I don't remember any pennies?
FYI...
Posted on 09/23/2009 7:07:16 AM PDT by mudblood
As you can see in this image, the United States Government thought so little of the American Indian Native that they took this picture - of a severed Indian head - and put it on the lowest denomination of currency that they had: the penny. This happened in the 1800's. What's worse, after everyone caught on to the latent racism, and realized that it was all based on occidental white male insecurity and the corporations' desire to keep natives subservient, so as to exploit them, they stopped making these so-called "pennies". BUT THEY NEVER DESTROYED THEM. All over this country, old white racists and other republicans are ACTIVELY seeking out these heirlooms of what was to them the highlight of their dominance-based culture. I implore Congress, the President and even the Vice President to ACT NOW and right this wrong. All of these pennies should be destroyed, and the money from the materials melted down should be given back to the Native Americans (with the value adjusted upward for inflation and cost of living, of course). This country did wrong - but we can change it! In the language of Native America, I say, "Gaja na sa maja na", which means, "Yes we can white devil."
I don't remember any pennies?
FYI...
I am not that old. My uncle collected stamps, He had both cowboys and Indians on the stamps. Has there every been a cowboy coin?
Yes it is, and what is it worth today? $$$$
I have some Indian Head pennies in my collection. I am not angry at anyone, nor am I a racist. Just ask my butler, he’ll tell you am I the most generous, kind, cracker he has ever worked for.
Thanks, glad you got the joke. I’m the author. I hope that nobody sicks killer bees on me :)
Better yet—load these antique coins into the mouths of cannon and fire them at the rich capitalists that stroll up and down Wall Street clad in their Monopoly top hats, tails and spats.
I caught the ferry over to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so, I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on ‘em. “Give me five bees for a quarter,” you’d say.
Now where were we? Oh yeah: the important thing was I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time. They didn’t have white onions because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones...
You see, back in those days, rich men would ride around in Zeppelins, dropping coins on people, and one day I seen J.D. Rockefeller flying by. So I run of the house with a big washtub and... hey! Where are you going? Anyway, about my washtub. I’d just used it that morning to wash my turkey, which in those days was known as... ...a walking-bird. We’d always have walking-bird on Thanksgiving, with all the trimmings: cranberries, injun eyes, yams stuffed with gunpowder. Then we’d all watch football, which in those days was called baseball...Eh, why didn’t you get something useful, like storm windows, or a nice pipe organ? I’m thirsty! Ew, what smells like mustard? There sure are a lot of ugly people in your neighborhood. Ooh, look at that one. Ow, my glaucoma just got worse. The president is a Democrat! Hello? I can’t unbuckle my seat belt. Hello? There are too many leaves in your walkway...
Perhaps symbolic of the fact that they never destroyed the Indians, either? Wow! If you liked this article, you'd LOVE "The People's History of the United States". College students are being made to read that vomit, you know. There's yer trouble.
omg stop stealing my ideas! jeez...
>> so the other coins are the severed heads of Lincoln, Roosevelt, Jefferson etc?
Yeah, and I think the indian princess is better looking than the whole bloody lot of the presidents’ severed heads! :-)
(if memory serves, it was a young lady that served as the model.)
I got plans for YOU, mister.
I also understood this which lead to my question ,
Has there every been a cowboy coin made as currency?
Seriously? You weren't around in 1861? :-) How about 1908? I think that was the last year indian head pennies were minted.
Has there every been a cowboy coin?
hehe, there won’t be any of me left when yer done :) You’re killing me already.
My story begins in nineteen-dickety-two. We had to say “dickety” because the Kaiser had stolen our word “twenty”. I chased that rascal to get it back, but gave up after dickety-six miles. What are you cackling at, fatty? Too much pie, that’s your problem! Now, I’d like to digress from my prepared remarks to discuss how I invented the furlong. In fact, Superman challenged FDR to a race around the world. FDR beat him by a furlong, or so the comic books would have you believe. That was back when we called Sauerkraut “liberty cabbage” and we called liberty cabbage “super slaw” and back then a suitcase was known as a “Swedish lunchbox.” Of course, nobody knew that but me. Anyway, long story short... is a phrase whose origins are complicated and rambling, way back to 1934. Admiral Burn had just reached the pole, only hours ahead of the Three Stooges......and I guess he won the argument, but I walked away with the turnips. The following morning I resigned my commission with the coastguard. The next thing I knew there was civil war in Spain...
Well that conjures up a fairly clear visual.....Now replace ‘author’ with ‘Obama’ and your post will be the winner!
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