Tuesday, March 18, 2014

White Man--It's What's for Dinner; Rockefeller Scion Met His End in the Multicultural Paradise of Asmat, New Guinea, Where Men Routinely Had Sex with Each Other, Swapped Wives, Drank Each Other’s Urine, and Ate Humans

Re-posted by Nicholas Stix

The misspellings (“an overturn catamaran,” “Dicovery,” “tribemen”) and romanticization of the savage Asmat (“Unfortunate son,” “sacred rules”) are all on the Daily Mail.


Cannibal killing finally revealed: The gruesome details of how Rockefeller heir was gutted and cooked by the Asmat tribe of New Guinea

  • How a tribesman howled and drove his spear into Michael Rockefeller’s floating ribs as the scion swam for his life
  • Michael's head was scalped, cut across the face from the root of the nose to the nape of the neck and cooked
  • His ribs were broken with an ax, his sternum ripped out, his arms and legs cut off and his entrails pulled out – all the while the men were chanting
  • The Asmat tribesmen had sex with each other, they shared wives, they drank each other’s urine, and gave the chief oral sex
  • They spread Michael’s blood all over their bodies: ‘They were coated in Michael Rockefeller’

By Caroline Howe

07:30 EST, 18 March 2014
08:40 EST, 18 March 2014
Daily Mail

Floating adrift on an overturn [sic] catamaran off the coast of southwest New Guinea on November 21, 1961, Michael C. Rockefeller, the 23-year old son of New York governor Nelson Rockefeller and future Vice President [sic], decided to swim what he estimated to be some five to ten miles to shore in the remotest corner of the world.

[N.S.: That should read: “Michael C. Rockefeller, the 23-year-old son of New York governor and future Vice President Nelson Rockefeller…”]

His expedition partner René Wessing waited for him on the overturned wooden hull where they had been marooned for twenty-four hours.

'I really don’t think you should go,' Wessing told his friend.

'No, it’ll be okay. I think I can make it,' Michael replied.

With that he was in the water with the two empty gasoline cans tied to his military-style belt and started kicking slowly in what he estimated to be a ten-hour swim ahead of him.

Sauer, the head of the Jisar Jeu, draped in necklaces made of the teeth of dogs and wild boars
Unfortunate son: Asmat tribesman Sauer is the son of one of the five men murdered by a Dutchman overseeing the colony before Rockefeller arrived in New Guinea. Michael's death was in retaliation for the murders.

Michael Rockefeller in Hollandia, Dutch New Guinea, shown in a Asmat canoe shortly before his disappearance
Last hours: Michael is shown in an Asmat canoe shortly before his disappearance. It was long believed he drowned but the reason why he vanished was far more sinister.

Villagers of Pirien/Jisar complete the roof of Jisar's new jeu.
Villagers at work: Members of an Asmat tribe completing the roof of a new tribesman's home.

It would be the last time Michael Rockefeller would be seen alive. An extensive sea, air and land search turned up nothing, and the mystery surrounding his disappearance left the Rockefellers—and the
world—perplexed. They assumed he drowned.

They were wrong.

He was tortured, beheaded and eaten in a ritualistic cannibal killing by a notoriously violent New Guinea tribe.

It took decades and extensive research in the Netherlands as well as the remote island in southwest New Guinea and meeting with the Asmat tribesmen for the full story and cover-up to emerge - according to journalist Carl Hoffman in his riveting new book, Savage Harvest, published this week by William Morrow.

After the long swim, Rockefeller saw the shoreline.

He had almost reached safety – but for the flotilla of canoes that were nestled in the trees – and the native men.

There were 50 of them waiting in eight 40’ long canoes at this early 6am hour when the sun had just started to rise.

They reached for their spears thinking it was a crocodile but when Michael rolled over onto his stomach, they saw it was a man --- and they recognized him from having been in the village.

His name was Mike.

These natives were muscular and strong, black-skinned with pierced septums the size of dimes.

They wasted no time and paddled quickly out to the swimming man, surrounding him and towing him into shore.

Ber, son of Sombai and the headman of Pirien, a village adjacent to Otsjanep
Revenge: Ber, head of one of the Asmat villages, was related to the men who killed Michael Rockefeller. He was killed by the tribemen [sic] as revenge for the murder of five of their own by a Dutchman overseeing the colony.

Ajim, the head of one of the five men’s houses that comprised the Asmat village of Otsjanep, turned to Pep, who had killed more people than any of the tribesmen and collected more heads.

He was fearless and Ajim encouraged Pip to act.

'He howled and arched his back and drove his spear into the white man’s floating ribs. Michael screamed, groaned a deep, inhuman sound,' writes the author, and they pulled Michael into a canoe.

'They had done this dozens of times following sacred rules that defined their lives and spirituality, made them men.

'They were about to take his power, become him, and restore balance to the world.'

The fifty men in canoes rowed south on the Ewta River and turned into the shoreline that was soft mud where they dragged Michael out of the canoe and slapped him on his skull.

