Yeah, it’s Thanksgiving, so here we “all” are, ready to hack up the turkey in celebration of “our” good fortune here in America. Why do I feel a little uneasy?
Maybe it’s because we started to wonder what kind of “holiday” fare the native people at the Kah-Nee-Ta Lodge on the Warms Springs Reservation in central Oregon will be serving guests this weekend. Or how the Lummi will mark this national holiday, now that they have won a judgment for water rights? Or, in Massachusetts, how the spirit of Massasoit will be affected 400 years after he likely ensured the survival of the Plymouth colonists, not knowing the generally egregious sweep that the “colonists” would eventually make across this country, a cataclysmic land reassignment at the expense of its native inhabitants.
Yes, this is simpleton thinking. It’s OK to spend a day thankful for what we have, but it’s tough not to consider the costs.
