11/25/2021
What are the stories we tell, and how do they shape our world?
What are the ways our intrinsic human needs get twisted into tools to further entrench empire?
The day I am posting this has come to be recognized within the U.S. as a holiday of family and feasting, but for indigenous folks this is a day of mourning. The stories we were told in school, making construction paper turkeys by tracing our hands and celebrating the brave pilgrims, were lies constructed to hide the legacy of genocide.
It's also complicated, like all this work, because celebrating our loved ones, sharing food, and practicing gratitude are essential human needs. I remember looking forward to this day because some years this was the only time I saw my cousins, and for many working families this is one of few moments each year that everyone can come together. That's why it is so twisted, genocide has been hidden under and woven into our intrinsic need for connection and celebration. Capitalism squeezes life such that the only time some people can connect with their families is on an imperialist holiday glorifying a massacre.
So, do what you need to do, enjoy that meal, love up grandma, laugh at your niblings' jokes. But also learn about the origins of this day, have those hard conversations when you can, support the efforts of the indigenous people in your area, and take steps towards divesting from this lie of a holiday and creating traditions with your family not based on colonial genocide.
So we can start to tell new stories of healing, restoration, and true community.