#choctaw nation

[immortalmuses]

Watch Echo. Please. Please.

I cannot stress enough how important it is to see this kind of representation, this kind of investment from a company like Marvel, in telling indigenous peoples' stories. They consulted with the Choctaw nation, they DUBBED THE ENTIRE SERIES IN CHOCTAW. Choctaw is an endangered language! Fewer than 500 people remain that speak it fluently! And here it is, preserved in a Marvel Show about a Native Super Hero!!!!

I know you have MCU fatigue, I get it. I understand that some of the disney+ Marvel shows have been underwhelming. But I am BEGGING YOU. Just watch Echo. Just give it a chance, give Her a chance. The world is a better place with stories like this in it, and the only way we will get more of them is if we show companies like Marvel that their investment isn't a waste.

#Marvel #Echo #Maya Lopez #Marvel Echo #marvel mcu #Choctaw Nation #indigenous representation #Fandom: Marvel #c: Maya Lopez | Echo #Echo: media #Youtube

[porterdavis]

#choctaw nation #county cork #potato famine

[c-vs-the-world]

I know marvel had done bad things and are generally shitty in different ways but,,, having a Choctaw superhero/vigilante that isn't just "ooh city girl w long dark hair and a pair of beaded earrings" is so so healing. Actually hearing the Choctaw language is so healing. Seeing the cultural parts that get over looked by a lot of media portrayal, it's just good.

#plus Maya being dead + an amputee is so good #echo #choctaw #choctaw anumpa #choctaw Nation #csays #cthinks #marvel echo #edit: deaf* not dead smh sorry yall

[shamandrummer]

Climate-Endangered Tribe Sues Louisiana

By now, you're likely well aware of the climate crisis and its significant dangers to Indigenous communities the world over. The problem is especially magnified on islands and in coastal regions, where sea level rise can wipe away traditional homelands and make climate refugees of those who have been displaced. That's true even right here in the United States, where hundreds of Native communities -- in South Dakota, Alaska, Florida, Hawai'i, Washington, and Louisiana -- face existential threats.

And now, the first community to supposedly be moved from harm's way -- the Jean Charles Choctaw Nation -- is facing a new set of problems. Just before the new year, the tribe filed a landmark civil rights complaint with the U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development (HUD) against the state of Louisiana. In 2016, HUD granted Louisiana $48 million in aid to resettle the tribe. But, its complaint asserts, Louisiana failed to properly implement the grant and has ethnically and racially discriminated, violated tribal sovereignty, excluded cultural components central to a proper relocation program, and provided poor replacement housing.

The Jean Charles Choctaw Nation has resided on the Isle de Jean Charles for five generations, since the ancestors of its citizens escaped the Trail of Tears in the early 1830s amid President Andrew Jackson's Indian Removal Act. Its homelands and burial grounds are located in a region facing perpetual devastation and erosion by storms and sea level rise. Since 1955, the Jean Charles Choctaw Nation has lost over 98 percent of its lands to the encroaching ocean.

It's also worth noting that the tribe is located in Terrebonne Parish, a region notorious for oil extraction, high pollution rates, and environmental justice violations. The Parish and over 90 percent of its property are largely controlled by non-local fossil fuel and chemical companies. The infamous "Cancer Alley" is just upstream.

By filing its complaint with HUD, the Jean Charles Choctaw Nation is looking to the federal agency to investigate the grant-funded resettlement program, currently run by Louisiana's Office of Community Development (OCD). The tribe hopes HUD will order OCD to respect tribal needs and authority as the program's implementation proceeds. The lawsuit is also significant in that, while the tribe has state recognition from Louisiana, it does not have federal recognition, which would extend access to more grants, disaster assistance, and various legal powers -- including constitutional protections and self-governance recognized by the United States.

#climate change #indigenous cultures #indigenous rights #climate refugees #native americans #choctaw nation

[a-typical]

THE YEAR 1847 WAS AN extremely difficult one for the Irish people. Known as “Black 47,” this was the worst year of the famine in Ireland, where close to one million people were starving to death. Humanitarian aid came from around the world, but the unexpected generosity of the Choctaw Nation stands out, and began a bond between the two people that continues to this day.

