I’m thinking you’re in the interior. Somewhere along the Yukon.
My time spent was Yukon-Kuskowim Delta, all Yupik. You want to see racial strife try spending time in a village where Yupik Eskimoe meets Athabascan Indian. That is the definition of hate, and it started long before white man came into the country.
Not much you can tell me other than a fresh report. Some things never change, whether you feel it’s our culture or the government handouts that have tainted their “noble” ways.
Best regards, hope the salmon runs are good up your river this year, or the caribou migration, or what have you....
No joke, I'm well liked out our village and get along fine with most all Indians. I grow a few ton of Yukon Golds, and never sell any. Last year I sent 1000 lbs up to dawson and 300 lbs to Old CRow, Indian friends passed them out. I sent eight 100 lb sacks to Indians in villages on way back to Anchorage; won't sale any to the local Whites that beg for them. Reason is the Indians really do appreciate the taters and respect the sharing, see it as me respecting their culture. I also get all kinds of gifts in return & better yet good friendship.
Indians are OK, just got to get to know them and not to judge as harshly as we Whites all judge each other.
I always tell my kids, they better not marry any Indians,just the alcohol problems in the genes. But we did have one halfbreed Indian Grandma here, was so cool & sweet, had an aura around here. I'd hunt with her from time to time, and she'd tell me how it was back in 1930's out here in the sticks. I also told my boys if they ever found a Flossie, they better marry her quick, before the chance is lost. Sad to say, she passed on a few years back, a lose to entire area we call home.