These Native feminists are challenging not only patriarchy within Native communities, but also white supremacy and colonialism within mainstream white feminism. That is, they’re challenging why it is that white women get to define what feminism is.
Andrea Smith, Indigenous Feminism Without Apology
I was surfing television channels the other night and cruised, passed futbol, futbol, futbol, futbol, American baseball, wrestling, boxing, futbol, Mexican beisbol, futbol, American football, Madame Secretary, Wait! What’s all that pink doing on those American football players? The color trimmed the coaches’ baseball caps, it was on the player’s shoes, water buckets, fraccing drills – oops, that wasn’t the NFL, the same league that just a month ago was combating an “image problem” with wife beaters, girl friend punchers, murderers, thugs, gangstas, and the like was it? There were pink hand towels, and gloves and mouthpieces, and and and. I guess they’re showing they’re man enough to take on a color that was considered too strong for girls up until the beginning of the 20th century.
So, what’s the pink supposed to be? The future takedown of breast cancer. Right. You might want to read The Problem with Pinktober on the Bitch website if you think THAT is true.
That was Monday, the day on which a celebration (in some of the United States) of the discovery of a world (that was already inhabited by millions of people on two continents from ocean to ocean and sea to sea) supposedly took place.
I’ve referred to John Oliver in previous posts, and here I go again. To see how foolish Americans have been about the Columbus Day celebration, click here. The title of the piece is Why Is This Still Here?
A site for information about contemporary Native America lives is Indian Country.
A site for information about contemporary lives among indigenous peoples in Mexico is Americas Program. It reported that on October 8 “some twenty thousand members of the bases of the Zapatista Army for National Liberation marched briskly through San Cristobal de las Casas.”
The message was for the students of Ayotzinapa, Guerrero and for the families that found out that on on Sept. 26-27 their sons were killed or kidnapped as they traveled by bus, at the hands of municipal police in complicity with the drug trafficking organization Guerreros Unidos. Two weeks from the attacks there are 6 dead and 43 disappeared.
See, you don’t have to travel to the United States to get murdered by the police. Like in the U.S., it’s easier for the police to prey on unarmed teens than adults.
To read the complete text of Indigenous Feminism Without Apology go to Latinafeminista.
Enough about the world, let’s talk about me
Most weeks I venture out into the world on two days, three if I need to shop in Centro. In a rare burst of activity I’ll be leaving the casita on six consecutive days. I went to the UUs on Sunday, went grocery shopping on Monday, saw Diana E for breakfast on Tuesday, ventured to Farley’s today, have a hair appointment tomorrow, be in Centro on Friday and will be getting together with some friends on Saturday for breakfast. If I recover from all that, I might make it to the UUs on Sunday.
Farley wasn’t up to reading today, so I went to lunch with Sheryl, who asked me to proofread part of her novel that’s in reading copy stage. That’s exciting as I’ve never been involved with a project this late in the publishing cycle.