An audio essay, based on a chapter in The Countercurrents of Prehistory, which describes the findings of a three year long DNA study of descendants of the Savannah River Basin Uchee (Yuchi, Euchee) tribes.
DNA research by Dr. Donald N. Yates backs up 100% the archival, linguistic and architectural evidence that the Uchee tribes in the Southeastern United States were descended from Austronesian and Polynesian maritime peoples, who first landed at the mouth of the Savannah River. The initial Austronesian colonists arrived before the hybrid Polynesians existed!
Most of the Uchee tribal names in the Southern Highlands were Gaelic or Nordic words, but they had Asiatic physical features. This merely confirms evidence gathered by Dr. Yates that the Austronesians even reached Ireland, Scotland and Scandinavia during the early Bronze Age.
The Sea Peoples of the South Atlantic Coast series
Concurrent validation of this research project
Many Native American descendants in Georgia, South Carolina, eastern Tennessee and Florida are being surprised by the listing of Polynesian, Austronesian or Southeast Asian in their DNA test results. I have also discovered several geographical place names in the Savannah Area, which are Austronesian or Polynesian. My big surprise showed up in 2005, as a result of all things . . . a criminal investigation.
Those of you, who have read my online book, The Shenandoah Chronicles may recall that the repeated vandalization of my Virginia farm and the killing of many of the animals were traced back to the man, I thought was my father. It was hard to prove, since the crimes had been actually committed by people, employed by organized crime. The only “proof” we had was my mother’s deathbed confession and my ex-wife’s diary, where she repeatedly complained that she had been promised “a lot of money by my father to cooperate with the efforts to sabotage my architecture practice and cheese creamery, so that I would be penniless and helpless . . . but had never been paid.”
The criminal acts continued in Georgia . . . also the harassment of any women I dated. Even though he lived 85 miles away, he showed up with two strangers at my my front door at 8 AM in early August 2002 . . . while Susan (the Swedish FBI agent) was visiting me. We were in the bedroom, when he knocked on the door. That was quite awkward to say the least. Susan and I had known each other since June 1991, but she insisted on keeping our relationship secret, because her job in national security was covert.
Fortunately, she had dyed her hair to pose as a gal on a dating website and rented a car with a Tennessee tag at the Chattanooga Airport . . . so she told the three men that she was an Interior Designer in Chattanooga. Nevertheless, my “father” acted like a jilted girlfriend and announced that I would soon be paralyzed from the waist down. The two men were here to help determine what needed to be done to sell my house in Jasper, GA quickly, after I was confined to a wheel chair and had to live with him.
Things were much worse by autumn 2004. Susan had discovered that Dearest Daddy had made 23 telephone calls to members of organized crime in my county, plus was in frequent contact with someone at the National Security Agency facility in Augusta, GA and a low level employee of the FBI in Atlanta, whose job was to answer phone calls on weekends and holidays. She set me up an appointment with a criminal psychologist in the Atlanta suburb of Dunwoody, so we could begin to understand why a man would be obsessed with destroying his only son.
The psychologist stopped me abruptly, while I was listing all that happened in the previous years . . . “Richard, he is not your father and is behaving like a jealous homosexual lover. He is doing all things that we see leading up to when someone kills or maims a close relative, for seemingly no reason.”
She requested FBI DNA tests for me and Dearest Daddy through Susan’s office in Washington, DC. The Atlanta FBI office and NSA were obviously compromised. I was to steal hair from his brush, one of his under-wears and nail clippings, if possible. I told the psychologist that I looked absolutely nothing like my father and his relatives, because my mother’s family has some Creek and Uchee ancestors. She added a note to look for any possible Native American DNA.
Well . . . it turned out that I was more Nordic than anything else, but carried a whole lot more Asiatic DNA that we had assumed . . . However, it was Maya and Polynesian! Both my mother’s and my real father’s family carried this combination. I was absolutely no relation to the man on my birth certificate.
Ten years later, a more sophisticated DNA test listed my Asiatic as Southern Mesoamerican, Polynesian and Sami. A sizable portion of the Nordic on my first DNA test was actually Sami and Finnish. My mother’s family genealogy goes back to the mid-1700s, when her European ancestors arrived from Europe and immediately began intermarrying repeatedly with Creeks, Uchees and Mixed-bloods. All of her European ancestors were from Scotland, Ireland and Northumberland.
These were areas, where the Vikings settled, but we had NO recent ancestors from Polynesia, Sampi (Lapland) or Finland. The Polynesian, Sami and Finnish ancestry must be considered Pre-Columbian. Since that time, several relatives on my mother’s side have received very similar results.
Now you know why I totally ignored what the Georgia archaeologists said during the “Maya Myth-busting in the Mountains” controversy.
Here is the link to this fascinating audio essay.
The Americas Revealed 