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onwebcam · 11-26-2008, 01:56 AM

Because I understand the ramifications of what has happened here it doesn't really matter what I do to prepare for it other than explain to others what is going on so when the time comes it can be dealt with. You see it doesn't matter how much money you have if you're paying $10 for a loaf of bread. Eventually all of your money is going to be gone.

My roots trace back to the original inhabitants of this land. My Great Grand mother was full blooded Cherokee Indian. She past away in my early teens at the age of 103. I've actually been written about in a book called "Message in the Wind." by Alethea A. Adams-Wells and since my meeting with her it has forever changed my perspective in life.

I'll tell you the story I guess since I do almost everyone I meet. Aleechawa (her Cherokee name) had a disability where she could barely walk as a child. Her parents and grandparents would tell her the stories as a kid about our history. They told her she would likely never be able to walk normally but she was determined. You know what her motivation was? To walk the "Trail of tears."

She worked for many years with her disability to eventually get there. She was probably in her mid thirties when I met her along her journey of the Trail of Tears. She was actually walking them if you haven't gathered that. She stopped in town and went into a number of the nicest hotels in town dressed in her Indian attire, dirty and smelly from her journey. All of them turned her down because of this. Eventually she came to our hotel which was the same one the President stays at when he's in town so it's a nice place mind you. They accepted her.

After going up to her room and cleaning up she comes down to the restaurant where I worked at the time. The manager and also my roommate was the manager and was working the door so he was as courteous as can be but she was still in her Indian attire. I always worked a certain section in the back of the restaurant so I had no idea what was going on at the time but the servers in the front didnt want to wait on her thinking she would be a cheap customer. He came to me and I said send her along. (I had not seen her) just knew it was a one person table.

He sits her down and I walk over and ask her if I can get her anything to drink. She asked me what my favorite wine was and I responded with the usual "What range do you want to be in?" with the assumption she wanted a glass. Long story short she ended up with a $150 bottle of wine to start. Had a 5 course meal. All during the time, since by then she was my only table, we had a long conversation about various things in Nashville etc. We even talked about my Great Grand mother etc. When it came time for her to go she said John I have something to tell you.

More or less gave me the story I'm telling you now. Her whole book is about how there's not much changed in this country. People still look at a person for what they see on the outside. Little did all of those places and servers know that turned her down know that she owned her own publishing company in that Indian garb. She told me that so far I was the only one who treated her like a person rather than some Indian woman since she had been on her journey so far. She informed me I would be in her book and asked if it was ok, paid her $250 tab with a $100 tip with her Gold card and left an impression on me for the rest of my life.

I'm giving you the new "Message in the wind" my friend. I'll be damned if I'm going to let some punks in suits shit on this country and run.

11-26-2008, 01:56 AM
onwebcam Fake Nick 1.0 Industry Role: Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Rent free, your head Posts: 27,661	Because I understand the ramifications of what has happened here it doesn't really matter what I do to prepare for it other than explain to others what is going on so when the time comes it can be dealt with. You see it doesn't matter how much money you have if you're paying $10 for a loaf of bread. Eventually all of your money is going to be gone. My roots trace back to the original inhabitants of this land. My Great Grand mother was full blooded Cherokee Indian. She past away in my early teens at the age of 103. I've actually been written about in a book called "Message in the Wind." by Alethea A. Adams-Wells and since my meeting with her it has forever changed my perspective in life. I'll tell you the story I guess since I do almost everyone I meet. Aleechawa (her Cherokee name) had a disability where she could barely walk as a child. Her parents and grandparents would tell her the stories as a kid about our history. They told her she would likely never be able to walk normally but she was determined. You know what her motivation was? To walk the "Trail of tears." She worked for many years with her disability to eventually get there. She was probably in her mid thirties when I met her along her journey of the Trail of Tears. She was actually walking them if you haven't gathered that. She stopped in town and went into a number of the nicest hotels in town dressed in her Indian attire, dirty and smelly from her journey. All of them turned her down because of this. Eventually she came to our hotel which was the same one the President stays at when he's in town so it's a nice place mind you. They accepted her. After going up to her room and cleaning up she comes down to the restaurant where I worked at the time. The manager and also my roommate was the manager and was working the door so he was as courteous as can be but she was still in her Indian attire. I always worked a certain section in the back of the restaurant so I had no idea what was going on at the time but the servers in the front didnt want to wait on her thinking she would be a cheap customer. He came to me and I said send her along. (I had not seen her) just knew it was a one person table. He sits her down and I walk over and ask her if I can get her anything to drink. She asked me what my favorite wine was and I responded with the usual "What range do you want to be in?" with the assumption she wanted a glass. Long story short she ended up with a $150 bottle of wine to start. Had a 5 course meal. All during the time, since by then she was my only table, we had a long conversation about various things in Nashville etc. We even talked about my Great Grand mother etc. When it came time for her to go she said John I have something to tell you. More or less gave me the story I'm telling you now. Her whole book is about how there's not much changed in this country. People still look at a person for what they see on the outside. Little did all of those places and servers know that turned her down know that she owned her own publishing company in that Indian garb. She told me that so far I was the only one who treated her like a person rather than some Indian woman since she had been on her journey so far. She informed me I would be in her book and asked if it was ok, paid her $250 tab with a $100 tip with her Gold card and left an impression on me for the rest of my life. I'm giving you the new "Message in the wind" my friend. I'll be damned if I'm going to let some punks in suits shit on this country and run. __________________ PLEASE WAIT WHILE BIDEN ADMIN UNINSTALLS ITSELF..... ██████████████████▒ 99.5% complete.