During the 1970s, stories of Native women being forcibly sterilized began to emerge. In these cases, consent was absent. Some were manipulated and lied to in order for the government to gain access for sterilization.
Recently, a beautiful Indigenous woman, Sharnell Paul, was barred from being featured in the Women of the Navajo calendar for being transgender.
Context is everything. As soon as Ralphie May informed me that the joke was missing most of its context, I immediately felt bad for the backlash I had helped create. Because context is critical, it goes two ways.
I owe the Indian nations and most of the United States an apology, because I’ve become a Texan.
Following Hollywood ’s example, the #OscarsSoWhite movement erased living Native Americans from our society.
Enter J.K. Rowling: a well-meaning white lady whose work, “History of Magic in North America,” debuted with some criticism concerning its depiction of Native Americans.
Like a broken pipeline spilling sickness across the prairie, South Dakota lawmakers often pump out hateful legislation that marginalizes our most vulnerable citizens, including transgender youth
My auntie says there’s a direct connection between violence against the earth and violence against Indigenous women. I think of my own brown body when she says this, and how it was damaged in childhood and adolescence.
Where do we gain our moral conscious? Where do we acquire our moral guide? I bring these questions up to ask two other questions: Why are so many Native people still absorbed with colonization and decolonization in 2016?
Justice Antonia Scalia was one of the most rabidly anti-Native justices—closely aligned with former Chief Justice William Rehnquist—ever to serve on the High Court. His passing creates a vacancy on the influential court that will have lasting consequences.
The perverse history of governmental-Lakota/Dakota relations took a more sinister turn when the Hiawatha Insane Asylum was built 10 years after Wounded Knee, December 29, 1890. It operated for over 30 years before it was torn down.
As a REAL Native American who went to Scappoose High School in Scappoose, Oregon for four years, I will share my experience as it relates to racism and mascots, though I doubt it will matter now since it didn't matter then.
Introduction, Or Why I’m Mad