October Holidays

milkweedHere in Vermont we are enjoying a long, warm autumn. Day after day we have been greeted by bright sunlight and warm breezes. The other night there was a rare display of the aurora, which, sadly, we missed. We know that at some point the warmth will give way to cold, bright skies to seemingly endless murk. That is the way of our climate. November brings chill and cloud, and features the least sunshine of any month in the calendar year. Fortunately, November is still a few weeks away.

Monday marks the Federal holiday honoring Christopher Columbus. It is a day that acknowledges the courage of early European explorers, yet ignores the immense harm enacted by those men. Monday many Native Americans will pause to celebrate the resilience, courage, and creativity of Indigenous people. We will note the genocide that accompanied colonization, and focus our attention on what Gerald Vizenor termed, “survivance”.

Halloween is also approaching, and with it a cascade of Native American costumes. This week Native Appropriations published an updated open letter detailing their qualms about the misuse of Native American culture at Halloween. The post explores the deep harm caused by cultural performances such as the Halloween Indian,  and acknowledges the ire the original piece drew when published in 2011. It is indeed a worthy read.

I have a complex relationship to Indian imagery at Halloween, in part as the holiday was the only time I could follow my inner certainty that I was Native, if only at heart. For whatever reason my parents were OK with my dressing Indian, perhaps because I could pass as a Caucasian kid playing at being Indian. Of course, I dressed up in Plains tribal style, complete with feathered headdress.

North America was home to more than 500 tribes when Europeans arrived, yet popular culture references only a very few. Indigenous people in the Americas come in many shapes and sizes, and in an awe-inspiring diversity of cultures. Some 80% of us live in urban settings, and a great many of us hold complex ancestries. Yet one would not know this from the ways we are depiction in the dominant culture.

In some ways, mimicry and appropriation are an acknowledgement of Indigenous survival, and a honoring of Native cultures. They also undermine the very cultures they seek to reproduce, reducing a complex set of histories, cultural practices, and values to a few simple images. Through such stereotyping the rich and culturally specific symbolism inherent in Native clothing, ornamentation, and design are lost, replicating the colonial history of the Americas.

Most people who dress up as Indians don’t intend disrespect or harm, probably they wish just the opposite. Yet, harm may be done; it is good to consider our actions and acknowledge their unintended consequences. Such reflection is hard work, especially at this time in our society, yet offers the possibility of healing.

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4 thoughts on “October Holidays

  1. A complex issue indeed. Product of pride, misinformation, laziness, and, at its heart perhaps, the search for a cultural “home.” I’m thinking here of the so-caled “Plastic Paddies” with the shamrock deelie-boppers and “Kiss Me I’M Irish” sweatshirts one sees every Saint Patrick’s Day. Seeking camaraderie, people don this stuff and claim “Irishness”, regardless of where they, or their immediate ancestors were born – and yet, when the flag flies and the drum stirs our military might onto yet another Imperialist adventure, many of these same people thump their chests and brand themselves “AMERICAN!!!!!!”.

    We as a nation are still barely out of the playpen.

    We have yet to develop a unified cultural milieu that furnishes us an identity while at the same time embraces the diversities that strengthen us. A tall order, indeed. And one not easily filled.

    Our mainstream educational systems laud the courage of “Manifest Destiny”, while barely – if at all – mentioning the genocidal impulses that accompanied it.

    There is a lot of work to be done. The wounds on both sides run deep. One side bears the loss of children, land, and language; the other, the squashing of the truth – and with that, the acceptance of responsibility, and the need to heal itself through actions.

    I pray for reconciliation and a shared journey of forgiveness over hatred, ignorance, and bloodshed.

    We share the same planet. And we share a duty to heal her – and ourselves – from the results of our past misdeeds. . .

    • Ben, I sometimes wonder whether we do share the same planet. That is, sometimes the scope of difference between people’s worldviews is staggering. In those moments it can seem as though we are on different planets. Of course, that applies to the entire world, not just the U.S.. When in Asia folks tell us they think the U.S. lives in a different world than the rest of the planet. I guess you are right, growing up is hard to do.

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