We love feathers. We were raised on one side of the family by non-practicing Choctaw people, and on the other side by Druids reincarnated as white-mutt, cotton-picking small-game hunters.
Dad was adopted so we’ll never know our lineage. They told him he was white, but that may have been just to protect him from the grief they got. He looked white, & lived a white-privileged life, after he escaped the hell and abuse and poverty of his upbringing. They lived in little houses and big trailers, not on reservations. We didn’t ever discuss pow-wows or anything like that, even though this little tyke asked relentless questions. Those who still knew the ways … they forgot on purpose, and told the kids to forget it, too. It was easier that way in Mississippi.
Choctaws did not and do not wear war bonnets. Hardly anyone did / does in the Native nations, except for male Plains tribal leaders, and then, only sometimes.
Unless you’re “Indian” (so named because Columbus got lost), wearing a war bonnet is completely disrespectful, cartoonish, and insensitive to the fact that Native American culture isn’t a monolithic Hollywood relic. We do NOT recommend or endorse it. Nobody except that Village People guy can get away with it. Maybe not even him.
Gorgeous drawing, though.
… We merely saved the illustration so we could learn how to finish up turkey feathers found on the roadside, for one-or-two-feather hair decorations and crafts of other non-racist types. Blueprints for single feather activities, nothing more.
Turkey feathers. Not eagle feathers! Don’t f-ing touch those.
UPDATE 2014: The above cartoon has actually happened in real life.
In Cleveland, Ohio, Chief Wahoo is under fire for being the Sambo of native Americans, as far as mascots go, & the Wahoo pictured actually learned things & worked some stuff out (read the fascinating story).
Meanwhile, the Redskins controversy has finally exploded, and this is the most popular post on the Ladies’ Guide to the Apocalypse, so there’s hope for acculturation to sensitivity.
Cheer up. There are plenty of other feathery ways to add native or nouveau-feral touches to your party wardrobe without the same played-out, festival-chick, bad-joke, sacreligious headdress. Aho.
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