I had to re-visit this classic to really remind myself of the classic tale of two lovers that won’t let anything get between them. That hint of Romeo & Juliette and that action and suspense of Bonnie & Clyde. The brief cameos of famous actors will surprise you in every scene. You build suspense into a powerhouse actor that has the familiarity of watching all your favorite classics rolled into one film. The love story is intense and enriching almost challenging of our own love for someone wondering what limits do we have for those we cherish most. The action is well distributed across the film yet giving you the sprinkles of deep unbreakable love between two people as they embark on a journey you can view through a 1993 time traveling lens with all of the retro backdrops to enjoy. I think one of the most notable characters to pay attention to is the late Chris Penn who contributes one of the most classic iconic police interrogations ever. This movie has the dark humor attached layered in a very dry yet stealthy way. This classic comes as zero surprise being a Quentin Tarantino film and also ranked as one of the best films of all time depending on which review page you view. With all Tarantino movies you can guarantee visuals will always be backed up by perfect music choices. Lastly, it’s noted that some of the characters in this movie either used this movie as a stepping stone into later roles from the films positive response or were even inspired artistically for other projects because of the significance each character plays in the scenes giving each of them their own lead role within main the plot. Also a very Tarantino style.
This is a very interesting read and hard to wrap our little restricted brains around. This was a manual written in the 1950’s on a type writer that someone later grabbed and made copies of. It has now been reproduced to buy anywhere on the internet but is widely disputed as fiction. This manual was to direct high level military on what procedures to follow when dealing with anything “off-world’ or of extraterrestrial origin. You notice the old type writer style fonts and straight forward detailed procedures in a 1950’s time of discovering Alien life. If you are one of those people who is against the “conspiracy theories” and just thinks everything is a hoax this isn’t for you. If your mind is open and you could read what procedures they put in place in the 1950’s just imagine where we are now. This can be found on Ebay or Amazon or any internet source at low cost. Check this out to give a further insight into procedures for when the military crossed paths with interstellar endeavors back in the 1950s.
I have seen this movie years ago but at that time I didn’t have this blog site-thing so I wanted to re-watch it and cover a brief analysis of the film as well as a light touch up on my opinion of Saddam Hussein himself. Well, if this movie cover doesn’t simply entice you already, maybe this blog will. So this movie is semi controversial in the sense that it revolves around the story of Latif Yahia played by actor Dominic Cooper. This is a great English translated Scarface style of an Iraqi story even despite English not being a primary language in Iraq, the genius director makes it easy for American viewers to be engaged in this story. This is a story “based on shockingly true events” of body doubles used for leaders like Saddam Hussein and his son Uday Hussein. These body doubles were often found/located and forced into being their face and body to put out on the front lines during campaigns and public speaking. Even as extreme as forced facial structure and teeth changes. This also meant each person that was hand selected to be a body double inherited all of the riches and power of the actual leader they portrayed. They would receive all the power for the press appearance and posses all their clout with just minor restrictions. This was a tough choice to witness as the main character was removed from loved ones and his “normal life”. Once you are a body double you are owned like property but I think anyone could see how this choice would be a no brainer to save our families from tortured death. Basically if you refuse to be one of the Hussein body doubles, they kill your entire family slowly and then kill you last after you watch. Or, if you agree, you must vanish from your family with zero contact to them and live the rest of your life rich and famous as if you are Saddam OR Oday yourself. The problem is, the Hussein family is very strict and tend to kill people who oppose them and have infinite money and power. This was the world of Iraq through the late 1960’s into the 1990’s. Though there is controversy surrounding every exact detail of what was true or not in the movie…it really doesn’t matter because it’s great entertainment to watch a man rule his little toy box he we call Iraq with an Iron Fist. Things that support this movie’s theory in actual life inside Iraq are the fact that when Saddam was actually captured in real life, you can visually still see his actual hanging and his actual courtroom trial. This gives you the true events surrounding how the man reacted to certain death. All of the real videos of Saddam’s trial and execution are disturbing and not humane to even a gutter snake. Remember that the US under the BUSH admin sent troops into Iraq to search for weapons of mass destruction which they never found any. That is to say that, whatever we do in our own personal home is up