The NYT has nothing about Trump’s speech today but rather, has news that isn’t really news. This story is about a tribe I know very, very well, I grew up much of my childhood on and off the Tohono O’odham reservation because of Kitt Peak, my childhood playground, is there. This desert is very, very sparsely populated. Extremely sparse. And it is in the news because the Tribe has members on both sides of the border.
San Xavier Indian Reservation is now headquarters for a gambling empire.
The tribe also operates three casinos, two of which are on the San Xavier section of the reservation. The casino facilities, known as the Desert Diamond and Golden Ha:ṣañ, feature slot machines, table games, video blackjack and other forms of gambling. There is also a buffet. The facility also features a theater for live entertainment.
The NYT has yet another ‘hysteria and fear’ article. This time, about how the border restrictions are a problem for a couple thousand people. The Tribe they are discussing in this article is one I know very, very well, I grew up with them and watched them change…for the worse…over the years.
Yes, gambling has made a huge amount of money for what was once a very poor tribe but it has a strong downside: their culture and lifestyles are being crushed into annihilation by this. These once very proud and self-determining people are now slaves to gambling welfare wealth and are losing their society and culture.
For example, they no longer make everything by hand. I learned how to weave baskets out of yucca strands, make pottery and fire it in a clay dome kiln, how to knap knives, use an anvil and hammer, how to herd animals, etc. from the Tribe outside Tucson.
I have a great deal of affection for the Tribe and when they chose to become gambling lords, it is sad watching how all their skills are disappearing and there is unease and unhappiness, alcoholism, crime, suicide inside the Tribes.
“Our roots are here,” Richard Saunders said, standing by a border gate in San Miguel, which he and his wife pass through — when it is open — to visit her grandparents’ graves, 500 yards into Mexico. “Our roots are there, too, on the south side of this gate.”
Unfortunately, the Open Door here is being used by criminals. The Tribes live very, very sparsely. We see this in their villages. When we look at English villages, for example, we see all the houses clustered very close to each other and surrounded by fields, fens and forest. Not in Arizona.
This is a screenshot of a typical O’odham village. All the families keep strictly to themselves. Note, too, the many worn out trails all over the place due to driving vehicles all over the fragile desert. It was not like this when I was a child. It also seems every single adobe house I knew as a child have been replaced with modern buildings.
Adobe keeps out the heat in summer. Modern buildings rely on air conditioners. So much has changed. No longer are there fences keeping the livestock nearby and a couple of horses per family. It is all amazingly empty. Last time I visited the Tribe, it was getting bad due to welfare money.
The Tohono O’odham — they call themselves “desert people” — have been around since “time immemorial,” Mr. Jose likes to say; they and their predecessors were nomads in the region for thousands of years, roaming for water and food on mountains and lowlands.
They were nomads only way back before Christ. For the last 2,000 years, they were all farmers. The Pueblo Indians were farmers and some are still farmers, too. The Navajo and Apaches were hunters and roamed the region raiding the farmers. When the Spanish came, the farming natives greeted them as saviors due to giving protection from the hunting tribes.
After the Mexican-American War and then the Gadsden Purchase in 1854 delineated the border for good, most of the tribe’s land was left in present-day Arizona, where it still controls 2.8 million acres — a territory about the size of Connecticut — while a smaller piece became part of what is now the Mexican state of Sonora.
My great grandfather was one of the people working to protect the O’odham tribes. This is why my father found it easy to negotiate with the Tribe when he scouted out Kitt Peak for building modern observatories there back in the 1950’s. This old connection made negotiations with the Tribe much easier and they were always very friendly with my family.
The tribe has 34,000 enrolled members, according to its chairman, Edward D. Manuel. Half live on the reservation in Arizona, 2,000 are in Mexico and the rest left for places where job prospects were better. Those who have stayed might work for the tribal government, its Desert Diamond Casino, the schools or businesses like the Desert Rain Cafe, which serves chicken glazed in prickly pear and smoothies made from saguaro fruit, on Main Street in Sells, the reservation’s largest community.
And here is today’s problem:
The Tohono O’odham (pronounced Toh-HO-noh AW-tham) reservation has been a popular crossing point for unauthorized migrants and one of the busiest drug-smuggling corridors along the southern border, in part because the federal government strengthened the security at other spots. While a 20-foot-tall steel fence lines the border in San Luis, Ariz., to the west, and Nogales, Ariz., to the east, here the border is a lot more permeable, guarded by bollards and Normandy barriers measuring eight feet, maybe, and, in some areas, sinking in the eroding ground.
