Years ago, I wrote a post that served as a gentle reminder to Native Americans/First Nation’s people’s that they have every right to not celebrate Thanksgiving if they so chose and they had every right to make that decision for themselves. It got about fifteen thousand notes and the amount of white people who decided to butt in, whether in the replies or their reblogs or directly into my DMs and ask box, were substantial.
So, white people, here’s your Thanksgiving reminder:
If your ancestors came here and needed help from mine to survive the cold winters and harsh landscape, keep in mind that they betrayed my people with our food still in their stomachs; that their descendants participated in slaughtering my people and giving their scalps to the government, in exchange for payment; that some of us were forced to adopt the last names of those white men who drove us out of our territories and onto reservations; that there are stories of pilgrims kidnapping native men and crucifying them during their little cult plays about Jesus’ crucifixation (don’t worry, Jesus was always played by a white man and always just had his wrists bound up with rope; my kin had nails in their palms in the name of your ancestors’ devotion and I hope with my whole being that that God abandoned your ancestors out of disgust); that we are still finding children that you stole and then let die and buried on school grounds; that the elders who survived residential schools are still alive and need all the love and support we can give them after being malnourished, assaulted, and sexually assaulted; that my Tsalagi ancestors had to paint our ancient history and stories on cave walls far removed from your people after you demanded us to assimilate and “become white”; my Patawomeck ancestors, after a favorable judgment in court in their favor, were massacred by the state of Virginia and then enslaved—they are still picking up the pieces.
You were told a fairy tale about the first Thanksgiving—i know how Chief Japasaw died. Do you?
You have no right to try to force anyone to celebrate your holiday. If a Native chooses to, that’s their choice; but you do not get to argue that we have to. You do not get to argue about this at all.
For many tribes, Thanksgiving is a day of mourning.
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Am I wet? Am I on my period? Did I pee my pants?- next on wtf is going on down there.
I’m so glad this is a universal wondering among vagina-owners, haha.
‘Vagina-owners’
Tune in next time for: Are these menstrual cramps? Am I pregnant? Is it just gas? I wouldn’t have to ask these questions if I didn’t have a damn uterus
Next week: Is it a bladder infection? An ovarian cyst? Do I have endometriosis? Oh God please do not let it be cervical cancer! A 20/20 special
Y'all are forgetting the all-time classic: Is it just my period or is my appendix about to burst? Some nice tea and a heatpack or 911 and emergency surgery?
There is actually a test for that last one!
Place your hand over the pain, press down slightly and release. If the pain doesn’t change by any great margin, you’re fine. If it suddenly becomes some painful you can barely stand, Get thee to an Emergency Room
reblog for the safety of vaginas and their owners
The appendix test works with or without a vagina so reblogging for everyone.
