Friday, February 25, 2005
As much as I hate "Mental Ward" Churchill, the longer his story keeps going the better it gets. Along with being a hatemongering fake Injun, he's now a rip off artist as well. Take a look at the picture below. It was done by Thomas E. Mails

Now look at this one done by Ward Churchill in 1981 that he's been passing of as an original

Now read this from the News 4 Colorado website. It's what took place between Churchill and a reporter named Raj Chohan
"The following text is a transcription from CBS4's footage of the exchange between Chohan and Churchill on Thursday in the hallway outside his office.

'Get that camera out of my face,' Churchill said.

'This is an artwork we've got called 'Winter Attack.' It looks like it was based on a Thomas Mails painting; it looks like you ripped it off. Can you tell us about that?' Chohan asked.

That prompted Churchill to take a swing at Chohan while he held a stack of papers in his hand.

The exchange continued:

Chohan: 'Sir, that's assault, you can't do that. Can I ask you about this? It looks like you copied it.'

Churchill: 'I was just grabbed by the arm. And that (camera) gets out of my face.'

Chohan: 'Sir, we're allowed to take these pictures, this is a public space.'

Churchill: 'You're not allowed to grab be by the arm.'

Chohan: 'He didn't touch you sir, we've got it all on tape. Sir, this is called Winter Attack. It's a serigraph by you. It looks like it was copied from Thomas Mails artwork. Can we talk to you about that please?'"
Looks like the name "Mental Ward" Churchill is very appropriate. Freedom of Speech, so long as Churchill agrees with it.

I'll give you black sensations up and down your spine
If you're into evil you're a friend of mine
See my white light flashing as I split the night
'Cause if good's on the left, then I'm stickin' to the right

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's puttin' up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell
I'm gonna get you, Satan get you

The Only Thing Necessary For Evil To Triumph
Is For Good Men To Do Nothing