Black, Red, Yellow and White Lies Matter Too: To Fix The House My Great Grandfathers Built

By Marie Arruda Machado Medici

Are we educated, or are we indoctrinated? What do we really know? How do we know these things? Let us now open our eyes, our ears, and our hearts and get ready for a brand-new narrative! It is time we take a hard look at our history books and get together to discuss what needs to be done to change things. We

• Language: English
• Publisher: Palmetto Publishing
• Release date: Jul 6, 2022
• ISBN: 9798885904223

Marie Arruda Machado Medici

Marie Medici is a disabled veteran and a special education teacher of more than 20 years. Originally from Hartford, Connecticut, the city her great-grandfather Thomas Hooker founded, she has deep ties to that whole area, where some of her other ancestors also owned land at the time of exploration. Marie's grandmother was a big inspiration for her as a child, a role later taken on by her parents, children, and grandchildren, as well as her faithful friends. Marie has been writing books since she was 18, and poems since the age of eight. She started writing her first poem one summer sitting at her grandparents' dining table at their farm. Her hobbies are collecting things, woodworking, reading, and writing. A recent family addition was Bubby, who is following in Tiger's footsteps, the best friend anyone could ever have, the best dog in the entire world.

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MYTHS 1–100

1. COVID-19

2. Natives!

3. Casinos and Taxes

4. African Slaves

5. Immigrants and Pilgrims

6. Warmongers

7. Homelands

8. White Men? Colonizers.

9. Extermination Myths

10. Real Indians?

11. Black Aboriginals

12. Africans and Blacks?

13. Racist Royals?

14. Endogamy? Inbred?

15. Data Myths

16. Reservation Life

17. Tribes and Slaughter

18. Love and War

19. European Nations

20. Civil War Myths

21. World Power and Domination

22. DNA Myths

23. Indian Defeat?

24. Pocahontas

25. Horses and Warriors

26. Mohawk Hairdo?

27. Northern Slavery

28. Slave Masters

29. Latinos/Ladinos

30. White Colonizers?

31. US Treaties

32. Treaty Land

33. The Racist South?

34. Confederacy

35. White Founders?

36. Presidents

37. Iberians

38. Canadian Myths

39. Conquistadors

40. Religious Beliefs

41. Gateway Ancestors

42. 1619–1620 Myths

43. Canucks

44. British Allies

45. Huron

46. Indian Savages?

47. Cowboys

48. 1776 Heroes

49. Africans/Irish

50. European History

51. The Vote

52. American Needs

53. Police

54. Socialism

55. Racism

56. Bigots

57. Bacon and Eggs!

58. W. E. B. Du Bois

59. Good Old King James!

60. Sachem Men Only?

61. Black Code Myths

62. Freedom For All?

63. African Conquistadors and?

64. White Europeans?

65. Washington

66. The Lockes

67. The Eatons

68. The Sinclairs

69. John Brown

70. Da Costa/Coste/Cote

71. Royal Privilege?

72. Religious Colonizers?

73. Names…

74. Revolutionary War

75. Denmark Vesey Myths

76. Black Africans?

77. Moors, Moor, and More!

78. President Taft

79. President Ford

80. The Loo

81. KJV Bible

82. Manifest of the Ships

83. Good Old Cotton!

84. Colon/Colom/Columbus!

85. Da Costa Wives

86. Roger Williams/Rhode Island

87. New Hampshire and All Colonies

88. Natives and Pilgrims

89. Mayflower Compact

90. Coco Chanel

91. Hebert (Ebert, Eber)

92. GW again!

93. Scots and Stews

94. Triangles and Trade!

95. Racist, Americans?

96. Fleece and Garter

97. English Language

98. Politics

99. Evolved Systems?

100. Only Black Lives Matter?

DEDICATIONS

This book is dedicated to my wonderful family: my mother; my father; my grandparents (RIP); my three daughters, Anastasia, Kayla, and Manuela; my two grandchildren, Hayden and Hunter; Joseph; all my siblings (with special thanks and dedication to Deborah, who worked behind the scenes to research at the Mormon Church); my niece and my nephews; my cousins; our longtime family dog Tiger (RIP); and my faithful friends. This book is also dedicated to the world (all creeds and races), especially the youth, as they are the future of humanity. There is only one race of people in this world.