'This is my head!' screamed one of the tribe.

'Fin and Pep and Ajim held his chest off the ground and pushed his head forward and with one blow of an ax in the back of his neck, Michael Rockefeller was dead.

Michael Rockefeller in New Guinea
Adrift: Michael swam for the life of his friend after their catamaran overturned off the coast of New Guinea. He travelled there on an artifact-finding mission for his father's museum back home.

'Ajim turned him over and thrust into his throat with a bamboo knife, then pressed the head back until the vertebrae cracked.'

Rockefeller was now sacred meat.

A deep cut was made from the anus to the neck, down the side of Michael’s trunk to the armpit, across the collarbone to the throat and down the other side.

It was the ancestral ritual on how to butcher a man. But this was a white man so this ritual was performed in secret.

His ribs were broken with an ax, his sternum ripped out, his arms and legs cut off and his entrails pulled out – all the while the men were chanting.

‘It was sacred violence,’ said the author.

Michael’s head was scalped, cooked and cut across the face from the root of the nose to the nape of the neck. A small hole two inches in diameter was cut in his scull [sic].

'They shook the brains out onto the leaf of a palm, scraped inside the skull with a knife to get every last bite, then mixed the mass with sago, wrapped the leaf up, and roasted it on the fire. This food was special.'

Dutch patrol officer Wim Van de Waal showing Nelson Rockefeller and Mary, Michael's twin sister around Pirimapun a few days after Michael's disappearance
Without a trace: A Dutch patrol office shows then Governor Nelson Rockefeller (in white shorts) and Michael's twin sister Mary around the area where the 23-year-old disappeared.

Nelson Rockefeller and Rene Wassing (left) examine the gasoline can that was picked up by the Dutch Navy. It may have been one the cans that Michael had attached to his belt when he swam to shore
Dicovery [sic]: Rockefeller picks up the gasoline can that was picked up by the Dutch Navy. Michael had two such cans attached to his belt when he took his fatal swim to shore.

When it was all over, they wrapped what remained of the skull in banana leaves, packed it in one of the canoes and paddled home.

The reason for Michael's horrific killing was revenge. Before Michael arrived, the Dutch had taken over the archipelago and the man overseeing the colony, Max Lapre, had ordered five elite Asmats to be gunned down.,

A recent graduate of Harvard, Michael Rockefeller had been to Dutch New Guinea on a prior trip in October 1961 with René Wassing on an artifact-finding mission for the Museum of Primitive Art that his father had founded in New York in 1957.

He knew this ethnic tribe, Asmats, that has lived cloistered from civilization for more than 40,000 years when they first arrived on the island.

He had visited 13 villages in three weeks on his first trip --- bartering steel and tobacco for their hand-created bowls, shields, spears and the most sacred objects – the bisj poles, objects that are dedicated to the dead.

The first trip was a big success but one trip wasn’t enough.

'He never would have said it out loud, but he carried a sense of destiny. A bigness,' writes the author.

'A self-confidence he was barely aware of. Plus he was a Rockefeller.

'Sometimes it was a burden, sometimes a gift, but it defined him, even when he didn’t want it to. His great grandfather had been the richest man in the world.

'His father was governor of the state of New York, had just run for president of the United States. In epic survival situations, will is everything, and Michael’s will was as big as a will could be.

Sauer (left), son of Samut, killed by Max Lapre, and the head of the Jisar Jeu, looking at photos taken by Michael Rockefeller in the unfinished Jew [sic], Pirien village
Legacy lost: Tribesmen look at photos taken by Michael during his visit to one of the villages.

‘He wasn’t just swimming for his life. He was swimming for René, who needed to be rescued.

He was swimming for his father Nelson. For his twin sister, Mary. For the Asmat themselves, in a way, because he had collected so much of their beautiful art that he wanted to share with his father, with Robert Goldwater at the Museum of Primitive Art, with his best friend, Sam Putnam, with the world.'

An exhaustive search by land, sea and air would, of course, find no trace of his body.

While rumors circulated that he had made it to shore and had been eaten by the local Asmat, the Dutch government denied any such possibility.

The Rockefeller family didn’t know the truth.

The search was called off and Michael was declared dead by drowning in 1964.

That didn’t end years of speculation as to what happened to the body or even a shred of clothing.

The author, Carl Hoffman, who is also a contributing editor at National Geographic Traveler, decided to take on the assignment of unraveling the mystery.

Traveling to the Netherlands, he went through hundreds of pages of original letters, cables, reports and other never-before-seen documents in the Dutch colonial archives, the records of the Dutch missionaries as well as records of the Catholic Churches.

Author of the book, Carl Hoffman, pictured here with Kokai, a former headman of Pirien village (standing behind him wearing a baseball cap) and his family, in Pirien
Fond farewell: The author(kneeling center) poses with Kokai, a former headman of the Asmat village of Pirien (in a baseball cap behind him) and his family.