The Choctaw Native Americans raised $170 of their own money—equivalent to thousands of dollars today— in aid to supply food for the starving Irish. This exemplifies the incredible generosity of the Choctaw people, because just 16 years before, they were forced by U.S. President Andrew Jackson to leave their ancestral lands and march 500 miles on the “Trail of Tears,” in terrible winter conditions. Many did not survive.

Today, the Irish people are still grateful for the generosity of the Choctaw people. A monument stands in Midleton’s Bailick Park as a tribute to the tribe’s charity during the Great Famine. Named “Kindred Spirits,” the magnificent memorial features nine giant stainless steel feathers, shaped into an empty bowl.

The creator, artist Alex Pentak, explained, “I wanted to show the courage, fragility and humanity that they displayed in my work.”

Beyond the monument, there are many other examples of the continued link between the Irish and Choctaw people. In 1990, several Choctaw leaders took part in the first annual Famine walk at Doolough in County Mayo; two years later, Irish commemoration leaders walked the 500 mile length of the Trail of Tears. A former Irish president is now an honorary Choctaw Chief. Most importantly, both Choctaw and Irish people now work together to provide assistance for people suffering from famine worldwide.

#Alex Pentak #Irish #Choctaw #Trail of Tears #1847 #Black 47 #famine #ireland famine #cw death #choctaw nation #native americans #andrew jackson #Midleton’s Bailick Park #Bailick Park #Kindred Spirits #famine walk #Doolough #irish famine #solidarity #atlas obscura #atlasobscura #Cork Ireland #Ireland #jackson hotaling #article

[todaysdocument]

Report of Asst. Agent Cross on the forced relocation of a group of Choctaw people:

“ . . . this party marched from Rock Roe on White River to Fort Towson a distance of three hundred and twenty miles in 26 days - crossing many water courses on the route - and did not loose one day the whole rout.” January 10, 1833. 

Record Group 75: Records of the Bureau of Indian Affairs

Series: Letters Received

File Unit: Commissary Gen'l of Subs (LR- 1833, C-Choctaw)

Transcription: 

Recd. 21 Jan[uar]y Madison Indiana January 10th 1833 Sir, In compliance with the 8 Article of the 5 Section of the Regulations concerning "the Removal of Indians" " = I have the honor to report that the detachment of emigrating Choctaw Indians under my charge, arrived in their new country in the vicinity of Fort = Lawson = on the 11th Dec[embe]r = and after making the necessary arrangements - preparatory to their dispersing - they left on the 15th of the same month for the purpose of selecting situations on which to locate themselves. _____ I have the satisfaction to inform you that the Cholera=had entirely disappeared from among the emigrants = several days before they arrived in the Nation, and at the time of my having them, 15 Dec[embe]r - not a

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= solitary case of sickness of any character was among the forty under my charge. I will with pleasure further remark that this party marched from Rock Roe on [the] White River [Arkansas] to Fort Towson [Oklahoma] a distance of three hundred and twenty miles in 26 days - crossing many water courses on the route - and did not loose [sic] one day the whole rout[e] = performing their daily march with much cheerfulness - and arrived in their new Country in good spirits. I herewith enclose [for] you a brief "journal of assurances" during the march from Rock Roe - which is respectfully submitted ----- the Muster Roll exhibiting the strength of the party = for the East as well as the West side of the River, will I presume be presented you by the Superintendent --- I am permitted by the Superintendent (in instructions dated 22 Dec[embe]r to depart to this place, and hold (over [page turn]) [Other side of document] = myself subject to the news of the Gov[er]n[men]t for the future emigration. All communications which you may be pleased to make to me, will be addressed to this place, Madison Ind[ian]a. with much esteem I am Sir, Very Respectfully [?] [?] [?] S.T. Cross As[sistan]t Agent Ch[octaw] Rem[ova]l

#archivesgov #January 10 #1833 #1800s #Native American history #American Indian history #Indigenous American history #Choctaw Nation #Choctaw #Trail of Tears #Indian Removal

[texasflycaster]

Monday Eclipse on the Sidewalk

Wow, can you believe the news coverage of today’s eclipse. It wasn’t so long ago, 2017 in fact, that I was talking about a partial eclipse while fly fishing on Ray Roberts. If you don’t make it out, or you don’t get to see the fishy reaction to an eclipse? Let me tell you, there is a reaction! And that was only a partial eclipse, so I can imagine since a large swath of North Texas is in totality,…

