And They Let The Blood Flow: A Horrible Genocide Hidden From History

By Julius Kane

It was the most Godless place on earth. An island where European men could act on their every whim. Serial killers roamed the countryside accompanied by mass murderers, psychpaths, and rapists. This book introduces Americans to a hidden genocide most know nothing about. It is a horribly true story that's not for the faint of heart. It is a story

• Language: English
• Publisher: Maverick Media Group
• Release date: May 4, 2023
• ISBN: 9781088121467

Julius Kane

Julius Kane is a businessman who resides in the DMV area. In his spare time he performs community outreach services.

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And They Let the Blood Flow

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Two-hundred miles South of Australia and a thousand miles from most people’s imaginations, lies an island the size of West Virginia. It’s a forgotten place haunted by the ghosts of the past- from voices buried deep beneath her soil. It was a land that time forgot; and rightfully so. Because time was infinite to generation after generation after generation of the Tasmanian peoples. There were no clocks to punch, buildings to build, taxes to file or cut off notices laced with threatening words.

Time and centuries passed by this isolated island and so did mankind’s technological advances. Fear,  debt, and anxiety lived on the other side of the planet where the struggle to survive was ongoing. The world had moved forward without them, and the Tasmanians never knew the difference because they had nothing to compare it to. The inhabitants of this island paradise were cut off from mainland Australia thousands of years ago; when the oceans rose and changed the trajectory of their lives forever. They were a people completely on their own, untethered by time and untouched by man.

They were blissfully ignorant of the civilizations being built in their absence. But that was all about to change. In 1803 there were approximately 5-7 thousand Aboriginals on the island of Tasmania and by 1876 only their memories remained. It was the fastest and most exacting genocide ever recorded. And since there was no census taken, these estimates likely far exceeded what was reported by the British.

Anthropologists have found crude tools in the mountainous region of the island that dates back thousands of years. They were the remnants of the very first inhabitants and the forbearers of those we call Tasmanians today. The island was named after Dutch explorer Abel Tasman who is credited with ‘discovering’ the island and being the first European to map and explore New Zealand as well.

The famed Captain Cook visited the island’s inhabitants in 1777. He wrote and depicted the Natives he encountered as being friendly, carefree, and completely naked- with wooly hair. He also noted that the island people, for some reason, did not eat scale fish. This was highly unusual and the first-time islanders excluded scale fish from their diets. In all likelihood it was born of a tradition whose origin died centuries before.

In 1793 French scientists arrived with a deep interest in agriculture and horticulture. For the first time the world was exposed to countless species of plant life; exotic and animated. There was rich soil for planting and vegetation that could be plucked and eaten outright. They would learn how to grow vegetables, flowers and fruits. There were caves to explore. Mountains that begged to be climbed. And colorful wildlife that met an abundance of sea life. Everything on the island sung of life as opposed to the cold, hostile climate that was Europe. It was an exhilarating experience to Europeans who’d only known war, poverty and class struggle.

The French scientists drew detailed, vivid pictures of the island’s Native peoples as well. They were described as having smooth, dark skin, void of blemishes. Their hair was tightly curled and wooly. And to the astonishment of Europeans, their smiles exposed white teeth without a hint of decay. The naked men and women were a surprising culture shock to the explorers. Their nude bodies did not evade onlookers. They weren’t embarrassed because shame had not yet been assigned.

The Natives and visitors examined each other’s bodies with childlike curiosity; staring, touching, and acknowledging their outward differences. The Natives were puzzled as to why no women were on board the ship, which took some time to explain. The particulars of their daily lives were of great interest to the Europeans. They were a people who lived without politics, trade wars, revolts, diseases, or the modern nuances that machinery and industry brought.

The visitors were invited to sit and eat with the Aboriginals who showed them the upmost hospitality. They shared their food and understood that the universal language of breaking bread was a prelude to friendship. They spoke through hand gestures and broad facial expressions. And now it would become obvious how primitive the island’s peoples truly were. They had less than two dozen technological devices. Their only