Wisconsin Dells

I’m looking hard at NDN stuff… Leonard Peltier, the Hochunk Nation here in wisconsin… the “good old days” when the Hochunk (or the Winnebagos as they were then known) would line up for their cash payments after the nightly ceremonial dances for the tourists at Wisconsin Dells… and how did all this inform my understanding of indigenous people, and how it feels to be just another pig.
it’s a weird world alright

murderers R us… how about those smallpox and measles laden blankets. Wonder why the power dudes are so freaked about germ warfare? It’s in their genes.

“Life is a learning place. Existence is forever. Challenges are only challenges because life has given you an opportunity to grow in an area of your fear or weakness.”
Leonard Peltier, Sept. 2024

We never went to the tourist “ceremonials” at Wisconsin Dells. Mom was pretty snooty about it. The performers were alcoholics, she said. They just take their pay at the end of the night and get drunk. She was probably right, and if her analysis didn’t go too deep, well… it takes a certain amount of superficiality to stay sane in this crazy world.

In full regalia, the American Indian nightly demonstrates exciting ceremonies of his color­ful past

In the seventies there was an Indian uprising, and the indigenous people in the United States began openly to reclaim the heritage that white America had tried to steal from them and destroy over the last three hundred years.

I liked it when they stripped all the copper wiring off Alcatraz. And her in Wisconsin they asserted treaty rights regarding Walleye fishing. And I could go on but I’m doing 20 posts in 20 minnits.