to us? The US went into Saddam’s home of Iraq and kicked his cat and wrestled him into submission in a place he helped build. When you YouTube a slightly younger generation they hate Saddam and have stories of him killing their loved ones or punishing them. However the flip side is OG Iraqi people have interviews of looking at Saddam as a Revolutionary leader who had the guts to maintain order in a chaotic location. Saddam grew up poor and joined political parties where his street smarts and intelligence prevailed even despite his sick and twisted way of getting things done. In the movie you see his dedication to Iraq and it’s structure but they show nothing of his courtroom appearances in the film. In real life, there are video artifacts of Saddam in the court room after being captured shouting at the judge not because he was a baad mutherfucker with no regard for the law, but because they were giving him an unfair trial for political and personal reasons. Beating his attorneys, shielding witnesses behind curtains and not allowing him to speak after removing his attorney. It’s also reported later after his death that the media even silenced the broadcasts when Saddam would shout out his perspective on the case and/or defend himself. There is actual video footage of Saddam getting annoyed that his Defense attorney was beaten and removed while he was silenced and accused of things they couldn’t prove as well as WMD (Weapons of Mass destruction) that they never found. So Saddam continues to shout in the live court room, ” Long live the people, long live the nation, long live Iraq” and he stares mercilessly at the judge with not ounce of fear in his eyes. Even at some point one of his co-defendants came into he court room shouting and pushing off guards yelling in the name of Saddam Hussein as their savior and fearless leader. There has always been a huge divide in love hate for Saddam Hussein as well as his crazy son Oday who often would rape, kill and party in expensive settings to pass the time. Saddam’s son Oday was as like Tony Montana on crack. Oday was constantly avoiding assassination attempts and living it up like a party power house. His son Oday was killed in an 4-5 hour gun battle which lived up to the movie standards. Oday defended his mansion in Iraq while armed guards provided cover. His then son of 14yrs old continued battling even after everyone was killed and shot missiles into the house. The image of who he was as a young evil prince rings 100% true in real life. The movie captures probably the best example of Saddam Hussein judging from actual news footage of the leader. You see just how powerful this family was in it’s time. In truth, Saddam did twisted shit because he felt Iraq was already in a bad spot so he needed to fight evil with evil to make it all work. Even upon his actual capture he warns interrogators that removing him will only make Iraq much worse. He was right on the money as Iraq is one of the top conflict zones to this day with no order or discipline even now. Something the Hussein family constantly tried to enforce daily. When they executed Saddam he went out guns a blaze’n with no fear. Saddam argued he be executed by a firing squad which is where they just line you and shoot you down by like 5 people with machine guns. Yet they decided on a hanging him instead. Saddam in his final moments preparing to drop down on the noose and just looked at all of the watchers and said ‘Do you consider this manhood?!” clearly poking a hole in Iraq’s corrupt process against him. In true events, someone in the crowd is clearly heard screaming “go to hell!” and With a rope around Saddam’s neck preparing to exit the earth, It’s reported that he shouts back, “The HELL that is IRAQ?!” and then he begins to say prayers to Allah saying that god doesn’t exist but that he is basically at peace with his actions. As Saddam Hussein continues to repeat prayers and reinstate “power to his people, power to Iraq” he is cut off mid sentence from the release then drop that makes the rope instantly break his neck without struggle, he is dead. The people in the crowd watching start to stab his deceased body with knives after he is dead. in 2015 his Burial site was burned and trashed in which certain Iraqi people later transported his actual body to make sure it wasn’t compromised. Yes, the Hussein family was terrible and killed many people. However that was his own neighborhood where they were products of their environment like a Scarface movie. Only in Scarface that was a collection of drug lord stories rolled into one fictional story loosely based off real characters. This movie “The Devils Double” is a based off a true story of a man tough as nails who was a necessary evil to Iraq. The US made up a story to invade their country under the false pretense that Saddam wanted to harm the US which was not true. His medical labs, engineering plants, military, nuclear sites etc. were all combed through for investigation. Everyone displaying the same story of Saddam that there was no WMD plants to harm other countries. Now with Saddam gone, Iraq has constant civil wars from chaos and fear of their corrupt government just as Saddam predicted. Check this movie out for a fun theatrical look at something sinister yet relevant to the 2020 US government situation. What would you choose if you had no choice? Your entire family being erased OR the Hussein family honoring you as one of their own into a palace of privileged hell.
