PROGRESS-it is a subjective term in my opinion, and can be synonymous with decay as well. Sounds like an oxymoron, yet true.
It was touted as progress to create the reservation system, a progressive step to address the “Indian problem” – a way to educate, Christianize, and make “good citizens” of us.
The intent of this progress was to control and assimilate, to “civilize” in an environment that has amounted to little more than government created and sanctioned ghettos.
Ghettos that affect dissolution in an area of confinement and has led to generational poverty, generational warehousing, and finally to the wholesale breakdown of tradition and generational crime….. a new face to affix to the Indian problem.
We were going to be educated, shown the benefits of being hurled into the melting pot, either passively or by force, all for our general well being with equal opportunity to gain a piece of the American pie.
Little matter that this process of civilizing involved the abuses of the boarding schools that mandated removal from family, the cutting of hair, punishment for speaking one’s own language, sexual abuse, and even murder….it was progress.
The progress of being caught up in the modern world with no electricity, no heat-of our students having to drive long distances to access the internet to do school related research and homework.
Progress that creates dependency rather than independence, confinement rather than freedom.
I don’t recall exactly where but recently I read that the infamous FEMA trailers are now being distributed among some of the nations-these are the very trailers the public heard so much about as being laden with toxins, formaldehyde, and who knows what else.
I suppose some will say this is progress, an attempt to provide housing and meet the needs of people-if any sicken and die it won’t be the gift that counts but the thought behind it-a desire to help the less fortunate, to civilize and provide opportunity-just the latest rotting carcass tossed our way. The latest disease ridden blanket.
Sometimes you have to look back to move forward-sometimes you have to remember who you are and what it means-we aren’t doing enough of that.