Empty Seats at the Pow Wow

So I got a few hours in at the pow wow. Fun, as expected. Can’t really beat it for people-watching, and everybody is doing something and having a good time. Still digesting my fry bread and (fried) buffalo burger. I got waved down to an intertribal dance by some friendly old folks in buckskin, but I pretended they were waving at somebody else. I’m shy.

A couple of weeks ago when we were having a GEO rally outside the administration building, we had to wait while a group of Indians and supporters held their own gathering to demand the return of ancestral remains which they say the university keeps in storage. At the pow wow, somebody had thought to drive this point home by roping off sections of seats. Each section had signage indicating the number of people, what county their remains had been removed from, and in what year. The number I heard (or misheard) was something like 1100 seats held empty.

University president Mary Sue Coleman gave some remarks after the opening grand procession. I wonder if she was aware.

blue pow wow from the maize seats

2 comments:

Pow Wow’s are my life, i sing with a group called Pipestone jr’s, we are a Dakota singing group and we’ve been singing for 12 years just thought i will say that.

I love em. Got to spend a little time at the Ktunaxa pow wow south of Creston BC in the spring too. And I still dream of riding a motorbike across the US some summer, hitting all the pow wows I can find along the way.

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