We are it.

I dedicate this book to all the tribes of the world and to you; may we all realize someday that we come from different clans and not different species. I would also like to dedicate this book to all my teachers and students, even those I only met in passing, and to information and the world of information (and knowledge). Let us absorb all the knowledge we can. Knowledge is power; ignorance is weakness. We have moved from a world of next to zero information to a world of misinformation and superabundant information. May we all navigate it safely. This book is for the world and even for the man (or woman) living on the street with no food to eat. We are all important. We are all somebody.

We all matter.

Remember these quotes when you feel lost and every time you feel as if you do not matter:

Dr. Seuss (and others) once said, To the world, you may be one person, but to one person, you may be the world.

Mahatma Gandhi (Mohandas) once said, Be the change you wish to see in the world.

May you be blessed in all you do.

We must all be very careful that in not wanting to be a victim, we do not all become perpetrators. (Fear of becoming victimized should not motivate us to hurt others.)

Many of us have endured extensive trauma throughout our lives; the danger begins when we view our individual trauma as a license to traumatize others. (Our hurt does not give us the right to hurt others.)

Nobody is better at oppressing others than those who have been oppressed themselves. (My oppressed ancestors from Spain, Portugal, and other places oppressed another group of people, my American Indian ancestors.)

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Dear Reader,

Please do not read this book if you are not ready for a new narrative. Many may not be. Please do not read if you do not wish to hear the other side of history. A great deal of his story is about my family—it is essentially their story. I wish to correct it, especially for the youth. It is OK if the world is not ready, but I am going to tell their stories regardless. I am going to free the ancestors once and for all. Remember, too, that your DNA and family tree have a story just like mine. This book is not an exposé on my family—more precisely, my ancestry—but I hope and intend that it will be appreciated for what it is, the simple truth, the truth of my family history and my DNA, to the best of my knowledge.

I pray that this book does not get turned into a racialized, biased topic of conversation (or a weapon); rather, I hope that it gets turned into a source of open conversation among all worldly races, young and old, so that they can address a lying narrative, or rather big lies about family, my family, to be exact. (Let us begin healing as a planet.) Maybe we have all been duped and bamboozled by his story and our very own ancestors. Nobody really knows. Will we ever?

His story is mostly a lying thing, or rather a controlled narrative that is always evolving. It has also become racialized over time (and has drifted away from topics of religious freedom). Thus, this twisted narrative is my first motivation for writing this book. This is my family (before 1619, 1620, the Mayflower and Plymouth Colony, Cape Hatteras, Virginia Colony, Nova Scotia, South America, Central America, the Caribbean, and more). Since the world is telling our story (and has always been telling our story), I will tell it too, my way, to the best of my ability at this present time, according to my knowledge of DNA, family tree research, documents and ships’ manifests, and genetic and chromosome mapping.

As the American Indian activist Russell Means once said, It is now time to correct the history books. I wish to clear the air and open the conversation so that we can correct as many of the history books as possible. I pledge to tell my truth, which is essentially my family’s truth. Joan of Arc once said, One life is all we have, and we live it as we believe in living it. But to sacrifice what you are and to live without belief, that is a fate more terrible than dying. My belief is in telling the truth (no matter how uncomfortable it is), and I believe in telling it to the world. Today is a good day to start. We all deserve to know our story.

I have read countless fabrications and falsities and have witnessed so much global fighting (especially in the United States) over my family stories and lies, so I feel obligated to tell my side, or rather theirs, and to free them up to rest in peace just like all other ancestors of the world. This book is in no way the end-all and be-all, but hopefully it sets a spark in others to learn about themselves, their raw truth, and the world’s raw truth. As William Shakespeare once said, Truth needs no color, beauty, no pencil.

