I am asking that you read this story. Then ask yourself if it was you being mistreated because of your religion. Have you ever been told you can not be who you are? Would you pray for help? Could you make it even one day? Do you or anyone else deserve this kind of treatment? In My Personal Opinion , I would not think I could live knowing at any second some one in power would tell me I could not find my salvation through my Heavenly Father, to be beaten daily, treated less than human. I am not asking you to sign this petition because I think he was wrongly imprisoned. I am asking you to sign this petition because it is the moral thing to do. Make your signature count, Make a difference so that treatment as this will be stopped. Stand up for our right of religion regardless of our choice.
Read below and then make your mark where it counts ....
THE TORTURE OF CHIEF IRON THUNDERHORSE
by Tom Big Warrior
On June 7th, 2005, ranking officers of the Texas Department of Criminal
Justice (TDCJ), at the Polunsky Unit in Livingston, Texas, attacked an
elderly and legally blind inmate, Iron Thunderhorse, while he was
attempting to go to the chowhall. They knocked the glasses and UV
shields from his face and sprayed chemical pepper spray directly in his
eyes. They proceeded to spray him all over with the chemical irritant,
kicking him and wrenching his crippled arm behind his back.
For weeks, Iron had been denied entry into the chowhall, or any food at
all, as the TDCJ was attempting to starve him into complying with an
order to submit to a haircut, despite the fact that a federal court had
recently upheald that his civil rights were being violated. This was
the latest outrage in a struggle that has been going on for almost
thirty years.
After being railroaded by the FBI's COINTELPRO program, along with many
other dissidents and activists around the country, in the early 70s,
Iron went to court to assert his rights as a Native American spiritual
practicioner. He got off the bus from jail to prison armed with a court
order requiring the TDCJ to respect these rights, including his right
to wear long hair. He was met by the warden and a "goon squad" of
inmate "building tenders" armed with baseball bats and axe handles. The
warden tore up Iron's court order and had his "goons" beat Iron
unconscious and then forcibly cut his hair.
Year after year, Iron has suffered repeated beatings and torture,
including years in solitary confinement in the sweltering Texas heat.
His blindness stems from repeated gassings and being sprayed in the
eyes with pepper spray. His body is covered with scars, only a few of
which he received as a soldier in Vietnam.
Iron is the hereditary chief of the Quinnipiac Renapi, a branch of the
greater Lenape Nation, whose homeland runs along the Quinnipiac River
in Connecticut. His people have the dubious distinction of being the
first North American tribe to be placed on a reservation by the English
settlers at New Haven, in the early 1600s.
Iron's long ordeal began when he stopped at a diner for a cup of coffee
on his way home from work, more than thirty years ago. Some of the
local Connecticut white boys, who saw him pull up on his classic Indian
motorcycle, thought it might be fun to give this long-haired Indian a
hair cut.
After years in the rough and tumble Indian boarding schools, his
muscles now hardened by long hours of construction work, Iron defended
himself well. It was a clear case of self-defense, but the white boys
were sons of the local establisment, and so the cops arrested Iron. But
this was the least of his problems, as the white boys, enraged by their
deserved ass-whipping, began to stalk Iron waiting for a chance to get
revenge. It happened one winter night when two of them spotted his car
and gave chase. They ran the car off the road, but Iron wasn't in it.
After the highway patrol informed him that his young wife and child had
been killed in the resulting "accident," Iron begain drinking heavily.
Then he donned his war-paint, got on his motorcycle, and went looking
for revenge. He found the boys before the police did, and when they
arrived, they arrested Iron for aggravated assault. It was then that
the Army stepped in, and Iron was released into the custody of a
coloniel recruiting for special service in Vietnam.
Having frequently run away from boarding school, Iron fine-tuned the
woodlands skills he had been taught as a child by living off the land
in wilderness areas. These skills, coupled with the rage he was going
through, made him an ideal candidate for the covert operations he was
groomed for at Fort Bragg and other army training schools. Placed under
the direction of the CIA, Iron was sent to Vietnam, where he took part
in secret operations, as well as elsewhere in S.E. Asia. But
eventually, he and his team refused to obey an illegal order, and they
were sent back to California and discharged.
Iron gravitated to the American Indian Movement (AIM) and to others
standing up to the system, and he became a target of COINTELPRO, the
FBIs illegal campaign to infiltrate, entrap, frame-up, assassinate and
otherwize suppress activists in the anti-war and other movements for
social justice that had emerged in the 60s. Their intent was to lock
him up and throw away the key.
Iron went into prison in top physical condition and highly trained in
martial arts. Over the years, he fended off several attempts to
assassinate him, but now his health is precarious and he is virtually
blind. "I suffer from corneal dystrophy and have cataracts and open
angle glaucoma, my corneas no longer produce tears," Iron wrote in a
complaint over the June 7th attack, explaining the excruciating pain he
was in when he was at last taken to the medical unit. "Lt. Lawrence and
Sgt. Sheffield refused to allow the duty nurse to conduct a proper PHD
exam....Officers refused her admonishment to un-handcuff me due to
excruciating pain in [my] shoulder." Iron had a pass, repeatedly
renewed by doctors since 1992, prohibiting his being cuffed behind his
back due to his crippled arm. This was confiscated after the attack.