Don’t let the above picture fool you, this is a blog entry of semi mourning the death. My dead Facebook account that is! I have been to several funerals in my life and when I just typed that I thought of how sometimes people would wear T-Shirts to memorialize the fallen around the time someone passes away. So with that thought I just literally loud laughed out loud while thinking of me wearing a screen printed shirt that would read: FB in loving memory: Sunrise – 1/31/2008 and Sunset 9/5/2020. HAHA! Sorry, that’s just my humor. So that is to say this is meant to be a dramedy story or whatever they call it but also a true story from start to finish my Facebook journey has been. Also the reason I refuse to ever create a new Facebook after Facebook disabled my personal account this year without any reasoning sent to me. So let’s start off with why social media was created in the first place. Typically the idea was to connect one another in vast majorities to help speed up the process of communication and existence. I personally came from the era of internet forums and calling people on the phone before text messaging even existed. Which doesn’t make me a super old mutherfucker, just means I am a Xennial which I identify right in the middle between young and old souls. Facebook was supposedly the new and best way to connect with friends and family over the Internet while being able to post pictures of each other so it was like everyone was there in spirits. You could even make comments on those pictures to expand your social network whether introvert or extrovert could co-mingle. You could extend more connections of these said networks of humans and “tag” photos of each other creating an internet footprint. Those comments would bubble into larger networks to become friends in common. This was soon to be the future but not everyone knew it in the early 2000’s or at least I didn’t fully grasp it all till now. So back to the start of my Facebook comedian career. I was in this Subway in West Seattle around 2008 and I see this beautiful mixed with Egyptian ethnicity gal in line scoring herself a mighty foot long. I quickly overheard another onlooker of her beauty ask her ethnicity in which she responded so I knew right from the gate to move to a better question. Thus, in a foot race, it would have put my body 2 car lengths past the competition to get her phone number. (<HAHA) Long story short her and I exchange contact info including email as we both worked in the area there with access to the computer during work hours etc. After we exchanged emails she got herself a Facebook account which automatically sent emails to all her email contacts to join Facebook like she did. Genius Suckerberg! So naturally I ditch the myspace like a kid drops his toys and grabs a motorcycle type way. Back 10-12 years ago Facebook was basic person to person picture and light video connections. Occasional DM slides for the most OG, “dusts shoulder real vigorously”. Also 10-12 years ago there was no pop up ads that appeared in your FB “news brainwash” feed that could magically appear there just when you talked amongst your friends. Basically it never popped up advertisements for exactly what you just talked about out loud. Nope, this was early days shortly after you had those unmentionable Top 8’s and theme music for your page era entrance. This was when FB was used mainly to connect with people you knew personally. Although soon after a bear shits directly in the woods like a 2 second mud storm…Myself and others figured out it was better than any dating platform ever to be created. Because not only could you connect with the opposite sex like you already had their phone number from simply via FB friend = FB messenger…you could then, also see profile pictures, general location, who they hang out with, what places they frequent, videos of them, age, employment and of course the male favorite, friends in common. Basically you could be more informed of any given woman, than all of their stalker ex boyfriends combined into one mega toxic brain. (<JK HAHA kindof) Yes, my friends I never ever downloaded one dating app because I never needed to when Mark sneaked one into all of our electronics so silently that some people actually use it to communicate over standard texting. Crafty. Regardless, le (fancy voice)Facebook was like hunting with a fucking machine gun to locate women. One minute you are happy to connect with that old flame from high school on FB and the next thing you know you are flirting comments with a high class stripper (Bikini Barista) from the dirty south end. Who probably misses her Daddy a bunch. Or maybe sliding in the DM’s of some hot Microsoft freak who goes with you to family shit but undercover wants to soak her business attire in the juice of West Seattle. Keep in mind this “DM Slides” is a term which was coined by the millennials as sliding into someone’s direct message inbox. As mentioned before I myself identify as an “Xennial” which means I grew up playing outside and had pagers n shit as oppossed to how many likes get to the center of the EDM, pop! So