I remember how a few schools would not hire me because I didn’t have the same idea of equity as they might have had. I challenge them now to recognize that I just might have been working on the biggest project of equity there ever was (they just weren’t aware)! I am giving the common people the truth and knowledge and lighting the spark for more to do the same. Life is interesting and life with knowledge even more so. You are free to explore the back matter and begin your personal journey from there. I wish you well; we are all connected. We are all related. To the reader out there who simply wants to learn, I applaud you. To the reader out there who wishes to remain, as many might say, stuck on stupid, I say to you, good luck with that!

The common thread in all my ancestry, regardless of whether you are talking about the red man, the yellow man, the white man, or the black man (there are those ridiculous color words again), is that we have all lost everything, and when I say everything, I mean everything. Every single one of my Indigenous American grandmothers lost their status in Canada many years ago, regardless of their tribe. My great-grandmother Marie (there’s a whole story behind the name Marie as well) is listed all over history books as the first Indigenous woman to marry a colonizer (and lose Native status but the family line is in charge of one of the Canadian Abenaki bands to this day), and as a descendant incidentally, of others who lost everything (status, connections, etc. as well as the Spanish, French, and Portuguese connections to the early Orders) more precisely Knights (and nothing but knights, high sheriffs, lords, clan chiefs, etc.) whose surnames are recorded in the book Jews and Muslims in Early Colonial American History: A Genealogical History. My mother’s maternal grandfather is rumored to have been a duke who lost everything, and when I say everything, boy, do I mean it; his mother was a duchess on record. He lost everything, his estate (including his diamond and optical store, etc.), his millions, and we went without.

Moving on to my other Indigenous American ancestors (i.e., in Mexico, Peru, etc.)—well, we all know what they lost. And finally, there is good old King James, the Plantagenets, Rurik (founder of the Russian Empire), and more. There is nothing but loss everywhere my family looks, yet we (my family) are still the bloodline descendants of the founders of the first monarchies in several countries (not just Europe but South America, etc.) I laugh to myself when people don’t recognize my Spanish heritage, yet it is my grandparents who named the countries such as Peru, Mexico, Dominican Republic, Puerto Rico, etc. and more, that they are citizens of, and claim heritage from, although whites and others do not recognize this either. People never know what conversation to have whenever I am around. I say let us all talk now.

Freeing my dead family members from the tokenhood and exploitation of false agendas is not my only motivation, but I hope that they can now earn their right to rest in peace. We are all related. My mitochondrial DNA (mtDNA) matches Mary Magdalene’s and Mumia Juanita of Peru’s, and my paternal grandmother’s mtDNA matches that of many Egyptian mummies. My family has the blood of enemies running through our veins! I have recently been researching my famed Medici ancestors, mostly through my mother’s lines, and have found that I descend from the Visconti family as well, through my father’s lines and mother’s too. Boy have I been lied to, and maybe all of us have! We have surely underestimated the involvement of Italy in the colonization of the Americas. Let us never forget alliances. Both families were enemies at one time and ruled their own regions of Italy, but I have their blood flowing through my veins! Then, there are the Della Scala, who were allied with the Visconti, and the ancient nobles d’Este (as in Santo Domingo d’Este de Guzman aka Dominican Republic) and da Carrera, a.k.a. the Carreresi (Carrera) family of Padua (feudal lords) as well. These are all my people.

I have ancestors whose bloodlines are native to the Americas (from several enemy tribes or from alliances), various Asian countries (enemy countries), and more. My family’s DNA matches that of people from all over the globe (but of course it would, since I am a descendant of all the world colonizers and all). I have always been taught that people of Puerto Rican descent are more mixed than many around the world, but then I found out that I may be more mixed than them! Hello, world family! Life is about alliances, and my family story is one of the best examples of it. There are many family stories of the Knights Templar, kings and popes (yes), and American Indians of the Northeast allying through blood. Perhaps all the world has by now.