"Officers refused to allow the nurse to flush my eyes with water or
otherwise decontaminate my person from the pepper spray. The OC pepper
spray saturated both eyes, face, head, ear canals, neck, torso, arms,
palms, buttocks and thighs. Officers kept saying, 'LET HIM BURN!'"
Iron also suffers from rhinitis and sebhorric dermatitis, both of which
are specifically mentioned on the precautions list for use of OC pepper
spray. This was known by the officers prior to this premeditated
attack, and Iron had reported that he had been repeatedly threatened
with this type of assault. It was obvious that an allergic reaction was
taking place to the pepper spray, yet Iron was prevented from showering
until more than 12 hours later.
This torture is compounded by medical neglect. Iron suffers from high
blood preasure, heart arrhythmia, sleep apnea, recurrent shingles and
only has one functioning lung. All of these conditions were aggravated
by the assault, yet his requests to see a doctor were not only denied,
so were his regular prescribed medications for these conditions.
According to his wife, Ruth Thunderhorse: "The warden tells me that
Iron's glasses were lost in the property confiscation after the
'assault,' but if they cannot find them, they will get new ones.
Anything to keep Iron from his legal work, I assume. Since the warden
hemmed and hawed when I asked if Iron had his fan, that probably is not
in his possession, either. He also ignored my question as to whether
Iron has his magnifier." Meanwhile, Iron's glasses, UV shields and his
navigational cane, which were confiscated, have not been replaced, and
his typewritter has been confiscated. Basically, the TDCJ is doing all
it can to frustrate Iron's efforts to defend his civil rights,
including deliberately endangering his health.
President Bush, who was formerly the Governor of Texas, can claim all
he wants that, "We do not condone torture," but the facts show
otherwise. The torture of Iron Thunderhorse continued throughout his
term as governor and it continues today. The federal court had more
than enough justification to put Iron in federal protective custody
while he is litigating against the TDCJ. The very essence of this case
is the suppression of religious freedom for Native Americans here in
the USA, the history of which spans the whole history of the US.
Ruth asks for letters of support addressed to Iron. His adddress is:
Iron Thunderhorse, #624391
Polunsky Unit, 3872 FM 350 South,
Livingston, TX 77351.
I am asking that you read this story. Then ask yourself if it was you being mistreated because of your religion. Have you ever been told you can not be who you are? Would you pray for help? Could you make it even one day? Do you or anyone else deserve this kind of treatment? In My Personal Opinion , I would not think I could live knowing at any second some one in power would tell me I could not find my salvation through my Heavenly Father, to be beaten daily, treated less than human. I am not asking you to sign this petition because I think he was wrongly imprisoned. I am asking you to sign this petition because it is the moral thing to do. Make your signature count, Make a difference so that treatment as this will be stopped. Stand up for our right of religion regardless of our choice.
Read below and then make your mark where it counts ....
THE TORTURE OF CHIEF IRON THUNDERHORSE
by Tom Big Warrior
On June 7th, 2005, ranking officers of the Texas Department of Criminal
Justice (TDCJ), at the Polunsky Unit in Livingston, Texas, attacked an
elderly and legally blind inmate, Iron Thunderhorse, while he was
attempting to go to the chowhall. They knocked the glasses and UV
shields from his face and sprayed chemical pepper spray directly in his
eyes. They proceeded to spray him all over with the chemical irritant,
kicking him and wrenching his crippled arm behind his back.
For weeks, Iron had been denied entry into the chowhall, or any food at
all, as the TDCJ was attempting to starve him into complying with an
order to submit to a haircut, despite the fact that a federal court had
recently upheald that his civil rights were being violated. This was
the latest outrage in a struggle that has been going on for almost
thirty years.
After being railroaded by the FBI's COINTELPRO program, along with many
other dissidents and activists around the country, in the early 70s,
Iron went to court to assert his rights as a Native American spiritual
practicioner. He got off the bus from jail to prison armed with a court
order requiring the TDCJ to respect these rights, including his right
to wear long hair. He was met by the warden and a "goon squad" of
inmate "building tenders" armed with baseball bats and axe handles. The
warden tore up Iron's court order and had his "goons" beat Iron
unconscious and then forcibly cut his hair.
Year after year, Iron has suffered repeated beatings and torture,
including years in solitary confinement in the sweltering Texas heat.
His blindness stems from repeated gassings and being sprayed in the
eyes with pepper spray. His body is covered with scars, only a few of
which he received as a soldier in Vietnam.
Iron is the hereditary chief of the Quinnipiac Renapi, a branch of the
greater Lenape Nation, whose homeland runs along the Quinnipiac River
in Connecticut. His people have the dubious distinction of being the
first North American tribe to be placed on a reservation by the English
settlers at New Haven, in the early 1600s.