yep, Xennial, google that shit. Anyway, so the FB thing soon became very quickly a place to meet anyone you wanted, conduct business, date strangers, cause fights on comments that equal fights in real life. Social media has calculated easier ways’ people can catch someone cheating on them. Or social media can be the way people conceal their cheating. Social will always be basically the cause of and solution to everyone’s problems. No hate on social medial at all, I gained best friends from it. I dated awesome chicks from it’s connection gateways. I have helped people who were in need which also went vise versa. I used it to communicate with my family on the Canadian Squamish Rez, fist up for my Native Americans! (said in Randy savage voice) When you have family or friends in other countries Facebook for sure made it much cheaper to stay constantly connected with everyone. One of the downfalls of having Suckerberg jack your Facebook away like this. Oh well Dun Dun (dramaedy quick drama part haha). Also I think writing this reminds me of feeling like a real OG participants to the Fake book era. Because when Facebook really seemed to be everyone was the ignition of smart phones. That’s when social media and apps really hit. Because anyone who was anyone had a Facebook app directly on their phone as soon as you unpackage it. We were no longer logging in at home or at a desktop like some “hot or not days” after scrolling the dirty.com with your AT&T Razor phone on the counter. Now on our phones we are constantly manually checking in, posting pictures, making comments, arguing with opposing opinions. This tool of communication was not only at our fingertips, but anywhere you go when your phone is on your person. Something most never left home without. In present time it wouldn’t even phase a senior citizen glance at both male and female humans sitting on their phone at any given moment. Just zombies manipulated into mental stimulation. Trust me I can zone out on my phone at times too. Just interesting to drive down the road and see human people at bus bus stops glued to their phones or even our acquaintances spotted visually scrolling during various times of the day. Someone could post their feelings on FB at any moment and even include pictures or other website links, GIFS, EMOJI’s or otherwise early days MEMES, in an effort to help promote their thoughts and theories. Another common weak point of the average Jane Doe, was always the mistake of the good ol’ fashioned cry for help FB-posts that are strategically masked by a side boob image or angled down selfie shoot conveniently in the gym or public bathroom. Facebook had has now evolved even further to the point where if you don’t have it, you are considered an outsider social media. You are closed off to view political jargon shared amongst friends, or relationship sob posts to soak comment threads in thirsty pillows. Facebook allows pictures of others to profess personal memories to store online, or cross into self fake or real status wars. because in the end, any publicity, is good publicity if image is the goal. Without facebook some actually are more productive without detouring in a distraction ruled by Zuckerberg. Looks like not having a FB can also close you off from drama. However just like crack probably is a terrible buddy to invite over and I’m sure very bad for you, plus costs money. It also might give some people a kick ass high. Hopefully people don’t go ending under interstate 5 with your social media iphone pipes. Instead let it be the last resort you scroll when you are waiting to die in the Dept of Licensing waiting line! Facebook and social media really is equivalent to that special someone who gives us all those toxic coasters. You know the ones where your real human Ex of yours has that ability to be shitty at certain things but stellar at a couple things. Both skill avenues tend to just fuck with your world ever so slightly ways. Facebook my friend, can do just that and even make you ashamed when you miss it. So as many might know, I was pretty fucking funny on my Facebook page. I have always had a fascination with anything technology, internet whatever shit and on my Facebook I would post cool cars, awesome motorcycle stunt videos, pretty women and groups of friends hangin out smiling yet also networking within a circle of real dudes in real life. Nothing negative or hateful on my Facebook page and for sure never any inappropriate nudity or weirdo shit on there. Just classic night outs with friends or pictures of legendary memories Never much profanity than what comes natural. Less swear words goes a long way to getting your point across and I consider myself silky smooth and pixelated but digitally enhanced radio worthy in my communication electronic deliveries(that said in robotic pimp voice). So basically as my Internet rep built on the Fake Book machine it’s usually meaning that all good things must come to an end. So after 12 loyal long and firmly hard years with Suckerberg’s blue and white internet canoe, they decided to disabled my FB account for no reason. Meaning, they