Every one of the family lines that I have uncovered is royal, and that includes my American Indian ancestors (and my North African and Asian ancestors). I wasted a great deal of time searching for only slaves. My dead ancestors are hurting and possibly rolling around in their graves because of the way in which the world has misused them and exploited them. Our world is stuck in a bad spot, and we are wasting healing time celebrating FAKE holidays! We are in dark times now, and I only wish to shed some light upon the darkness. Along with freeing some of the world’s people who are stuck in a time-warped fog or time capsule fighting over outdated and redacted racialized narratives (I am reiterating here: my family narratives, possibly yours too), my motivators are the real racists and supremacists (of all creeds) out there. We all know one—you know, the racist or supremacist who does not even know that he is racist but calls everyone else a racist. Ironically, there are many as many call them haters out there, but are haters too, but let them be and as people say do you!

My other motivation is the person who tells me who I am and will tell you who you are without even knowing first who they are. This is the person who judges me (and judges you) based on outward appearances and draws absurd conclusions from nothing but skin color. It is the hateful and envious rumor-spewing person who motivates me. We all know the type(s). They find fault in everyone but themselves.

Recently, a student in the hallway, as I left my middle school classroom, asked me whether I was in a gang (of course referring to my Plantagenet T-shirt), and I let her stew over it for a bit and then said, Yes, I am from the biggest gang in the world. Just kidding! Lol! For this reason and more (the area is rumored as having a lot of gang activity), and because I tend to sport tee shirts with Royal (Noble) Coats of Arms (Medici, King James, Tudors, etc.) and family crests (Kennedys, Campbells, Sinclairs, etc.) under my blazers, this student assumed I was in a gang. Of course, she was probably aware I was Spanish as well, so her judgment (or lack thereof) may have been slightly influenced by that. I have also had a few conversations about good old Columbus (more precisely Colon) where educated people would refuse to drop the age old bogus narratives and racialized lies about my grandfather himself (even when others show enough proof against their contrary opinions)! I am putting myself out there (it’s downright dangerous in some parts of America (especially New York) to admit to the Colon and Medici connections for some reason—I mean this!) by sharing my family history, and maybe one day, you will also share yours. We are all related and connected through DNA and spirit.

Let’s face it, reader (world)—we’ve all been bamboozled!

I always say to people, Learn my story, as it is the dominant story, although even people who work in education systems (another system my ancestors created: the first schools, the first colleges, the first universities, and more) do not want to hear anything about it, or learn about it, even as they are all affected by it (more so than they may ever know) and also teach it. I am very passionate about fighting school corruption just as the constitution, for the simple reason my grandfathers founded them! The thing is my story may be your story (or theirs). We may be related, and your story may be my story. But if you never learn your own story or your family story, you will never know who you are, and others will tell your story for you in their own ways.

Who knows? Maybe many of us share a story. They say that one-third of all people who have at least some European blood or DNA are all related through Charlemagne, of course. And further, if you can track Charlemagne’s ancestry through the lines of even just a few kings (King James and Richard II are perfect examples of this—they are my grandfathers a few times over!), you are probably related to all of them in some manner or another. I know my history, and much of the world may not know that history is mine. (Many do not even believe me when I show evidence like my descendancy from Diego Colon, among others maybe they think I am not proud of my white or black or whatever ancestors, but you see, I am proud of all my ancestors no matter the color); for example, white people always want to try to teach me how to be white because they think I am only white and do not know who I am, and they want to show me what music I should be listening to, who I should associate with, among other things. People of color may view me as a traitor—yet I am proud of all my ancestors and know my bloodlines! However, it is they who do not know who they are.) But they’re reading about my history, and they are pledging allegiance, literally, when they hang my ancestors’ flags or celebrate their holidays (Take 1619, for example—according to research, I am related to all those on the boat, yet I am NOT African American, and let us not FORGET my grandfather Matthieu Da Costa of Canada, who is always MISTAKEN for an African!)

