On the Indians side of things–they were there in the first place simply because Custer and his mob were killing their families and stealing their land. The chiefs didn’t do the nice thing in their answer to this, but honestly, if you hadn’t had a good upbringing, and your parents were all for violence, wouldn’t you retaliate to keeping your family safe and living with a bit of a battle? Is there no compassion for the poor Indians and their destroyed way of life?
Now we all know the story of poor old General Custard, mowed down by Indians while just doing his duty. How he stood up and fought bravely at his last stand at the Battle of the Little Bighorn. He stood, he hit, and he fell. The classic story of an American pioneer general.
Let’s have a think about the details, shall we?
If I was to write a book about General Custard–sorry, Custer, this is what it would be:
The Indians Murdered by General Custer
Oh-ho! Murdered is a little strong, you say. No, not really. If you want to be exact, he murdered his own men. Yes! He knew it was hopeless. His bad judgement led to the deaths of not only Indians but also American soldiers. He turned down guns that would have helped and made strategical errors from the start. And debate exists as to whether he was allowed to attack before reinforcements came, or was he forbidden? Did he disobey orders as well as kill men (women, too, some reports say)?
So the question is:
Is General Custer a war-time martyr, or is he a war-time murderer? What should schoolwork be teaching about our dessert-loving general?
Are you for Custard, or for Indians?