native-American

Hand-colored tintype portrait of an unidentified Pawnee man probably taken somewhere in the United States, c. 1800′s.

Source: National Museum of American History.

anonymous asked:

I'm so thankful for your post about passing as white. I'm biracial and my family identifies as "white" even though we're Asian because in the 70s my family was encouraged to be "more American"...I feel almost no connection to my heritage because of it, and no one believes me when I say I'm biracial. Most people think I'm just some white boy pretending to be Asian for some sort of brownie points...I'm just glad there are other white-passing biracial people out there who get it.

You see my mother used to be the exact same way as she is a product of an interracial marriage in the 1950′s.

Her mother forced her to cut her hair for years, not only because it wasn’t safe for her to be Native, but because it wasn’t safe for the whole family to be Native. She was forced to tell people she was just dark Italian and the only way for her to pass as dark Italian was to have short hair as for racists back then that was the only physical distinction between Natives and Italians.

My ma has connected back with her roots and most of the rest of my family from that generation hasn’t. Assimilation happens in so many ways and I’ll damned if they try it with me.

I think that one of my favorite things as a kid was right after a powwow my ma and I decided to go with her then fiance to an ice cream shop with some of our regalia and leathers still on. Out of nowhere a little girl comes out, points and yells:

“LOOK MOMMY! INDIANS!”

My ma without missing a beat turned around, pointed at her and screamed, “LOOK JEFF! A WHITE GIRL!”

And I think about that moment a lot.

Nobody fucking cares about Native Americans and I am so fucking tired of it.

If your political justice and change for poc doesn’t include justice and change for natives, it is not just and never fucking can be. None of you include natives. I have never seen a single person on this goddamn website that wasn’t Native give a lick of a fuck about us. How dare all of you advocate for change and justice yet ignore a group of people who have been suffering and screaming for it for CENTURIES.

Y'all live on a land stolen from all of us by a literal fucking genocide, and while we still suffer every day centuries later, yall turn the blindest fucking eye you can. I’m sorry, but I am absolutely fucking disgusted at this website that paints itself as inclusive’s treatment of natives. None of y'all are any fucking better than the Canadian government.

Absolutely fuck all of y'all for painting urself with an image of poc inclusivity when you don’t give a fuck about anyone other than certain types of poc meanwhile we’re suffering in silence, a silence forced upon us that can never be broken not because we don’t scream loud enough, but because people ignore our screams. Every. Fucking. Day.

Flint hasn’t had clean water since 2014, a tragedy, sure. But as early as 2016 efforts were being made to end the crisis, it had caught international attention.

The reserve my own family lives on has not had clean water since TWO THOUSAND AND EIGHT, 2008, and it’s almost a decade later. Nothing has been done. Not a single thing has been done, regardless of protests, petitions, etc.

Also, there’s 80+ other reserves without clean water, some without for as long or longer than my rez. Why aren’t these reserves getting clean water despite our country (Canada) having more than enough water and resources to do so? Because the government doesn’t care. Because the majority races don’t care.
Because nobody cares for Native issues other than Natives, and we are fucking dying because of it.

The governmental silence is extending our genocide (which only ended in the 90s with the closing of the last residential school, by the actual fucking way), and the silence of everyone else isn’t fucking helping either.

You say we don’t riot enough. We don’t raise enough of a fuss, it’s our fault for being ignored. To that I, and likely every other Native says: Fuck you and everyone else who’s ever said that, you disgust me.

It is your fault for ignoring us, you being the white people who turn a blind eye, you being the other poc who turn a blind eye, you being the other poc who blame us for not being as successful in their social change as they are, you being anyone who tells us “just get over it”.

It is not the fault of native Americans that we were genocided and apartheid for essentially all of our modern history. It is not the fault that our cultures and communities are still broken from the genocide, that we’re trying to recover in a system tailor made for our failure.

If you want to deny that you’re killing us just as fast as the government by ignoring our cries for help year after year, tragedy after tragedy, that’s fine. But don’t you dare claim to be inclusive if your inclusivity doesn’t include Native Americans, don’t you fucking DARE to claim to care about the welfare of poc when a genocide is still continuing because of your fucking willful ignorance.


Nià:wen.

petrichordiak  asked:

can i hear more about the class you hijacked? (this doesnt have to be private)

I actually got out of bed just so I could go full rant about this on my  computer, so y’all buckle up (thank you for giving me this opportunity lololol)

Okay, so this happened about a year, maybe a year and a half ago. I’m gonna go ahead and make this one public for the benefit of those that didn’t follow me back then, if that’s cool.

Let me preface this by saying that I had taken literally every one of the professor’s classes before then. Partly because they were the only anthropology style class the uni offered, and partly because halfway through the second class I realized that literally everything was the same, except the books, which we never used. Even the assignments were the same, and I had perfected a system of how to do those quickly, easily, and last-minute, lol. So it was pretty much the definition of an easy A, and the prof liked me bc I was nice, actually listened to her even though I’d heard it all before, and didn’t rat her ass out for not actually teaching what she was supposed to, lol.

I should’ve known right there.

So when there was an opportunity to take a Native Americans in North America class with her, I jumped on it. I needed the hours, I obviously knew a lot on the subject already, and it would be another easy a, if history was anything to go by. 

It became one of the most frustrating classes I have ever taken.

As always, the class started the same as the others. We started out learning about vocab and models. NBD, we’d get to specifics eventually, right?

Now there are about 16 to 18 weeks in your average semester.