Of course, many people today are also making vows and honoring my ancestors, who founded clubs, societies (Templars and other Orders) and organizations (Mary Magdalene, American Orders and Masonry, and possibly the Boule) and the remnants (descendants) remain and are running the world today (This includes almost every town, city, and country). I was once angered by the establishment, then I realized I was it! I know now why my family establishment originated and continues today. When the cat is away the mouse will always play! Even in my own family (regardless of all the Medici lines, pope relatives, bishops, founders of the world and all its systems, etc., kings, queens, etc.) we are harassed, assaulted and threatened by commoners.

People always seem to wonder how this could happen. How could my family have fallen so hard? How could they have been so poor? Funny--Italians always used to get mad at me when I said I was not Italian (of course before I found out I was), but I challenge people here: Think about it—does anyone honestly think that if I knew of my royal and noble connections sooner, that I would want to keep my Medici (Este, da Carrera, Della Scala, Visconti, etc…) lines a secret, especially the royal ones (Royal Medici lines and others—Why on earth would I do that, especially since I (and my family) have been a victim—survivor of unmentionable things at the hands of others all my life?)? It also seems to me, that people get angry about our bloodlines which they may not have themselves!

I have been contemplating beginning a lawsuit against one of my jobs (I should have pursued one against my prior job for discrimination) because they began treating me differently and made my job very difficult. With that said, my family (including myself) is used to being bullied, threatened, harassed, assaulted, etc., but this was the first time in my life where I thought I might have been treated poorly just for being a Medici and not my disabilities! I realized shortly after sharing my press release with higher-ups that even so-called high-ranking people just might have been jealous! Recently, I read in a magazine that the 8-year-old Prince George was being bullied by classmates! It happens---no one believes that people of royal and noble blood would be harassed, bullied, assaulted, etc., but oh yes! No one would believe that any of these things would ever happen to a Medici, but oh yes, they do! Astounding to say the least!

It is becoming more and more apparent with the more research I do that all of my ancestors from every country (at least ten in Europe alone) and more in other countries (such as North African and Asian Countries, but also the Americas-yes!) were Templars (and apparent founders!) in one form or another, and that includes the kings, dukes, lords, Holy Roman emperors, and so on and women as well, although I’m still researching many of the queens. It is also becoming clear that the Vatican, Rome, popes, cardinals, archbishops, bishops, Templars, and so on may have gotten along a little better than we have been told. I would not be here writing this book today if there had been no collaboration whatsoever between the Roman Catholic Church and the Templars (who by the way, claim to have survived and are living among us-they are trying to clear up the misconceptions that they all disappeared and/or merged or morphed into the Free Masons) underground or possibly among similar related groups.

I could list many of my ancestors’ organizations, clubs, and slang names, but I have dedicated a section to that, almost solely for the purpose of waking the world up! I want the world to avoid tearing down the house(s) my grandfathers built; of course, I am referring to the Founding Fathers of the Americas and the world, both the Indigenous and non-Indigenous Founding Fathers. Although I am still amid family research regarding my Boule (Boulay, etc.) ancestors, both of my parents descend from at least one line, as well as many others. (In case anyone is unaware, there is an organization named Boule. Hello, cousins!) It is time we look a little more deeply before crucifying certain cultures and people alive today who had nothing to do with history one hundred years ago, two hundred years ago, five hundred years ago—or with ancient history—when, in fact, our ancestors (yours and mine!) had everything to do with it. They wrote the books, designed the narratives and taught us what to think, and as many historians and educators say, we now need to learn how to think.

People really do not know how much time humans have left to get right with the Creator (regardless of what we call him, most agree on one entity that created all peoples and tribes of the world); we are still on a journey to praise him and please him and him only. However, it may not seem that we are doing so, or are even close to doing so, as we observe the world (our world). I always say that no one alive today is to blame for what happened to our ancestors (or to anyone else’s ancestors, for that matter), unless, of course, you want to be realistic and say that all our ancestors were to blame and thus that we all have the blood of colonizers and abusers and barbarians and more in our veins.

