““What we have to do today is make a covenant, to slit our wrists, be blood brothers on this thing.”
Sorry, this is comicbook stuff. Indians don’t “slit wrists” to be blood brothers.
Indians have warrior societies, not “slit wrist” white man moviesor novels. Being from Minnesota, Bachmann needs to hook up with a woman sweat lodge on the Anishinabe reserve in Minnesota or Wisconsin, of which there are several. Try Bad River to start. If Bad River is busy, try the reserve at Lac Courte Oreilles. If that’s full, try the lodge at Baraga in Michigan.
Come on Sarge...relax for a night, huh? Picture telling Michelle all that during a dim light session during a late evening with her.
It may not be culturally authentic, but don’t underestimate the pop culture resonance of this trope. This is what Pubs are going to have to do to hook people.
Don’t be a jerk. She was being rhetorical, she doesn’t necessarily believe Indians actually traded blood, nor does she mean for voters to do so either. She knew people would know what she meant when she said it, but of course there is always some fool who wants to show off their ignorance.