The White Man
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I've always been told that they met "through an Indian pipe, so I imagined a young girl Indian pipes in detail (for the relevance they had for my family history). I was imagining huge pieces of wood carvings, feathers, colorful fabrics and, of course, mirrors, because otherwise the story I told my parents did not make sense. I imagined the Indian sitting in the center pipe smoking and fooling my parents through the mirrors and smoke away. Monday, June 29, 2009
Pir Motion Detector Circuit Diagrams
But thanks to a documentary on the history of the Native American Indians have discovered that the pipes of the Indians are not so different from those of the stoners from all over the world. Unfortunately I have to admit that was not the only thing I found watching the documentary.
Pura casualidad que este fin de semana también tenía que leerme una etnografía de finales de los 70 sobre los Apaches de una Reserva del Oeste: PORTRAITS OF “THE WHITEMAN” KEITH H. BASSO
El libro trata sobre las bromas que los Indios de esta reserva hacen sobre “el hombre blanco” y a través de las cuales el autor analiza cómo los Indios Nativos Americanos ven a los Anglo-Americanos y cómo rechazan buena parte de lo que son sus costumbres a la hora de relacionarse. (Una mezcla de “ Sin noticias de Gurb ” y “ Stuff White People Like ”). Hasta el momento, al menos yo, tenía muchos ejemplos sobre bromas que los americanos hacen sobre los Indios, pero no al contrario y no sabía que me perdía la mejor parte.
Se ríen de todo: desde la rapidez con que “el hombre blanco” llama amigo a un casi desconocido (un ejemplo, un, dos, tres, responda otra vez: Facebook) hasta del empeño del hombre blando por gritar e insultar a las máquinas cuando estas no funcionan como esperaban. A mitad del libro no podía parar de reírme con cosas como esta (conversación en la que un Apache está contando como otro Apache imita a un Hippie):
“Él estaba de broma, ya se lo había visto hacer antes un montón de veces. Se puso a hacer que era un Hippie, se puso a mop on his head and began to walk around where I sat, staring at me. Without saying a word. Suddenly started telling me 'you Native American, Male, first citizen! Uaaau, Uaaau! ' and kept saying 'Uaaau!' and just then I began to ask for money, 'Give me a dollar, fifty cents, ten cents. You my brother, you are my brother 'and everyone started laughing. Becoming the Hippie says: 'You are my brother! " He says that just because he wants money, that's all. Some white men still believe that Indians are idiots . But
no doubt that the palm has been the acid has been criticism: "How you doing?" "How you doing?" something that comes up over and over in his imitations which incidentally was the style of Muchachada Nui . Each time you start imitating the white man saying, "How you doing my friend?" Because it never quite understand why a person who barely knows you and cares not a damn asks you how are you? Or how you doing? Something that would question any European when it comes to the U.S.. There are three types of people you ask this question: in shops, ie people who have not seen or are you going back to see and you have to answer "I'm doing Great!" People who know you and view you really have to answer something more elaborate than a "Great" and, finally, people who have sense I ask you, your friends, family, co-gigs, etc..
And it's funny because it is by no means the only criticism that I believe the Native American Indians and foreigners in U.S. agree. I'd be surprised how far we seem more like an Apache in the way of relating to an American. 14:30
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