Regarding the good old black and white issue and conversation, people must know by now that when we say European, it does not always mean white (I mean, there cannot be anyone out there currently foolish enough to believe otherwise, right?), and we all know what the Europeans did to Indigenous peoples all over the world. With that said, this claim means that black people, as European people of color, and some American Indians, or what have you (specifically my ancestors, who were moving about all over the Americas as natives and new settlers, even before Columbus and who were alongside him, partnered with him, colonized, and enslaved). This narrative is probably not what you’ve heard.

With that said, we all know what the Europeans or so-called Europeans did to the American Indians, so that also means we must acknowledge that black people were heavily involved in the colonization of the American Indians and others all over the globe! In my case (based on DNA and extensive family tree research), I have not yet found any so-called white people among the early colonizers who civilized my American Indian ancestors, and by early colonizers, I mean those before Columbus, during the era of Columbus, and shortly after. It would be fitting to note here that Matthew Restall has made the claim in quite a few of his books that some tribes allied with the Spanish to colonize other tribes. This is no doubt the case in the history of my very own ancestors. The Indian elites allied with Spanish elites and contrary to what many people believe the conquistadors were not peasants!

To reiterate, it is a bit difficult for me to understand why Columbus is the most hated in much of the world when there are codices (literally codices, including depictions of his famed cousin Bloody Guzman [the bodyguard and relative of Charles V as well as many other conquistadors of North and South America and the Caribbean too!] and others) that picture my black (not white) ancestor(s) doing horrific things to Indigenous Americans. This is obvious in the Codex Borgia and the ever-famous Codex Telleriano-Remensis. Look at the painting of Charles V, the Holy Roman emperor, entitled The Incan Kings and Carlos Quinto. You can look on Pinterest, Google, and so on. He is all over the place. These were not all white men!

Of course, I am not making any excuses for the most hated here, or any others, but we must be fair. Does the world hate Columbus because they think he was white? What is white, anyway? An invented scapegoat? What is black? What is guilt? Are the guilty only white? Now that much of the world knows that there were black Europeans, could there also be black guilt (remember the black Europeans who were heavily involved in the colonization of the Americas-aka the Spaniards)? If there is no guilt, that is not good. Guilt is a sign of conscience, I always say. If there is no guilt, then there is no conscience, correct? We must take another look at his story, not just the story of Columbus but all his story. It is time to acknowledge (or investigate) what has been done to cultures all over the world, and it is time to reconcile. We must rebuild the world together as one tribe, one world.

There is an Indigenous American musician named Okema who mentions no apologies (for the American Indians) in one of his songs. Believe it or not, America may be one of the last countries in the world to apologize to its Indigenous peoples. Canada has done it and Germany too. Spain has begun some conversations about reconciliation with Mexico, and Poland and Australia are leading the world by giving back what was taken from the Indigenous peoples of their lands so long ago. Since America and some other parts of the world are stuck, I will now say this to the world: I will pledge to be the first descendant (or niece, etc.) of popes, cardinals, bishops, emperors and Holy Roman emperors, lords, founders, colonizers, Pilgrims, settlers, magistrates, governors, mayors, chieftains, high sheriffs, merchants, treasurers, high officers of the Royal Navy, planters, encomenderos (look that one up), sisters (nuns) and fathers (in Canada in particular), militiamen, conquistadors, kings, queens, and more to do it publicly because someone must. It is long overdue.

I have acknowledged and embraced the fact that as my DNA matches that of people of almost every continent around the world (of course it would—Grand Masters, etc. and family is still scattered all over to this day-take a good look at the Habsburg Coat of Arms and the clue lies right before us in the bloodlines of the people and on the crest!), my ancestors were heavily involved in colonization (of the Americas and the rest of the world-just look at the flags), and my other ancestors were colonized but also made alliances with the colonizers (Read up on Henri Membertou the baptized Mi’kmaq Sachem Chief and his relationship with Christianity-this continues today with the tribe). You, the reader, must know this; the world must know this. I acknowledge what has been done to my other family, the Indigenous Americans, all of what has been done to them, the same people of the land on which Americans live today.

Although I have claimed that I feel sorry for none of my ancestors, sometimes that is not entirely true.