Iron's long ordeal began when he stopped at a diner for a cup of coffee
on his way home from work, more than thirty years ago. Some of the
local Connecticut white boys, who saw him pull up on his classic Indian
motorcycle, thought it might be fun to give this long-haired Indian a
hair cut.
After years in the rough and tumble Indian boarding schools, his
muscles now hardened by long hours of construction work, Iron defended
himself well. It was a clear case of self-defense, but the white boys
were sons of the local establisment, and so the cops arrested Iron. But
this was the least of his problems, as the white boys, enraged by their
deserved ass-whipping, began to stalk Iron waiting for a chance to get
revenge. It happened one winter night when two of them spotted his car
and gave chase. They ran the car off the road, but Iron wasn't in it.
After the highway patrol informed him that his young wife and child had
been killed in the resulting "accident," Iron begain drinking heavily.
Then he donned his war-paint, got on his motorcycle, and went looking
for revenge. He found the boys before the police did, and when they
arrived, they arrested Iron for aggravated assault. It was then that
the Army stepped in, and Iron was released into the custody of a
coloniel recruiting for special service in Vietnam.
Having frequently run away from boarding school, Iron fine-tuned the
woodlands skills he had been taught as a child by living off the land
in wilderness areas. These skills, coupled with the rage he was going
through, made him an ideal candidate for the covert operations he was
groomed for at Fort Bragg and other army training schools. Placed under
the direction of the CIA, Iron was sent to Vietnam, where he took part
in secret operations, as well as elsewhere in S.E. Asia. But
eventually, he and his team refused to obey an illegal order, and they
were sent back to California and discharged.
Iron gravitated to the American Indian Movement (AIM) and to others
standing up to the system, and he became a target of COINTELPRO, the
FBIs illegal campaign to infiltrate, entrap, frame-up, assassinate and
otherwize suppress activists in the anti-war and other movements for
social justice that had emerged in the 60s. Their intent was to lock
him up and throw away the key.
Iron went into prison in top physical condition and highly trained in
martial arts. Over the years, he fended off several attempts to
assassinate him, but now his health is precarious and he is virtually
blind. "I suffer from corneal dystrophy and have cataracts and open
angle glaucoma, my corneas no longer produce tears," Iron wrote in a
complaint over the June 7th attack, explaining the excruciating pain he
was in when he was at last taken to the medical unit. "Lt. Lawrence and
Sgt. Sheffield refused to allow the duty nurse to conduct a proper PHD
exam....Officers refused her admonishment to un-handcuff me due to
excruciating pain in [my] shoulder." Iron had a pass, repeatedly
renewed by doctors since 1992, prohibiting his being cuffed behind his
back due to his crippled arm. This was confiscated after the attack.
"Officers refused to allow the nurse to flush my eyes with water or
otherwise decontaminate my person from the pepper spray. The OC pepper
spray saturated both eyes, face, head, ear canals, neck, torso, arms,
palms, buttocks and thighs. Officers kept saying, 'LET HIM BURN!'"
Iron also suffers from rhinitis and sebhorric dermatitis, both of which
are specifically mentioned on the precautions list for use of OC pepper
spray. This was known by the officers prior to this premeditated
attack, and Iron had reported that he had been repeatedly threatened
with this type of assault. It was obvious that an allergic reaction was
taking place to the pepper spray, yet Iron was prevented from showering
until more than 12 hours later.
This torture is compounded by medical neglect. Iron suffers from high
blood preasure, heart arrhythmia, sleep apnea, recurrent shingles and
only has one functioning lung. All of these conditions were aggravated
by the assault, yet his requests to see a doctor were not only denied,
so were his regular prescribed medications for these conditions.
According to his wife, Ruth Thunderhorse: "The warden tells me that
Iron's glasses were lost in the property confiscation after the
'assault,' but if they cannot find them, they will get new ones.
Anything to keep Iron from his legal work, I assume. Since the warden
hemmed and hawed when I asked if Iron had his fan, that probably is not
in his possession, either. He also ignored my question as to whether
Iron has his magnifier." Meanwhile, Iron's glasses, UV shields and his
navigational cane, which were confiscated, have not been replaced, and
his typewritter has been confiscated. Basically, the TDCJ is doing all
it can to frustrate Iron's efforts to defend his civil rights,
including deliberately endangering his health.
President Bush, who was formerly the Governor of Texas, can claim all
he wants that, "We do not condone torture," but the facts show
otherwise. The torture of Iron Thunderhorse continued throughout his
term as governor and it continues today. The federal court had more
than enough justification to put Iron in federal protective custody
while he is litigating against the TDCJ. The very essence of this case
is the suppression of religious freedom for Native Americans here in
the USA, the history of which spans the whole history of the US.
Ruth asks for letters of support addressed to Iron. His adddress is:
Iron Thunderhorse, #624391
Polunsky Unit, 3872 FM 350 South,
Livingston, TX 77351.
This is sick. Nobody deserves to be treated like that especially when they are disabled. Hope he gets justice.