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  •  I'm not calling on anyone to do anything (3+ / 0-)
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    Wood Dragon, susans, Kitsap River


    Nor am I accusing anyone of anything here. I've made some observations about some things a lot of people do (throwing trash out car windows, leaving pooped-up pampers in parking lots--probably without realizing that, even though these places are paved over with asphalt, they are still sacred).

    I've expressed the way those kinds of behaviors make me feel. The people who've acknowledged those sentiments and understood have already done what I wanted this piece to do. This isn't a call to action. It isn't an attack. It isn't anything but an snippet from the life of the individual human being dba on DKos as Grumpelstillchen.

    I'm trying to make the point that everyone's ancestors are (or may be) walking around here on Indian Land--the only point of contention I could see would be whether you believe that when people die, their spirits leave and go somewhere else. So, hey, if you throw your trash out the window (or do fill-in-the-blank), it might not just be MY Indian ancestors you're hitting.

    Personally, I don't believe they do.

    I took the five words that are on a bumper sticker that's been around and is pretty well-known in Indian Country, actually....used it as a title, explained what it meant to me, and, when I was done, decided to dedicate it to my cousin Mel whose passing happened to coincide with my writing of the piece. (I think I actually started working on the piece on the actual day of his death--didn't get the actual news till about 4 days later).

    Thank you for reading and commenting.

    As I already conceded, drawing the analogy to the N-word was a mistake. Sorry.

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