“Up there on the plains;
Above the Canyon wall,
The Snow Bull shakes His mane! O! My God!
The Great White Buffalo!”
The Nez Perce thought that their predilections for driving game with “controled” prairie burns and willful conspiritorial contracting with European adventurers as guides/traders/mercenaries would lead to a more fair-handed Final Powwow With Whitey than the settlements given to the Peoples formerly known as Neighboring Tribes. Hell, they had even adopted a French name as, well, Lengue Franca for their clan of clans. Chief Joseph, bearer of that most Potent Occidental moniker shared by both my half-Apache father and the Earthly paternal trustee of Jesus, surely felt that lines had been crossed. This was not the calling plan they had signed up for during the Introductory Period.
No one expects Enclosure.
Don’t feel too bad for the indigenous peasentry; the Iroquois had an Enclosure schema wrapped up in the Federalism established by thier constitution that was so niffty we took thier land AND thier jurisprudence.
It was a turn-key system.
“Anyone who vented their anger by damaging partitioning fences could expect harsh teatment. In the ‘main features’ of the Haute Huntre, Lincs. – Enclosure Act, 1767 the penalties for wilfull and malicious cutting, breaking down, burning or demolishing of any division fence were a fine of £5 to £20 for the first offence [or 1 to 2 months imprisonment], a £10 to £40 fine [or a 6 to 12 month sentence], and ‘transportation for 7 years as a felon’ for the third offence.”
Let us give thanks to our Displaced Ancestors for handing down the Iron Fist of American Property Law prior to having it used against them at rifle point; for they illustrated thusly what the eventual harvest becomes when one sows Elitism with a Seed Gun.