United States of Red Indians

United States of Red Indians


Once upon a time, there was a folk of Red Indians living in a nation they called USRI or United States of Red Indians.

Having great hunger for profits in their lands, 250 years ago they decided to ship white workers from Ireland, Poland, Sicilia and other over the ocean, as slaves and many of them died during transport, from terrible work conditions and by lynching for doing not the right things as expected from white workers.

With the invention of a funny economic system, they called "Neoliberalism", the Red Indians freed the white slaves and promised to give them some rights and low paid labour.

Later on they were involved in wars in Germany against Hitler, Vietnam, Chile and Iraq and used many of the white slaves as soldiers when the Red Indians were the officers and generals.

The rights were a little bit split in the land, since the Red Indians having founded WEF, Wall Street banks, Fed, IMF and other wise organisations, and at the same time they found that one million of white folks belonged in jail for some grams of crack, whereas the red finance masters could destroy trillions of Dollars by State deficits and terrible finance instruments invented by their banks and hedge funds - and let pay the normal black and white tax payers for 5 trillions of losses.

It became customary that Red Indian Police killed any USRI ancient Sicilian, Irish, French, German and Pole and Greek for nothing, for driving too fast, stealing some food or speaking too loud.

The white class being fed up of such treatment, decided to shoot back to Red Indian Police but a black chief of State, following 50 Red Indian Chiefs, called Ojeama, said in a speech, this would be a crime and in fact, he was right.

And so the Red Indians as masters of finance and as CEO of all big companies and having all cash at Wall Street decided to make peace with the white class, still some sort of slaves, and living together with them in nice ways - and there was happiness for ever and ever.

And if they didn't die yet, they all are still alive....


René Delavy - Berlin and Bournemouth