Some of my ancestors were butchered by indians in the early 1600s, in New England. They were on their way to church. I can call those savages anything I want, and I can use their name to describe dog poo.
The best thing that ever happened to the U.S.A. was when the indians sided with the Brits in the Revolutionary war, and afterwards, fled to Canada with all the loser “loyalists”. Almost every other country in this hemisphere is burdened by a high percentage of indigenous blood.
Evidently they had offspring that escaped, allowing you to be born further down the line.