‘What ho, Geronimo?’, the storied encounter between the famedApache Indian chief, and 22 year old Elliot Rogers, therampaging Community College “cripple”, who stabbed three,gunned down six ,taking his own into oblivion, several daysbefore Memorial Day’s foretaste, May 30.. .
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Stabbing three in his apartment, two in a sorority, taking the life of one other young human, in this U/C Santa Barbara college town, before he took his own tortured life, in his self destructive manifesto confessional, posted on U Tube, before his murderousstampede went suicidal.
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Geronimo ensconced in his own cliché like teepee. A covered wagon left on an American prairie by General Custer’s last stand.
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Smoking his peace pipe of reconciliation. “What can we say. A long struggle with Causcasion pioneers. Coveting ourreservation in their covered wagons, we Apaches tried to stone wall their gung ho
“no prisoners”, with our bows and arrows. But the Colonialfolks were too much for us until we enflamed their armory,” puffing his peace pipe, knocking wood twice, on his covered wagon wheels.
“For good luck. Our God in the sky, sees everything. Sees it all.You can’t get away with anything. Our retribution spinning on Earth‘s wheels, the Apache karma is em’shrined in our ancestors tabernacle. To our Father Apache spirits, we say grace three times daily. When the sun rises and when it goes down. A noon day ritual like Mother Nature’s bounty
“You can’t beat the system, kimosabe.”
When will these unholy warriors; their trigger happy weapons of mass destruction come to grips with their own Custer’s evil spirits,” puffing his peace pipe.
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“That’s my “Fort Apace” interpretation of 22 year old crippledElliot
His manic ending in self destruction; he and his innocent prey, falling
to our Father in the sky, the Apaches powerless to intervene, to a gun totte’n wagon train,
invading our reservation. Our way of life! ”
‘What ho, Geronimo?’
May 29, 2014 The City that never sleeps
