Two Worlds: Lost Children of the Indian Adoption Projects is a new book about the campaign to break indigenous social structures by removing the children: "Governments…paid agencies and c
Several weeks ago I was sent a link to a ominous report from the First Nations Strategic Policy Counsel, dated June-October 2012. It puzzles me that I haven’t read anything about it in Indianz.com or on other blogs, nor in any Native American news periodical.
Christmas for Native Americans started when the Europeans came over to Turtle Island. They taught the Indian about Christianity and St. Nicholas.
I have been thinking a lot lately about Baby Veronica and how it came to be that this Native child was placed with white adoptive parents.
Everything is not a matter of opinion and all opinions are not equal. In the U.S., we frame all policy arguments in terms of liberty, and since we don’t teach critical thought, who wins the framing dispute wins the argument.
To say that American Indians, First Nations, Alaska Natives, Native Hawaiians live in tension with the colonial states of North America is both a truism and an exercise in distance by use of academic jargon. One reason academics use such clinical, bloodless language is that we are not supposed t
Civilization, in a standard dictionary, is "the stage of human social development and organization that is considered most advanced." The dictionary equates "advanced" with "the comfort and convenience of modern life." A thesaurus adds "progress, enlightenment, culture, refinement, sophistication
Our determination to survive as distinct Indigenous peoples comes from the will of our ancestors. They suffered unspeakable crimes to their spirits and bodies, and we still struggle to beat back this legacy of genocide. To outsiders, it might appear as if the Indian wars are over.
At Walt Disney World you can have the world at your convenience, cultures of the world with many native cultures from abroad. At Epcot Center you can have the American experience of history with one exception: contemporary American Indians.
A typical meeting between two Native people for the first time goes something like this:
“What tribe you from?”
“I’m a Blackfeet from Brownin’.”
“Aaahhh, my uncle is from up that way.”
“Oh yeah, he went to Chemawa with my Dad. I pow-wowed with his kids.”
It was 6:15 p.m. on a Wednesday when I attempted to break into St. Paul’s Chapel on the Columbia University campus in New York City. There was a lecture scheduled for 6 p.m.
On November 19, the Drudge Report linked to a story about a Native student group at
I’ve been to pow wows before, but this one was different.