The Butcher’s Bill of History

Why “Settler Colonialism” Is a Fraudulent Sermon: From Mongol Pyramids of Skulls to Iroquois Fire Pits, Every Tribe Is a Colonist and Every Empire is a Slaughterhouse

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“Settler colonialism”—a buzzword that has ballooned over the last 75 yea…