Mitaku Oyasin as a child—
Traveling through Arizona;
Native baby Pride ~
decided to be Indian the other day
You can’t just decide to be an indian
My culture is not a costume
…I vomited a little bit. What is it with White people wanting to change their ‘skin’ all of a sudden. Get your own fucking culture. Oh—that’s right, your culture is stealing that of others, destroying it and telling them how it was wrong. ASF@$#^%.
Alright. So here’s the deal:
Contrary to popular belief, I actually do have an IQ higher than a goldfish so yes, I do know the difference between taking personal offense and knowing the difference between what is right and what is wrong. You people, however, are so obsessed with not hurting other people’s feelings that you think EVERYTHING is wrong and that you must take personal offense to EVERYTHING.
You’re right. I don’t think a man has the right to call another man out on being sexist, mainly because I think they’d both be hysterically laughing provided they’re not pussies. Because we have this little thing in America called free speech. As long as you aren’t shouting fire in a crowded theater and causing people to be injured and/or killed, you can say whatever the Hell you please. If someone wants to dress up in blackface, that’s their problem. Freedom of expression takes care of that one too. That’s why people are still allowed to dress in Klu Klux Klan uniforms and march on the Capitol, no matter how much it may offend you or whatever.
I’m not saying you have to ignore or accept anything, I’m saying don’t get offended unless it is specifically geared towards you. Don’t get your panties in a wad because someone ‘said something mean’ or ‘dressed up in something that made you feel bad.’ If this is offensive, then Last of the Mohicans and Dances with Wolves must be the most offensive movies on the face of the planet, you know, since they had actors dressing up like Native Americans.
I was wondering how long it’d take for someone to bring Freedom of Speech into this.
Here’s a protip for you, love. Freedom of Speech protects you from being arrested for, say, calling a Native American a Redskin. Freedom of Speech doesn’t protect you from me calling you out on your racism and general cuntish behaviour. So please, continue enabling racism. I’ll keep calling you out on it~
Good, keep calling me out. I don’t give a flying fuck. I’m not offended by you calling me cuntish or racist, because it just shows that you’re the one who stooped to that level. The big difference between you and I is that I have the balls to know when to have my feelings hurt and when to get the fuck over it.
If you think my goal was to offend you, you are mistaken. I aim to educate.
Now, my dear, let’s continue the educating. I guarantee the majority of people reblogging this aren’t personally offended by this woman. In fact, the only people who are offended are Native Americans. But the majority of people reblogging this are upset by it. Not because it affects them, because they know Native Americans have suffered so much and have had their culture stolen from them. They don’t like it, they want to help. Take me for an example, I live in Australia, I’m white with Scottish heritage. Possibly the furthest away from a Native American but I still give a shit about their plight. Am I personally offended by these photos? Not at all. But I am upset and disturbed this kind of thing is encouraged and continues to inspire the idea that all Native Americans women are trivial.
Yeah bullshit, you’re really being educational telling me what a cunt I am.
You know what your problem is? You’re under the assumption that you have to define what is offensive to Native Americans and to every other person under the sun. You people are so arrogant it’s appalling. You actually believe that Native Americans, etc. are stupid and can’t think or speak for themselves; that they can’t defend themselves or their culture so you have to do it for them. You people are the real problem with the world.
I am Native American, yes I can and often do think for myself, and as you can see I am speaking for myself. I find a lot of what is tagged in Native American, American Indian, Indian, Redskin, etc. etc. etc. I will often comment with witty and sarcastic remarks, but that shit stings like no other, like a million small cuts that run deep. It’s just the tip of the iceberg, of the things, me, my family, my people have actually experienced.
Freedom of Speech and Expression, yes you have every right to them, and we do to. Those very rights you love, are laid on the foundation of genocide of Native people, and the descendants of those people fought for those rights in every conflict the United States and Canada ever faced.
I am offended and yes my feelings are hurt, so tell me I am wrong.
Homegirl needs to sit down and leave it to the Natives~
I would just like to state, Dances with Wolves was highly highly involved with the Lakota tribe which it is based on to make sure it was as true to the culture and language as it could be. I didn’t see one single white person dressing up as a Native American other than Kevin who was trying to make a point. Not be disrespectful. Either way—if you can’t see where we would be offended by this kind of thing, you clearly can’t understand what it is to be from a dying culture—where other people came to your land and raped it so badly, you can’t even feel your connection to your people or your ancestors any longer, because all the sacred has been stripped right out of it. Find something from your own heritage to stamp on yourself and make a big deal out of, leave the Red Path to us.
Before the invasion on their land of the white man, the custom of wearing Indian headdress spread through the many tribes. However, each headdress varies from tribe to tribe as it represents the culture of each tribe. The individual wearing it would often customize Indian headdresses, thus making it unique to that individual.
Warriors earned a feather each time he did something the tribe felt was a brave act. Many times, the first feather earned by a warrior was given to him for being seen as an adult member of the tribe. However, the warrior was not just given the feather. The warrior had to prepare himself to receive such an honor and that often require days of fasting and meditation.
Each time the warrior earned a feather, he would either wear it (but he only wore a couple into battle) or put it on a pole used for special occasions. Once he had collected enough feathers, they were then made into a headdress. Because each feather had a special meaning, binding them together in a headdress made that Indian headdress even more special. Only the men, closest friends of the warrior, were involved in making the headdress. The Indian chiefs also “earned” each of their feathers. The most prized of all feathers to receive for an Indian headdress was the Golden Eagle feather. Because the Indians saw the eagle as a messenger of God, this feather could only be earned through hardship, loyalty, and strength.
Stop wearing my peoples sacred items for your fashion. It’s disrespectful, honestly—you don’t even understand the point behind what you’re destroying. Your willful ignorance is painful and what is wrong with the world.
Pictured above is Sitting Bull.
I actually loved this piece. I shared it because I loved the symbolism behind it. Thank you for making something so amazing. I was just adding in Lakota to continue on the list hoping others would re-share it and add their native language along with it.
Tókheškhe yaúŋ he? (How are you)
It’s wonderful to have these kind words sent to me! Philámayaye (Thank You)
Taino, I do not know much about this group of people, any information you can give me? :3 I like to expand my knowledge of other indigenous peoples.
I thought of this today when I saw that classic bumper sticker, “Welcome to America, now speak english.” I’m sure most of you have seen it before, but if you hadn’t, that should help explain this piece.
Niitsipoy’it (speak Blackfoot)!
Lakȟótiya iyá wóyaglaka he? English Owákaȟniǧe šni. At least I wish I didn’t.
(Do you speak Lakota? I don’t understand English)
We cannot break bread with you. You have taken the land which is rightfully ours. Years from now, my people will be forced to live in mobile homes on reservations. Your people will wear cardigans and drink highballs. We will sell our bracelets by the roadsides. You will play golf and enjoy hot hors d’ oeuvres. My people will have pain and degradation. Your people will have stick shifts. The gods of my tribe have spoken. They have said, “Do not trust the pilgrims, especially Sarah Miller.” … And for all these reasons, I have decided to scalp you and burn your village to the ground.
This would have been me in the school play.
I guess I should get off Tumblr for a bit tonight,
All the post of the disrespectful people are making me angry.
A wise man once said,
’There is no Indian alive who dares to think too much on the past. If we looked too long at the past we would be too angry to live’
This is true beyond comprehension. I’ll listen to some Jana Mashonee <3