The romanticization of native americans and erasure of their true history utterly sickens me. I remember as a kid reading collected letters from early settlers for a paper I was writing. The things they did were absolutely horrific, far worse than mere cannibalism. Cutting children from the bellies of pregnant women, raping and murdering the children, then mutilating, raping and murdering the mother, all in front of the father, then mutilating him and torturing him for days to die. The Puritans accepted this without qualm, and met their fate, convinced it was God’s will that they be martyred for the cause of trying to convert the savages. Now Hollywood and the media have sold the injuns as peace loving nature children, victims of their oppressors. Spit!
I hear ya.
Lost a liberal friend of 10 years because she idolized the” mystical “ Anasazi.
Then I told her they proved they “ mysteriously disappeared “ because they’d essentially cannibalized themselves into extinction.
She called me a liar, slammed the phone and I never heard from her again.
I live in an area horribly affected by the French and Indian War.
(And the unhappy locals prior to that)
One day the Indians slaughtered the entire 92 person population.
Whomever was living in my 300 year old house did not make it to the fort built for these raids, 4 miles away.
We dug post holes one time and found the burned remains of a log structure about 2 feet down.
We’re told the soil deposition rate moves with that era.
Gave me the heebie jeebies.
Nice natives
My house is kinda creepy , honestly.
Sometimes living in an “ historic “ house isn’t all the happy it’s cracked up to be.
My grandfather had a massive cardboard box full of arrowheads that popped up every time he planted crops.
Probably 200 pounds of them or more.