did not send me any email or even a warning in my FB instant messenger. Many who don’t have Facebook accounts would think this situation is hilarious and doesn’t matter at all. Which I can see why they would say that about the matter. However, you non FB people who never had a Facebook account can’t ever tell the story of how they reconnected with a loved one via FB. Or got connected for a high paying job through a post they saw on FB. People who never had Facebook couldn’t talk about pictures they shared with someone who unfortunately died but all that’s left of their rich memory is to their Facebook pictures and videos. Maybe special internet data you two shared in real life, yet documented on the internet for safe keeping. Often people these days and comfortably tell stories of meeting their husband or wife by connecting through Facebook in some type of way. Others even talk of mutual friends becoming larger friend groups. Facebook participants can even share stories of organizing events and birthday parties via Facebook pages to help make memories more memorable. I distinctly remember getting prompted live music invites in my FB notifications based off recent venues I FB checked in at. Once Facebook grew up before all of us we it quickly switched into Facebook’s being the parent. Now we are like FB children categorized by name and city with website tag. Once our profile uploaded we are visible to be watched, monitored and judged by anyone within our Facebook friend lists. Now a days FB friend lists consist of friends and family and mixtures of our own peers and acquittances. Trust me, it’s fun to post and comment pictures all day and get the latest news in the world of anything at a moments notice. Yet we might have went too far this time. Like building the atomic bomb, it was a great idea but what if it explodes and kills millions of people yet they built it anyway right. I tend to believe that Xennials in some ways actually fostered the internet into where it’s at in our 30’s today. True respect to Zuckerberg on a real serious note. That dude took an idea, made it better, then became a Billionaire. Can’t really hate on that. We gotta pay attention is all I’m saying. It was bad enough realizing our cell phones were becoming mobile audio/video tracking devices that we carry with us at all times yet we can find these said cell phone devices by GPS at any moment. After that conquest was completed Facebook made it possible to have large majorities of personal data to use any way they see fit. Even if that data had the power to sway opinions or views. The only purpose to mess with human minds like that is for psychological warfare. Maybe not that extreme HAHA! but you get the idea. Totally influencing people in subtle ways based off social media apps. This isn’t a conspiracy theory blog post or some attempt to prove aliens exist and the government is creating Wizards riding unicorns crap. No this blog post is just saying I can’t really tell you if Facebook honestly helped or hurt me in my life. If you have to question anything like that you probably don’t need it at all. Because in some ways it’s nice to glorify our lives on the interwebs. Although in other ways just being a local Legend off the grid in your own neighborhood primarily from word of mouth or reputation is hella filthy where I come from. West Seattle that is!! (said with my chest protruded wayyy out!) But seriously I won’t be making any real attempts to get my FB back. I sent the typical confirm your identity and google searched all the possible variables of why my account was disabled or deleted and basically I noticed how bat shit crazy we humans were. The deeper I searched for answers the deeper I noticed the dependency we all had to it. I started to remember an odd memory of a recent vacation that felt relevant to losing social media briefly. I was out in London and having real shitty cell service in most of the areas for whatever reason. I was having lots of fun despite that disconnection. I was just cruising around the city on a rented Jump Bike breezing through UK peeps. I just pegged that jump bike peddle to 100 thru the city and let the G Perico music blast my apple ear holes! I felt like I was in another word escaped from the internet world and free to meet whoever I want and be whoever I said I was without any social media additives to the equation. The bigger picture can be comical yet redundant and we don’t even see it! Like Zombie lemmings following each other off a cliff only to get a slow death. New technology can change relationships pathways with something as simple as the [Like] button. One minute the like button created a DM slide you wanted and next minute your girlfriend or millennial situation-ship, entanglement pal/friend thing is dumping you publicly for your mutual FB friend Tony who has all the great gym selfies. <HAHA, that shit is funny out loud. So in summary, after experiencing how much Facebook could help or hurt you was part of the mystery that kept you logging in each day. Welp, there is always Instagram and Snap Chat! HAHA! SuckerBerg!