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#choctawnation #choctawnationflyfishing #flyfishing #mondaymorning #oklahomaflyfishing #Choctaw Nation #fly fishing #fly fishing oklahoma #monday morning sidewalk #oklahoma #Texas Fly Fishing Report

[sinceileftyoublog]

Anaïs Mitchell Live Show Preview: 4/28, Evanston SPACE

BY JORDAN MAINZER

On Anaïs Mitchell’s warm and wistful eighth, self-titled album (BMG), her reflections increase her desire to be present. It begins with a track about going over the Brooklyn Bridge in a taxi, sitting next to an inspiring partner. But Mitchell wrote the song when living in her hometown in Vermont in the house her grandparents used to own, where she moved during the pandemic. These elements--where you are, where you were, and where you want to be--all come into play throughout the record. With a cast of longtime collaborators, including Bonny Light Horseman bandmate Josh Kaufman as producer, Mitchell has penned a romantic album about having perspective in your personal and creative pursuits.

“Bright Star” is an immediate standout, an exercise in humility, making peace with things you couldn’t ever quite get your finger on. “We have sung in tongues of angels / And then stumbled on the pavement / And I understood my place then / And my purpose in relation / To the young and ancient night,” Mitchell sings. Her unexpected rhyming of “pavement”, “place then”, and “relation” exemplifies her stellar and creative writing, her ability to bend the English language to what she wants to say. Whether on the acoustic guitar ditty “Real World” or the upbeat “On Your Way (Felix Song)”, the latter a tribute to the late producer Felix McTeigue, Mitchell moves to appreciate her immediate surroundings. Adopting a musical recording phrase to a life mantra on “On Your Way”, she sings, “You get one take.”

The most relatable moments on Anaïs Mitchell are when Mitchell recognizes that having such a wise sense of perspective is sometimes elusive. On “Little Big Girl”, she recognizes her unfair feelings towards her parents for not teaching her how to be a woman and deal with all the bullshit women have to face. “How come I feel so small sometimes? I thought by now I’d have it all figured out,” she asks. “Well I don’t / How come you never told me?” On “The Words”, she illustrates the challenges of being a songwriter in a relationship, how having your head in the clouds can come into conflict with life. “Did you know you’d share your bed with these voices in my head?” she asks of her partner. Though she ultimately realizes “nobody gives you a map of the ridge” on closing piano ballad “Watershed”, Mitchell’s wisest moment comes on “Revenant”. Over acoustic finger-picking and with multi-tracked vocals, electronics, and shaky percussion, she sings about looking through her grandparents’ box of memorabilia, the instrumentation sounding like an envelopment of ghosts. Though she lists details like photos and locks of hair, it’s one astute general observation that rings truest: “We’re as young as we’ll ever be / Old as we’ve ever been.”

Mitchell plays SPACE in Evanston tonight. Choctaw Nation singer-songwriter Samantha Crain opens. Doors at 7:00 PM, show at 8. Tickets are sold out!

#live picks #anaïs mitchell #space #samantha crain #bmg #brooklyn bridge #bonny light horseman #josh kaufman #felix mcteigue #evanston space #choctaw nation

[olowan-waphiya]

#solidarity #irish #choctaw #navajo #i really love this picture and wanted to share #kindred spirits #ireland #first nations #indigenous people

[grandboute]

Pow Wow - Danse avec la Loue #6 - à Ornans, Doubs

C'est dans 2 mois !!

Rencontre avec les nations amérindiennes

Danses et chants traditionnels

Contes et légendes

Témoignages et ateliers pratiques

Marché artisanal

Cette édition 2023 vous permettra de rencontrer les nations Choctaw, Paiute, Lakota oglala, Innu, Ojibwe, Arapahoe, Huron-Wendat, Anichinabé, Attikamek.

La ville d’Ornans, en partenariat avec l’association Four Winds qui soutient les peuples amérindiens depuis plus de vingt ans accueille le POW WOW Danse avec la Loue. S’ils sont très répandus aux États-Unis, le rassemblement d’amérindiens « POW WOW Danse avec la Loue » est l’unique événement du genre en Europe à respecter fidèlement les traditions et coutumes amérindiennes.

