Who Speaks for the Indian?

Who Speaks for the Indian?

By WILCOMB E. WASHBURN; Wilcomb E. Washburn is the author of The Indian in America and the editor of The American Heritage History of the Indian Wars. (May 20, 1984)

MIX together the following ingredients: a threatened natural environment, endangered plants and animals, and Indians resisting change, and you have the formula for a story that will be bought by an American public quick to applaud the fight against change when it is perceived as unjust or unnecessary.

Peter Matthiessen. a naturalist and journalist who has only recently (in his In the Spirit of Crazy Horse) moved from the natural environment to Indians, has in this book combined both. Indian Country is neither history nor social analysis. It consists of personal reminiscences by Matthiessen and his informants. His principal informant, Craig Carpenter, was, in the 1950s, “by his own account, a ’half-baked detribalized Mohawk from the Great Lakes country trying to find his way back to the real Indians. In the “spiritual” journeys the two take together, many other detribalized urban Indians, far from their original homes, appear in the guise of “traditional” Indians, usually as “spiritual advisers” to other detribalized Indians.

The pretensions of these Indians to represent the 500 Indian tribes, nations, bands and villages officially recognized by the United States as having governmental character have not been accepted by these governments. The white media, on the other hand have uncritically treated the tiny handful of individual Indian activists as somehow representing the Indian point of view. Why? Because the Indian activists have learned to phrase their denunciations of the while man and legitimate Indian leaders in terms of stereotypical values familiar to white (e.g., reverence for “Mother Earth”) even though in most cases these activists have only a casual (at best) or cynical (at worst) acquaintance with these values.

It need hardly be stated that Matthiessen’s book has no scholarly value except for the light it throws on these detribalized activists and their white supporters and agents. Beginning with Matthiessen’s suggestion on the first page that the Indians were named so not because Columbus thought he had arrived in the Sea of India but because he believed he had found a people living in harmony with nature (una gente in Dios), we are treated with partisanship, innuendo, opinion and rumor masquerading as fact.

One cause involving Indian land after another is spread before us:

Big Cypress National Preserve in Florida and the “Miccosukee, or ‘true Seminole'” whose bewildering factional rivalry in opposition to the officially accepted Indian jump to page 11 Reorganization Act of 1934 government even Matthiessen has trouble cataloguing.

The Hopi Reservation in Arizona where “traditionalists” backed by white support groups in Los Angeles and occasional;-, infused with a dash of American Indian Movement (AIM) violence confronts the “puppet” Hopis—the elected tribal council—on issues ranging from coal leases to introducing electricity.

The fight to block the Tellico Dam project in Tennessee in which the claims of the tiny “snail darter” gave wav to the relig:: us concerns of traditional Cherokees.

“Akwesasne Territory” or the St. Regis Mohawk Reservation along the Canadian border of New York where traditionalist initiated physical violence against the elected tribal government and were later on the receiving end of such violence.

The G-0 Road (Gasquet-Orleans Road) in Six Rivers National Forest in the Siskiyou Mountain-Klamath River area f northern California, stopped by the hasty mobilization of Yurok and Karuk “medicine men” testifying to its religious significance for the Indians.

The Black Hills, sacred to the American Indian Movement, environmentalists and anti-nuclear activists fighting uranium exploration in the area, and asserted to be a “spiritual area” from time immemorial although history records that the Lak ta (Sioux) first arrived in the Black Hills driving out the original inhabitants) only shortly before the whites arrived to drive out the Sioux.

Point Concepcion in southern California where Archie Fire Lame Deer, a Lakota, served as the “spiritual adviser” to the Chumash Indians in the successful fight against plans to locate a liquid natural gas terminal there.

The Pit River (California) land claims featuring the “Legitimate Pit River Tribe” versus the “official Tribal Council.”

The ‘Western Shoshone Sacred Lands Association” claiming much of the state of Nevada against a varied assortment of vacillating tribal councils and the U.S. Air Force, which wanted to base the MX-missile system there.

The Four Corners area of the Navajo Reservation in Arizona where the huge energy generating power plant offends environmentalists, the uranium mining offends anti-nuclear activists, and the Navajo Tribal Council under former chairman Peter MacDonald offended traditionalists like John Redhouse and the general Navajo electorate who will now see whether the new chairman, Peterson Zah, can do any better.

Big Mountain, in the heart of Arizona’s Black Mesa, w here Nava, s who have been adjudged to be illegally occupying Hopi land, are seeking to stay the effects of the Navajo-Hopi Land Settlement Act of 1974 (requiring them to leave) by invoking the sacred character of the land in accordance with their traditions.