you ever think about the government and humans as really only simplified to pimps and hoes? See, a pimp will beat a chick with a coat hanger and run her a bath right after to keep the balance on the jaded soul. She will become comforted and rely on this pimp and he will even let her earn an allowance from her work. Now the USA is also a beaten, abused, battered and emotional sensitive baggage carrying human. Also with previous old universe issues like a hoe who didn’t have a perfect childhood so now we are all a statistic. Well now good ol sugar daddy government knows how to swoop in just in the nic of time and tell us human hotties what’s what and who’s who’s and shut our mouths. Next thing you know we look at each other like we are in zoos like wild animals of different races and religions shapes and sizes. HAHAHA!!! -Anyway just an observation since we are all simply starving (said in dynasty princess stuck-up voice Darling) for the governments next instructions. Please Mr government tell us all where we can go, when we can go there, what we can do, who we can do it with, oh and What we can say and what does it all mean we only listen to you. Make sure we don’t say it out loud or on the internet. All these rules and not one of them pertain to racial advantages. The government has fooled us into thinking race, color and ethnic background is divided right now when it’s NOT. The government tricked you all into thinking a bullet has a name or race on it. We started judging by racial motivation not content of ones character. We all mention race or ethnicity like we are all just a bunch of tiny gerbils fighting over peanuts in a gerbil maze that the government created just for us. They tossed us inside a square gerbil box. Oh yea and there is a scary scary virus inside and it can kill you so wear a mask you Cute little gerbil scientists that or so smart as the government attaches tiny scientist hats on us as we flounder in the life maze for the cheeeeese .. eventually we are like taxidermy hollow gerbils who think stupid ass thoughts on the fucking internet gerbils!!! Even though I’m a baad MF’er from the best place in allllll of WA, west seattle. I’m still a gerbil too. We are just gerbil people humans when it comes to the government. Our real strength is only in our numbers . All human lives matter everything that has the ability to argue with another human over some dumb ass plandemic shit is… well human. Human gerbils but still human none the less. Pay attention gerbils! Weakness invites aggression, aggression can promote chaos. Chaos can lead to total destruction. Buuut then there is also rebuilding shit and restructuring and polishing a turd, cleaning garabge and then we rejoice! Hahaha who really fuckin knows. Bring whatever you want at us Mr Government because every day above ground is a good day to me !