#pow wow #danse avec la loue #ornans #nations #amerindiens #four winds #nations amerindiennes #peuples premiers #coutumes #first nations #choctaw #paiute #lakota #innu #arapahoe #huron-wendat #contes #ateliers #marche traditionnel #conferences #ceremonie #rencontre #traditions #stolen land #doubs #franche-comte

[fortheloveofdeaddove]

I fell off the wagon, and finally wrapped up today by telling the last person in my support network what was going on.

Folks, relapse is the rule, not the exception. Yeah, there are those stories. But they are legends and myths and not very good guidebooks for us normal folk.

I've joined a Wellbriety group, which is focused on recovery in the context of Native American culture. I received an invitation from a friend who, simply put, has never questioned my identity since she found out I was Choctaw. It started by inviting me to participate in the planning of the Native American high school graduation celebration in May. I donated a store bought cake to the cake walk. I was too nervous to attend, and I didn't know anyone graduating. Then through that networking, I found out about this new group that hadn't even had their first meeting yet.

The meetings are called Talk Circles. We smudge first, then a psuedo-Christian/Native American prayer is said. Then we pass the eagle feather and it proceeds much like an AA meeting. These are the only traditional practices I have ever engaged in, in a group or alone.

Tonight was the second meeting, and it wasn't an easy one for me. I feel like an imposter, and have been looking for a Magical Indian Elder to give me permission to be Choctaw for a long time. (I understand the permission and acceptance must come from me, but the wounds are deep and the feelings don't match the words I can type out about it). The trauma I carry about my grandfather's rejection sat very heavily on my heart as I listened to everyone talk about how reconnecting or engaging in their tribe's traditions and culture helped them heal. My grandfather quite specifically rejected myself, my sister, and my brother, amongst ALL his grandkids. WE were left out Christmas morning when he dressed in full regalia and danced and sung. WE were never included in any of the portraits he painted (believe me, every other grandchild was in one or more of his other paintings, this is not an exaggeration). We also happen to look super white comparatively, and all my other aunts' and uncles' spouses at least had some Native American ancestry. My mother did not.

An elder in the group tonight talked about how we were family, and everyone in the room was his brother and sister. Then he offered to talk with anyone if they ever need it, that he'd be happy to go sit with them in a sweat lodge.

"He doesn't mean you," said the horrible, awful voice that's been following me around since childhood.

Likewise, with all my religious trauma, though I yearn to fill this cultural void and find acceptance, I loathe the idea of exploring any spirituality. Find your higher power. Find your higher power. You don't have to believe in God but find your higher power and EVERYONE in the room is gonna call him God and refer to him as Him and talk about His Son Jesus Christ. I don't want to find reasons to be a cast out, to differ myself from them. But in that room where I felt like an imposter who just couldn't get with the script, I really struggled.

Am I just a white woman culturally appropriating and worse, taking up resources where I don't belong?

Grandpa's parents were both "half" - great grandpa being Choctaw and white, and great grandma being Chickasaw and white. Grandpa himself always said he was "half". How the fuck you go from that to two generations later being 9/256 as my tribal card says.... Who the fuck knows?

It occurred to me after I'd left that I'd received a back handed compliment. The sister of one of the organizers came up to me after the meeting (I'd been visibly crying, not fainting couch stuff I wasn't trying to center my white woman tears) and she told me how much she appreciated my being there, because she's had such imposter syndrome. It didn't take me long to figure out this VERY Native American-looking woman with a last name that included "eagle" and "feather" in it wasn't talking about my identity issues. She just felt better knowing there was someone who was an active addict in the group, because she only had a short time of sobriety accrued and she'd been worried because her brother was an organizer. (She was NOT trying to be mean. She meant it wholeheartedly and I'm sure she didn't realize I'd be sensitive to something like that.)

What I don't want is for other people to see me in that space and feel less safe or at home, or less like it's truly a Native event. I can't control other people's feelings. It's a strange combination of being raised white, female, and evangelical Christian, and having deconstructed a good deal of that. Be absolutely politically correct to EVERYONE (impossible). Be perfect and affable, obtain everyone's approval, do not take up space or if you do, you better not be disruptive. Make everyone happy, take care of everyone else first.

