A miserable girl she always was, with no one paying her any heed, She’d search for someone to listen to her, yet she found no one. Even in her family and friends, nobody would wanna do with her, any deed, Reclining to herself, she’d spent the night waiting for the sun. // Darkness terrified her, her demons got stronger with the passage of time, Feeding on her like a parasite, she grew weaker. She wanted to run away, to where, she didn’t know, didn’t even have a dime, Abandoned she felt, every moment of her life, in her own home, future never looked bleaker. // Looking herself in the mirror, why does nobody like me, Is it my face, my body, what is it with which I’m laden. She stripped off her clothes and stared at her reflection, wanting to flee, The marks were still there, where she was beaten. // Started scratching at her skin in her fury upon herself, Tried to reach for the little scout knife on the shelf, Knowing the exact place where he had kept it himself, Scars turned scarlet on her skin where the blade sunk itself. // In pain, she found a sense of imacable relief, Staring at her belly, she thought she’d get a piercing. She was overcome with grief, In her mind, demons had been slicing. // Middle of the night, without a care, out on the road, Reaching the tattoo artist, on foot, sighing. Need to cover these scars, on her back the ink flowed, Piercing on her belly button, in the mirror she was eyeing. // Didn’t wanna go back home, instead sat on the corner, Smoking a puff, staring at the night. A caravan passing by, saw the girl, took her as a foreigner, Abduction took place, grabbing her in the absence of light. - DG
Written for @inkstay September words prompt #3: bellybutton, abandon, abduction
So have you see the racist nightmare that is Rooney Mara's Tiger Lily.
*tentatively googles* *watches trailer*
Oh god. I mean, I knew it was going to be bad. I knew it was, but it still doesn’t make the reality any better. It still sickens me that people do this.
Especially when Native Americans have approximately 0% of movie representation and in recent years a few high profile roles for Native Americans have been race-gated to white people only.
This kind of ugliness is not new, Native Americans have often been portrayed by white people, or portrayed as savages, the kind who abduct white girls like Natalie Wood and raise them as their own.
It’s the kind of ugliness we should have moved past but we haven’t. People act like we live in some post-racial world, where race no longer matters and discussions of racial representation are simply the mindless blathering of the “politically correct”. Then when something like this happens those people are eerily quiet.
This is not acceptable and as with The Lone Ranger, Exodus and other films I will not be seeing this one.