He learned that the Dutch government and the local Church authorities did indeed know what had happened to Michael and remained silent to the public and to Michael’s parents.

The book: Author Carl Hoffman has traveled to more than 70 countries in his work as a travel writer
The book: Author Carl Hoffman has traveled to more than 70 countries in his work as a travel writer

Hoffman traveled to Asmat, consisting of 10,000 square miles of swamps and rivers with no road and spent four months there.

He lived with the sons of the men who had been named as Michael’s killers in the reports.

These early tribal men were primitive and practiced every taboo known to the Western world.

Men had sex with each other, they shared wives, they drank each other’s urine, and sucked the penis of the chief of Basim.

They killed their neighbors and hunted human heads and ate human flesh.

This was a 'complex spiritual world balanced by ceremonies, ritual and reciprocal violence,' writes Hoffman.

'No death just happened. Even sickness came at the hands of the spirits.'

The author believes the Rockefellers knew the truth after the AP ran a wire story where a priest recounted Michael being cannibalized and eaten by the Asmats.

The Dutch government denied it was true and the newspaper rescinded the story.

No Rockefeller has returned to Asmat nor publicly accepted any other version than Michael drowned.


Anonymous said...

The NOBLE "primitive" man is just a myth.

It seems many "primitive" societies engage in such practices, cannibalism, torture, etc. Wage war in some cases on an epic scale.

Revenge is a major part of tribal lore and relished.

At least Rockefeller met his gruesome end rather quickly and was spared a lot of pain.

American Indians, the NOBLE red men is another myth. Depending on which tribe we speak about, they in some cases were brutal, barbaric, harsh, experts at making war, torture, practiced slavery on a widespread scale.


And all that before the coming of the whitey man.

The PDK Herald/Crier Project said...

I heard this story back in 1992. At the time it both gave me the heebee jeebees, and elicited an old, vague memory of this story from my childhood.

I was born in July 1954, and I remember hearing on the news, from a kitchen radio, the story of the Boston Strangler, Frank Sinatra Jr.'s kidnapping and a weak recollection of Rockefeller.

If it were not for miscegenation with we whites the American negro would look more like their cannibal cousins of the Pacific shown here.

Miscegenation is draining our white gene pool as if it were a swamp.

After the old man Rockefeller, the family went downhill.

John D. Rockefeller was, after adjusting for inflation, by far and away, the richest man that ever lived.

He was the Secretariat of wealth creation.

Unfortunately, we whites are giving our wealth, the family farm away. When we no longer have our wealth, what shall we do?

From the Sanctuary, I'm PDK: Thank you.

Anonymous said...

Yes, the "noble" savage is a myth but primal people were not necessarily any more savage and evil than modern people. They certainly didn't devastate the natural world or pollute it the way we do. Also, most primal peoples were as disgusted with cannibilism as modern people. The exception seemed to be the southern pacific islander peoples, I'm not sure why but it did seem to be a part of their culture. Jerry

Anonymous said...

I saw this on the MSN headline page and have to comment.
Is there a black thug that isn't an aspiring rapper?

Jay Santos said...

Fascinating story. Unfortunately, the church refugee racket, now having learned about the delightful Asmat people and seeing how black they are, will have 400,000 of them in US before the end of the year.

Baloo said...

You gotta love that one "Anonymous" comment. They torture and eat people, but they don't pollute. Hey, maybe they thought Rockefeller was polluting with those cans and were punishing him for it!
Anyhow, I've lined and commented on this, and added an appropriate cartoon, here:
Concerning the New Guinea cannibals who ate Michael Rockefeller.

Anonymous said...

Performed oral sex on their tribal leader?

Sounds like a board meeting of the Democratic National Committee.

Anonymous said...

Ah, the Papua New Guineans.. Such nobility and there is so much we can learn from this exceedingly wise and intelligent race. Who would have known to collect human brain in banana leaves without them? And of course there is this tidbit which surely has leftist/Marxists excited everywhere:

But far from our planet's only cannibals, there are firsthand witness accounts of African cannibalism within the last ten years and from several different parts of Africa. From Congo to Liberia there are accounts of cannibalizing corpses of enemies. From apparently much of the continent there are reports of eating albino Africans for their reputed health benefits.

Thank goodness we are importing these benighted and enlightened people by the tens or hundreds of thousands to enrich our lives here in America. Finally I understand all the reports of Africans going cannibal here in the States is simply an expression of their culture and therefore must be celebrated rather than criminalized.

Ghetto Lobster - It's what's for dinner

Stan d Mute

Anonymous said...

Big money only lasts about three generations in American society. This Michael was the fourth generation and after him the name Rockefeller seems not to be spoken so widely as it once was.

Anonymous said...

Primitive people are so good at dancing, beating drums, singing, making all sorts of ritualistic art, etc.

Adorn their bodies and deform the septum, etc.

And everything is a sacred ritual or rite, taboo to outsiders.

Including cannibalism. When whitey does it, consider it murder, when the primitive does it, call it sacred ritual and rite.