I don’t see the issue with Elizabeth Warren's DNA much different
than Trump’s birther movement against President Obama. Trump, and people of his
ilk, made such brouhaha that Barack Obama finally had his long form birth
certificate made public in 2011, because he considered it was causing a
distraction, of which he thought to put an end. Did it make any difference? No,
birthers claimed it was a forgery and, to this day, maintain their position.
It wasn’t enough for Elizabeth Warren to say she had empathy
for Native Americans because she grew up being told she had Indian blood. Conservative
talk show hosts went berserk, grasping any small item they can blow into an outrage.
Trump publicly stated he would donate $1 million to a charity of her choice if Warren
took a DNA test to prove her heritage. When she acquiesced, he didn’t donate.
Surprise.
I grew up with a father who always told us he was part
Indian (Native American was not a part of our vernacular at the time.) My mom
told me that when she brought him home to introduce him to my grandparents,
they referred to him at a half-breed, though he was only 1/16th.
My
grandparents, like Warren’s grandparents, were not all too happy when my mother
showed up with an older black-haired man, whom she’d met three weeks prior, and
declared their engagement. Props to my grandparents; they accepted my dad and
grew to love him.
My mother was religious, went to church on Sundays and
dragged us children with her, though Dad rarely attended, only when it was a
whole family affair, like a baptism, wedding, or funeral. He told me his church
was the woods and he worshiped the mountain (Rainier), the stars, sun and moon.
He didn’t believe you could easily find God within four walls.
We knew my great-great-grandmother was Pocahontas. Not the real Pocahontas, my dad would tell us,
and that was not her real name, he
insisted. Years later, I discovered that women were called Pocahontas during
censuses and on marriage certificates, when they couldn’t spell their name, speak English, their husband
spoke for them, or they simply didn’t speak up. It was common practice, as
calling an Indian woman squaw was completely acceptable, though there is much
debate about the use and meaning of squaw. I was called papoose from my
earliest memories. It was never said with malice or negativity.
For Elizabeth Warren to be taking heat for claiming her
own DNA seems to me just another media circus; I don’t care which side makes claims against her. It has Trump rubbing his hands together with more broken promises
and unmitigated glee. Another thing to distract us from real issues, such as 50
white male students of the graduating class of 2019 of Baraboo High School in Wisconsin standing on the Sauk County Courthouse steps with the majority giving a Nazi sieg heil salute. Comments on the incident have been made by many, from the Democratic
Governor-elect of Wisconsin, to the photographer who regretfully took
the photo, but the fact remains. Trump has unleashed hatred and malevolence in
our country and it’s beyond bullying and pussy grabbing.
Thanks for reading.