Movies like this, remind me of how proud I feel to be a Native American. Also knowing Clint Eastwood had any involvement in this movie gives great confidence. First things first, this movie is amazing, powerful and realism to it’s ugliest truth. Watch it, love it, know it. Ok, So myself, I am Native American and Swedish ethnicity, and back in the 1980’s it wasn’t unheard of but it was still semi taboo to date a Beautiful lil Indian girl at West Seattle high School, but hey, my Dad was an innovator, a rebel and a Baad Mutherfucker in his hay-day(s). So he went for it, then oops here I am. In the Film Indian Horse they show the lead character go through several chapters of his life while he narrates the story to help you really grasp what the character is feeling. You see how Hockey is his way out of the life of Neglect, Abandonment, Abuse, Fear and oppression. Hockey in Canada is very popular how Football is very popular in the United States. However Hockey is much rougher as in Football fighting is strictly prohibited and can get you thrown out of games or fined. Hockey you can knock a guys teeth out and only receive minutes in a penalty box before returning to the game. The character goes through double the abuse during games as being Native American is double-hate time for other sports players. You see in the movie how this was an era when folks would openly taunt or hurt Native Americans just for being alive or enjoying a beer with friends. It makes you sick but also sort of reminded me of our History and how far we have come. First it was man VS Animal, then it was racism, then it was the type of race that mattered. Next humans realized women needed their rights, then our next milestone was gays deserved rights and soon after, Transgender can’t be left out and somewhere in the mix Animals deserved rights the whole time too. Soon the computers or robots will demand rights. Maybe that’s too far off? We digress, back to the film, there are some notable scenes like when the crowd applaud and adore the Lead Characters Hockey skills and congratulate him by throwing miniature toy Indians with Native Headdress/warbonnets on them. You see him lay on the ice staring at the the toys as land near him with this indifferent yet intense focus in his eyes. Leading us as the audience to think two things, one that he is highly offended to see a mockery of his people but also it could be a moment of shock that everyone praises him to make toys of him like a rockstar. One thing is for sure that OG Native Americans don’t appreciate mockery or toys with Warrior Chief Headdress’ on. The culture of the Native American Headdress is that it’s rarely given to anyone and only chiefs and warriors are among those to be given such a great gift. Few can proudly wear them and are to be defended at all costs. I remember the first time my Mother saw me wearing a warbonnet on my head that I bought from an online store. I wasn’t sure how she would react being a proud Native American herself. She takes one look at me and says “aww my lil Chief of West Seattle, cuuute, I love it” and it was at that moment I felt like the daughter of a Baad Mutherfucker who produced a Baad Mutherfucker for a Mom knighted me the power to wear this War Bonnet proud and to defend it against any opposing enemies. Not too long after that my Uncle (who is younger than me because the Natives don’t have an [OFF] switch, HA) Anyway my Uncle defends me to another Native from my own tribe or in Canada they call tribes “Bands” and the other member was offended by my War Bonnet. Said they are only earned. My uncle says this to him “If it’s drowning in the tears of his enemies or going through life full of Trials & Tribulations, then yes, My nephew has earned that. It’s not his fault he was sent to white washed schools without his Grandfathers guidance but at this point it’s important we as Native Americans hold onto whatever we got left.” and when I read that I felt like my Uncle did a giant upper cut punch right through any cultural appropriation comments brought on by anyone Native American OR not Native American. It was beautiful to know that he is my family. My uncle is a wise but gnarly Indian and I love him and the rest of my family just the way they are. So with that being said about how OG Native Americans not appreciating any sort of mockery of their culture you can see in the film the lead character never ever loses who he is no matter how far he goes in life. He carries his pride throughout the film into a victory lap around the scenes. You see how close he is to the family that helps him. Even though the character is taken in by other Natives who are not his direct bloodline he realizes family is who you choose. The movie covers a time when Native American language was removed from the schools and you would be strictly punished if you used any Native tongue or names in school. They successfully deleted much of Native American culture from the history books. Though some of the people he meets are great some are also bad but not revealed until it’s usually too late. You get to see an era on film before the civil rights movement with some harsh looks at our own people being harsh to other living breathing people. In a time when humans didn’t even know what humans are suppose to look like, yet it’s a trick fucking question, we are all humans so this is how we all look. How the earth was growing and like how human growing pains they can hurt. Our lands were so broken that we couldn’t even see the human race for the human and instead focused on only the race. This is a great movie for anyone that enjoys seeing a character never give up and never give in. Happy endings with true events makes it even all the better.
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