 <\/strong>\u00a0And you have the gall and temerity wanting to erect a Tamil \u2018Genocide\u2019 Memorial Monument in your Brampton\u2019s Native Indian\u2019s sacred land.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I propose that the Council of the City of Brampton pay a <strong><em>Peace-offering<\/em><\/strong>&nbsp; by inviting the Chief monk of the&nbsp; Brampton\u2019s Buddhist Mission Temple requesting them to install a Replica of the diorama of the bus with the young monks having been mutilated\u2019 on a City approved site.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Let this <strong>Monument of Aranthalawa<\/strong> be the gathering place every 2nd of June&nbsp; for Buddhist devotees to perform their <strong><em>Pattanumodana Pooja\u2019 <\/em><\/strong>to transfer merits to the 33 Novice monks who were killed and mutilated by the Tamil Tiger terrorists of Sri Lanka.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The original <strong>\u2018Monument of Aranthalawa<\/strong>\u2019&nbsp; is situated in the village of Aranthalawa in the Ampara District in Sri Lanka.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mayor Patrick Brown, the final decision is entirely yours.&nbsp; Either to act as<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>a responsible, intelligent politician, admitting that your decision had failed to create a wholesome, harmonious multi-cultural community in Brampton, having opened a can of <strong><em>Vaddukodai<\/em><\/strong> worms by wanting to erect a<strong> Tamil Genocide\u201d Memorial Monument<\/strong> in the City, and erase from the City Planning Drawings, the existence of such a&nbsp; Memorial Monument.&nbsp; This thus erases my proposal of the installation of the <strong><em>Monument of Aranthalawa <\/em><\/strong>in the&nbsp;City of Brampton.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>MayorPatrick Bown,&nbsp; ff your final decision is to go ahead with&nbsp;erecting&nbsp;the <strong><em>Tamil &#8216;Genocide&#8217; Memorial Monument,<\/em><\/strong> at least be honest to the world with the invitation to your City with a big welcoming&nbsp; board at the Highway entering the City of Brampton which says<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>&nbsp;<\/strong>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>WELCOME&nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;TO OUR FAIR CITY OF BRAMP<\/strong> of a <strong>TON <\/strong>of lies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Be Well, Happy, Wise and Peaceful<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Asoka Weerasinghe(Mr.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Ottawa<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Asoka Weerasinghe Kings Grove Crescent . Gloucester . Ontario ., K1J 6G1 5 September 2024 SENT BY SURFACE MAIL Mayor Patrick Brown\u2019Mayor of the City of BramptonOntario, cc Harkirat Singh, Deputy Mayor, City of Brampton, Ontario. Dear Mayor Patrick Brown: What\u2019s all this Brampton Mayor, asking us during the Brampton Tamil \u2018Genocide\u2019 Memorial Monument Foundation [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"","sticky":true,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-143925","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-asoka-weerasinghe"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/143925","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=143925"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/143925\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=143925"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=143925"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lankaweb.com\/news\/items\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=143925"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}