I was raised to be angry at white women. I’m not blaming it on my mom, but she often said white people brought genocide and disease. “We didn’t even have rats,” she said. “They brought them on their boats!” Smallpox this, she said, colonization that.
Submitted By: George J. Abeyta, Uncle of Stallone Trosper, Teacher/Coach, Fancy Feather Dancer Eastern Shoshone Tribe, Fort Washakie, Wyoming.
The first official national flag of the Confederacy, often called the “Stars and Bars," was flown from March 4, 1861 to May 1, 1863. German-Prussian artist Nicola Marschall in Marion, Alabama, designed it.
The 1960s had a great impact on me.
An innocent woman minding her own business was killed by a convicted felon in the country illegally who was on the streets of San Francisco because the local jail had ignored a “detainer” from Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE).
I’m not an Indian. It’s okay.
Do you ever get tired of hearing about the plight of the American Redskin? Do you ever get tired of hearing about how pitiful it is to be Native American from our own Native writers, the mainstream American press, and international media outlets? I do. I get pretty sick and tired of it.
Events move fast in the internet age. The Rachel Dolezal “Black Like Me” story had people of every stripe, color, and political persuasion commenting, tweeting, and taking sides.
I am writing to you as a concerned citizen of the state of Maine. As you may be aware there has been an ongoing discussion and series of events regarding the Skowhegan High School’s use of the mascot “Indians” for their sports teams.
On most days, I love the products that Hobby Lobby sells and have chosen to overlook many of the reasons the company has received negative press in recent years.
This is a call to athletes to step up and tell sports owners what your personal beliefs are, and refuse to continue to support a racist name. You know who you are and you need to take this very seriously.
I should get paid for how much grief Dan Snyder has caused me. Natives are on everything from butter to sports memorabilia, from Jeep Cherokees to motorcycles, and from tobacco to jerky. We are everywhere and not seeing enough of the jerky.
To delve into the waters of tribal recognition is to wade in the muddiest of pools rife with greed, racism and political agendas.