Yes, it is a portal for illegal stuff.
Tohono O’odham leaders acknowledged that they were straddling a bona fide national security concern. The tribe reluctantly complied when the federal government moved to replace an old barbed-wire fence with sturdier barriers that were designed to stop vehicles ferrying drugs from Mexico. It ceded five acres so the Border Patrol could build a base with dormitories for its agents and space to temporarily detain migrants. It has worked with the Border Patrol; hardly a day goes by without a resident or tribal police officer calling in a smuggler spotted going by or a migrant in distress, said Mr. Saunders, the director of public safety.
The tribe regularly treats sick migrants at its hospital and paid $2,500 on average for the autopsies of bodies of migrants found dead on its land, mostly from dehydration. (There were 85 last year, Mr. Saunders said.)
Here is a satellite picture of Sells. It is very sparsely populated. It does have the headquarters and systems of the Tribe. The gambling money has changed it greatly from when I was a child. But there used to be ranches and farms there back then. Not now.
The Tribes next to Kitt Peak live like complexes we see here. I chose this home for it was the only one there in this small settlement that has any livestock at all. What an utter change from when I was young! I do see two horses. They used to ride horses all the time, this is where I learned how to ride as a child.
Some gringos want to bring back the herding skills: The desert-friendly cow (A better bovine) — High Country News
But in the criollo, Gonzalez sees only potential: an animal that could rescue ranching and rangelands in the Southwest from their failing marriage to Angus and Hereford, the dominant British beef breeds. “Things are bad,” he says bluntly. “Everybody’s going broke. Everybody’s running out of grass. It’s all dry. Never are we going to get the same money for criollo as a big animal, but our costs will be lower. And at the same time, I think we’ll be saving our land.”
To aid his search for a desert-friendly cow, Fredrickson hired Gonzalez, who had recently returned to the U.S. Fredrickson already had his eye on criollo. “To me, it made sense to work with this animal with 400 years of adaption to the Southwest — if we could find it,” he explains. “We were losing the genetics.” (Longhorns, for instance, have criollo blood, but also that of other cows.) Fredrickson had been working with Mexican livestock geneticist Jose Rios, whose DNA analysis of criollos throughout northern Mexico uncovered only two populations with unpolluted genetics — pure descendants of the conquistadors’ cows. One was in Baja California, a state the U.S. wouldn’t allow livestock imports from. But it would be possible to draw from the other population, kept by the Tarahumara Indians and Mestizos in the Sierra Madre.
The pair took trips to the region to check out animals. Fredrickson noticed the cows eating forbs and trees, and relatively little grass. Once, in Copper Canyon, Gonzalez spotted an animal perched on the steep and rocky canyon wall. “I thought it was a goat,” he recalls. Peering through his binoculars, he was surprised to discover it was a cow. “This is something we can work with!” he thought.
They wanted a “rugged animal,” and in the hottest depths of Copper Canyon, they found one. The criollo was a good size. Some were semi-feral and rounded up only when needed, while others seemed like pets. They were docile, wandering in and out of people’s huts and tolerating herding by small children with sticks. The cow’s long, strong legs let it navigate the canyon with ease. Gonzalez and Fredrickson thought the breed could manage the Southwest’s mountains and deserts and traipse long distances through sand, a laborious task for the massive British cows with their stubbier legs.
There is near zero desire to raise cattle anymore in the desert because why bother? Gambling money is pouring in. People are literally fattening up themselves on the bounty of food bought with this gambling welfare money.
The genetic systems of desert people is dangerous in this case. They come from generations of feast/famine desert survival and fat piles on very rapidly when there is food. This problem causes many health issues and to this day, they can’t cope with booze, either.
I feel very sorry for them, but the division on the border has to be fixed and maintained and I say, give permanent passports to Tribe on the other side and have several good places for crossing over. This means establishing bases more frequently on the US side.
This will cost money, of course, but defending our borders is much, much, much cheaper than having several million illegal aliens on welfare, in prison, committing crimes in the streets, stealing jobs from citizens, etc. Not to mention, #1 should be defending America, not our trade rivals in Europe and Asia. Duh.
And this is the real battle now: the Bilderberg NY Times gangs want open borders and their owner in Mexico said openly, he wants open borders and so they are a bunch of lying creeps talking about the borders while not telling readers their agenda and who owns the NYT is never mentioned when writing about the Mexico/US border situation.
That is fraud.