On Nov 28, 10:42*pm, "Julie Bove" > wrote:
> "twofeathers" > wrote in message
>
> ...
> On Nov 19, 5:59 pm, Mentifex > wrote:
>
>
>
> > Dear Howard,
>
> > Yesterday I was in your Richmond Beach
> > Starbucks #385 at
> > 606 Richmond Beach Road,
> > Shoreline, WA 98177
> > and I witnessed a crime of assault
> > which disturbed me immensely.
>
> > Let me change a few names to protect the
> > guilty while I describe what happened.
>
> > For several months a Native American fellow
> > has had the nerve to come into your upscale
> > whites-only Starbucks just outside of the
> > exclusive, wealthy white neighborhood of
> > Innis Arden, founded decades ago with
> > a sign reading "Innis Arden -- A Restricted
> > Community." Back then only blue-blood whites
> > could buy a home in Innis Arden. The laws
> > have since changed, but the Innis Arden
> > residents still have the exclusive attitude.
>
> > So Mrs. Woodway and her lady friend were
> > sitting at a long table and proudly showing
> > each other pictures of their daughters,
> > while down-and-out looking Injun Cronshaw
> > was sitting at a corner of the same table
> > with his Cadillac parked outside and his
> > Apple computer on the same table.
>
> > Apparently Mrs. Woodway did not like
> > sharing the same Starbucks table with
> > a beefy, stocky, middle-aged Indian male
> > who looked like he came in from Skid Row.
> > Mrs. Woodway went over to the barista Hayley
> > and complained that maybe Injun Cronshaw
> > might be photographing her and her white-lady
> > friend and perhaps even capturing secondary
> > images of the photographs of their daughters.
> > So your Starbucks barista Hayley called the
> > Shoreline police, who came right away and
> > assaulted the Injun who was obviously guilty
> > of DWI: _Drinking-coffee _While _Indian.
>
> > Before I describe the crime against your
> > Starbucks customer by Shoreline's Finest,
> > let me as a disclaimer state that about
> > twelve years ago I used to see the Injun
> > Cronshaw hanging around in Seattle's
> > Wallingford neighborhood -- before Injun
> > Crownshaw inherited a sizeable fortune.
> > Back then the Injun Cronshaw came one time
> > to a hotel where I was working and he was
> > selling the "Real Change" homeless newspaper.
> > Then a year or two later I encountered the
> > Injun at a Starbucks in the University
> > District, and he told me that his Indian
> > father back in Montana or thereabouts had
> > just died and bequeathed to him a thousand
> > acres of Indian land, worth over a million
> > dollars.
>
> > Then yesterday I am sitting in your #385
> > Starbucks and I see the Shoreline police
> > interrogating the D.W.I Indian outside at
> > a Starbucks table. The Injun is cycling
> > through images on his Apple computer and
> > apparently trying to show the Gestapo that
> > he had not been taking pictures of wealthy
> > white women in their upscale #385 Starbucks.
> > Then the Injun was walking around for a while
> > outside, while a total of six Shoreline
> > police officers gathered around him.
>
> > Meanwhile, inside your fancy Starbucks #385,
> > people were whispering to one another the
> > crimes of the D.W.I. Injun. In his Cadillac
> > (you're not going to believe such evil, H.S.)
> > the upstart, does-not-know-his-place Indian
> > had (GASP!) stuffed animals on the back seat.
>
> > He had the look and demeanor of a street bum.
> > Apparently the Starbucks message to Indians
> > and street-bums is, if you want to drink coffee
> > while Indian in a Starbucks, go to a Starbucks
> > on the Indian Reservation or in the ghetto --
> > if you can find a Starbucks there. Do Not
> > expect wealthy white women from Innis Arden
> > or Richmond Beach to share even a longish
> > Starbucks table with you. Howard, maybe you
> > could have signs made for all your upscale
> > Starbucks outlets: NO DOGS OR INDIANS ALLOWED.
>
> > I saw and heard the Shoreline police yell at
> > the Starbucks customer for smoking a cigarette
> > within twenty-five feet of the store entrance.
> > But besides the crime of assaulting your
> > Starbucks customer, Howard, the Shoreline
> > wealthy-women-defense-squad did not cite
> > the unfortunate Injun for any crime. Instead,
> > after he had walked around a bit, they led
> > him back to the Starbucks table and then
> > they assaulted the Native American Indian
> > by forcibly slamming him down into a metal
> > Starbucks chair. (Message to down-and-out
> > Indians and other minorities: Thank you
> > for daring to buy coffee at Starbucks;
> > if you dare to come back, you will be
> > arrested and jailed, after we assault you.)
> > They did not arrest the hapless, bewildered
> > Injun yesterday, but they made him sign a
> > paper authorizing his arrest and jailing
> > if he tries to come back to Starbucks #385.
>
> i remember a night while living on queene ann hill when a car came
> down the dead end street we lived on, turned around and dumped a woman
> on the street in the snow. i went down and with help from my wife we
> hauled this woman up to our house. her clothes were all gone and she
> was drunk, which didn't matter to me, i thought any real human needing
> help should get it, if she had been white i might have just called a
> cop to haul her away, but she wasn't so we took care of her for a few
> days, the wife giving her some clothes, i then took her back to the
> res to her home. she had been taken advantage of by those who dumped
> her and had bruises all over, her crime of getting dumped was being a
> native, pure and simple, the guys who dumped her were white. typical
> of many folks to hurt natives in seattle back then. the year was 1962.
>
> T.hat could be. *I am part Cherokee. *We lived in Wichita and my grandma
> begged me not to tell anyone for fear of what people would do to us or our
> house. *We moved to Edmonds in 1966. *I could not believe how accepting
> people were here.

Come drink coffee in Port Angeles as a Cherokee