It's a serious lack of authority in one's own life.

I suggested adding a cake walk to the Halloween event that's being put on. Two non-white men, one after the other, both asked me what it was, and if it was a "white person" thing. Even though I had just told them I had the idea because of it being at the graduation ceremony. The Native American graduation ceremony. Where people, ya know, danced and walked... in a fucking circle. >_> Like ya do in a cake walk. Gee, so strange and different sounding. So white and colonizing!

(It was actually a celebratory game developed by enslaved African Americans on plantations. I looked this up after the fact because I just had a suspicion lol.)

What people see when they look at me isn't entirely in my head. I just have to learn to live with shit like that. I'll call them micro-resentments, because I don't think aggression is the right word. Sadly, I've always been extremely sensitive (gimme plenty of that bi-polar flavoring) and value highly people's approval. It's going to be hard for me.

When I obtain enough sobriety, I'm starting a secular recovery group. I think all these methods - AA, Wellbriety, S.M.A.R.T., etc, go pretty well together. We atheists in the Bible Belt deserve a safe place to be secular though. We really do.

#recovery #substance abuse #mental health #identity issues #choctaw #chickasaw #racial conflict #native american #first nations #alcohol recovery #secular recovery

[chronicparagon]

Kind of Harmony related:

According to Choctaw history, there is a story about the solar eclipse. Fani’ Losa (black squirrel) was a very hungry squirrel who would try to eat the sun. This would have plunged the world into darkness.

The people save the sun by making loud noises to scare Fani’ Losa away. They banged pots and pans to scare him. This eclipse will be over the Choctaw Nation in my state. It’s relevant to Harmony because the Choctaw are similar to Chickasaw.

In fact, they were one tribe a long time ago. How they split is based on the Great Migration story with the sacred pole and Ofi’ Tohbi (White Dog). The US government tried to combine them again but both nations wanted to remain separate because they are sovereign and despite being similar, they have distinctions.

Even the languages are similar with the Choctaw, but the Choctaw people called the black squirrel Fvni Lusa.

Harmony may or may not end up being loud on the day of the eclipse for the sake of tradition.

#ooc #spam #well kind of #it’s also kind of a headcanon #because it’s based on Harmony who is a more distant relative of Choctaw #she’s Chickasaw and Lakota #but had family members marry into the Choctaw Nation #my sister shared this story with me #and I thought it was cool #she may share that as well since her oc is Choctaw

[paperkestrel]

one of these days i'm gonna write a whole essay on how it feels to be a second-generation native american because there's so much conflict and grief of identity that i feel every day

#rambles #like im a registered member of my nation but im so white in appearance and experience that i feel like i missed out on a lot #it just always feels like im toeing an extremely thin line #i just hope theres someone else out there that feels this way too #native american #choctaw #indigenous

[sakebytheriver]

As someone growing up Irish in Boston the home of the Irish American population it really is incredible how dickless they are compared to native Irish people

#ignore me #like i do not know a single irish american bostonian who would send money to the choctaw nation #do you know how many Boston irish bitches are trumpers 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[rubysevens]

hating ireland is an inevitable consequence of living here. heart emoji.

#its just that it is abysmally racist here #and while the donations to the choctaw and navajo nations are good deeds which helped people going through terrible things #where is that energy for travelers. where is that energy when people of color are targeted in the streets. by teens and adults #where is that energy for non white refugees and asylum seekers. where is it for homeless people #like the hypocrisy of a country that talks about its colonial past while still upholding racist and colonial structures every day. insane #honestly im just not. interested. in hearing stories about irish people reckoning with the famine which do not address #the way that ireland treats immigrants and refugees in similar situations. #like shut the fuck up #in all fairness im drunk but i feel this way when im sober as well

[weirdestarrow]

Ireland and choctaw headcanons?

Choctaw:

Has a Claddagh ring from Ireland that he wears on his left hand with the heart pointing in

Fluent in English and Choctaw. Speaks a little French. And he’s learning Irish

Ireland:

Adopts human kids and raises them, and is also a father figure to many countries

Close friends with Choctaw, although they didn’t meet in person until 1990.

Gave Choctaw a Claddagh ring when they dedicated the Kindred Spirits statue

#ask #countryhumans #countryhumans ireland #countryhumans choctaw nation