In almost every one of these disputes concerning Indian land, the picture presented is one in which a handful of beleaguered “traditionalist” is battling an insensitive elected “puppet” tribal government established under the authority of the Indian Reorganization Act of 1934, part of the sweeping New Deal revision of Indian affairs undertaken under the leadership of J ‘ Collier. The courts, which have vigorously defended and expanded the sovereign character of Indian governments in the Iasi 40 years, are also denounced by Matthiessen when they rule against the pretensions of a handful of “traditionalist” in favor of elected tribal governments. The efforts of a few of the “traditionalist” to bring their “case” to the United Nations in Geneva, or to……………….

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NORTHERN PLAINS INDIAN PRAYER

NORTHERN PLAINS INDIAN PRAYER

To the One above, the First Person and the First Maker, we offer this pipe to you. We seek your guidance, over us at all times, for we wish to live well and to be happy always.
Mother Earth, I an offering next this pipe of peace to you. May our lives on you be long ones and happy ones. Do not permit us to travel crooked trails, not let any of our trails go astray, and may our moccasins follow the Trail of Beauty Forever.

I turn to the North, where the eternal winter lives, and yo you who resides there, take also of this pipe. We are weak against your coldness. Be kind to us. Send us only the amount of cold that we can endure. We ask you to send us only the good snows and healthy winds. Snows and winds that quicken our bodies and clean our minds.
Now from the East, from when the Old Man, our Grandfather Sun comes over the far eastern hills and brings us daylight, I offer this pipe to you. May you bring us always good days, bright days, warm days, and we ask of you – let there be nothing to sadden the daylight.

South, where eternal summer lives, I present my pipe to you. When the days grow longer after winter, we beg you to send us a good summer – one in which fruits grow abundantly so that we may live well, and one where grass grows plentifully for the buffalo to feed upon.

To the West, I point my pipe to you. To the peace where our Grandfather, the Sun, wraps his scarlet robe around him and takes the daylight with him, as he goes over the hill. Yours is the place where our ancestors have gone, and we ask of you now to have them watch over us safely. When the time comes for us to follow them, we want to have a joyful reunion with them.

AUTHOR UNKNOWN

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L.A. City/County Native American Indian Commision

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The Thanksgiving of the North American Indian

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Craig Carpenter Notes

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Catlin’s Creed

Catlin’s Creed

I love a people that have always made me welcome to the very best that they had.

I love a people who are honest without laws, who have no jails and no poorhouses.

I love a people who keep the commandments without ever having read or heard them preached from the pulpit.

I love a people who never swear or take the name of God in vain.

I love a people who love their neighbors as they love themselves.

I love a people who worship God without a Bible, for I believe that God loves them also.

I love a people whose religion is all the same, and who are free from religious animosities.

I love a people who have never raised a hand against me, or stolen my property, when there was no law to punish either.

I love and don’t fear mankind where God has made and left them, for they are his children.

I love a people who have never fought a battle with the white man, except on their own ground.

I love a people who live and keep what is their own without lock and keys.

I love a people who do the best they can.  And oh now I love a people who don’t live for the love of money.

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The Offering of the Pipe, from Black Elk Speaks

The Offering of the Pipe, from Black Elk Speaks:

 

Hev hey! Hey hey! Hey hey! Hey hey!

Grandfather, Great Spirit, you have been always, and before you no one has been.

There is no other one to pray to but you.

You yourself, everything that you see, everything has been made by you.

The star nations all over the universe you have finished.

The four quarters of the earth you have finished.

The day, and in that day, everything you have finished.

Grandfather, Great Spirit, lean close to the earth that you may hear the voice I send.

You towards where the sun goes down, behold me;

Thunder Beings, behold me!

You where the White Giant lives in power, behold me!

You where the sun shines continually, whence come the day-break star and the day,

behold me!

You where the summer lives, behold me!

You in the depths of the heavens, an eagle of power, behold me!

And you, Mother Earth, the only Mother, you who have shown mercy to your children!

Hear me, four quarters of the world – a relative I am!

Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is!

Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand, that I may be like you.

With your power only can I face the winds.

Great Spirit, Great Spirit, my Grandfather, all over the earth the faces of living things are

all alike.

With tenderness have these come up out of the ground.

Look upon these faces of children without number and with children in their arms,

that they may face the winds and walk the good road to the day of quiet.

This is my prayer; hear me!

The voice I have sent is weak, yet with earnestness I have sent it.

Hear me!

It is finished. Hetchetu aloh!

Now, my friend, let us smoke together so that there may be only good between us.

Black Elk Speaks, John G. Neihardt, Lincoln: Univ. of Nebraska Press, 1979.

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Today’s Indian Leader by J.C. Elliott

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Dear Mother Earth

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Native American Studies – Sign Language

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