What in the present atmosphere of the Anglo American existence makes it acceptable for someone to ridicule, demean and dehumanize non-Anglo people and then try to justify what they have said as “humor”?
Comfort is a curious thing. In the right amounts it's like a miracle drug. Or maybe it's more specific like a panacea or nepenthe for the lovesick hopeless romantic who can't seem to get over the woman he lost. "God, I just want to forget her!" he begs on his knee in his gloomy room.
I've been watching and thinking about Gabby Douglas, the teenage heroine of the London Olympics. Or so I view her.
For generations, we,, the original nations and peoples of North America, have been conditioned to think and behave in a dominated manner. This has been part of the process of becoming “civilized,” which is a polite word for “dominated.”
Oh Chick-fil-A, when will you love again? Why drag waffle fries into this? They are innocent I tell you!
Soon the world will be watching the greatest sporting event in modern times and the United Kingdom will be in the spotlight with all its glory. But its glory is ill-founded.
Sovereignty is not what it used to be, and I am not speaking of Indian sovereignty in particular. Sometimes I think about the rise of the nation-state with bemusement at the customs of historians.
Native American people and the distinctive nations they belong to exist in a paradoxical world. They are the original nations of North America, a fact that is enshrined in the U.S.
Gli Indiani d'America sono Uomini, Non Hamburger!
“…the guys on the real reservations have no concern about federal recognition. They already have it.”
As opposed to what, “fake” reservations?
Rape in Indian country has recently become the subject of partisan campaign fodder and, even worse, systemic racism in Washington, D.C.
Despite the barbwire fenced entryway, security pat downs, and presence of several armed corrections officers, a sense of freedom filled one corner of the Washington State Penitentiary in Walla Walla on Tuesday, May 22.
Today, July 4, the United States of America celebrates its Declaration of Independence from the British Empire.
It was last Saturday around noon and I was in no mood for banal blather.