By week 6 we had yet to learn anything about Native history. She’d assigned some reading about the moundbuilder’s archeological sites, but nothing about the modern day. Maybe she was just taking it slow, I thought, though I was bothered by her only talking about Natives in the past tense. But she’d told me in the first class I’d taken with her (years ago by now) that she was enrolled Native, so I didn’t call it out immediately. 

We get to week 8, halfway through the semester, she hadn’t covered anything. No mention of treaties, modern movements for civil rights, AIM (American Indian Movement), the illegal overthrow of Hawai’i, buffalo kill offs, smallpox blankets, Chicago museum’s bullshit, NAGPRA (a law protecting grave sites and demanding the return of remains to their Nation by museums and sites, if the Nation will accept them (sometimes they allow the remains to be housed by the museum bc they’re typically more secure there, but that’s very rare)) beyond how it affected archeologists, the different regions, the language families, ghost dance, the flooding of lands by companies illegally, human zoos, RESIDENTIAL SCHOOLS, THE FUCKING TRAIL OF TEARS, NOTHING.

Like your 4th grade history segment, as racist as it probably was, probably was more informative than this bitch was being, okay? And I was getting mad. Y’all know me. Native activism is a huge part of my life, and has been for years. Students were being allowed to say really racist shit unchecked. The prof wasn’t teaching jack. Misinformation was being spread, even by the prof.

It felt like even in a class dedicated to us, we didn’t matter. Our history didn’t matter. 

I was fed up.

Then, she pissed me the absolute fuck off. She proceeded to spend the rest of the class talking about South America.

Now, our Indigenous family below the equator absolutely deserve to be discussed. They have so many issues that really, really need to be boosted and respected. We do not raise their voices often enough. But this was a class specifically about North America, and her reasoning for making it otherwise was racist in so many ways.

First, she changed the curriculum outside of its scope because she was “MORE INTERESTED IN SOUTH AMERICA, AND WOULD HAVE TO DO RESEARCH TO TALK ABOUT” the issues I was publicly demanding to know when she would cover. As if her personal interest and ignorance were more important than our lives. 

(side note, it turns out she was lying about being enrolled and Native. Her white supremacist brother (not even kidding) had said that a Cherokee woman chief in Minnesota or some shit had enrolled them. I asked her if she meant Wilma Mankiller, the first modern female Cherokee chief. She said no, it was someone else, and in the late nineties, after Wilma would’ve no longer been Chief. I publicly called her out, and even another student jumped in to help, because there was no other woman Chief then, and there was no recognized Nation that far North. Her white supremacist brother had lied bc he felt othered while working near the Din’e on a job site, bc they didn’t include his racist ass, lol. So she’d lied her way into being allowed to teach a class she didn’t even know or care about. So at this point, I was fucking done with her, lol)

She also was showing us old propaganda films, and literally every group she discussed was being painted as ignorant, warlike savages by her and the materials. She even defended a man that intentionally exposed Indigenous peoples with no immunity to certain diseases to said diseases ‘just to see what would happen.’ She recommended his books, including ‘Noble Savages’ to us. I shouldn’t have to explain why that’s racist, lmao.

All of this is to say that I was VERY fed up, she (and the class) was VERY racist, and she was going down.

Then her foolish self decided to assign a massive project where we were supposed to ‘teach the class’ about a Native subject (y i k e s, esp. since the class was full of non-Natives). Since I was Fed Up, I decided to skip the usual schooling on cultural appropriation to instead teach everyone (including her) about just a smattering of the important things she hadn’t even mentioned in passing. :)

What followed was a 33 page powerpoint.

Apologies for any inaccuracies, and blanket tw for slurs, racism, death, csa, torture, child abuse, etc etc etc

(I added all the regalia pics bc they made me happy and calmed me down, which I was gonna need. I set the presentation up as “Man, I sure had trouble deciding what to make my presentation about. Should I talk about X? Y? Z? This? That? This? And so on until I reached residential schools and Reconciliation as my discussion topic.)

I hope those gifs work. If not, they should be under my “Oka Crisis” tag, or “n i fn a history” and “n i fn a protests” tags. I also had decided early to use the Nations actual names where possible.

Oh look, a quick and easy way to make people realize THIS IS WHY YOU DON’T FUCKING REFER TO US AS SLURS, and here’s how to discuss the issue without being additionally harmful.

OH LOOK, SOURCES

#FreeLeonardPeltier

Getting progressively angrier at this point. The class is smart enough to stay silent.

#MMIW #NoMoreStolenSisters. Please bring them home. Whatever it takes.

Stayed on this slide juuust long enough to stare each person in class down.

Oh look, we’re finally hitting my actual topic. Again, shit’s about to get very heavy. Please read only if you can. I will not be glancing over these to check them rn, bc I can’t. I’m sharing just for y’all to see, and hopefully reblog to educate people.

I honestly wept as I worked on this part. I can’t read it again.

Calling it out.

AYUP. Canadians are so nice and their government isn’t problematic at all

There are survivors that are my age, and younger.

Not letting them forget that this isn’t just in the past. It still wounds us.

It still hurts. We’re still recovering.

I included resources for them, including the prof, to actually educate themselves, since our school sure as shit wasn’t going to do it.

A handful of my sources.

Anyways. I was done. So fucking done. She (the prof) still tried to guide the class back and pretend that it was acceptable that she hadn’t taught them anything. I didn’t let her. I reminded them all that the only reason that this was Canada focused was bc they’d just had the Truth and Reconciliation reports, whereas the US government hasn’t put any effort into assembling data on their atrocities. Go figure.

Anyways, happy #Canada150 everybody :)

OK to reblog.