FYI
I'm a very small part Cherokee. I took an interest in my father's cultural heritage after my father's death because I saw a photo of a full-blooded Haudenosaunee that looked eerily like my father and in part because it got me wondering about elements of relationships to other men I had gotten to know prior to that.
Following my diagnosis with a predominantly Caucasian homozygous recessive disorder, I tended to get involved with anything but a White man because ethnicity is a quick and dirty genetics test dramatically reducing the odds I will -- whoopsie! -- end up pregnant with ANOTHER child with a Dread Disease.
I have it. One of my two sons has it. I have had ENOUGH of this damn disease, thanks!
(No, I don't actively seek out non-White men to get with. I'm a woman. Men almost always initiate.)
See PNG, Gary Farmer and My Dad for an insufficient attempt to catalog my writings about Natives which are sprinkled throughout many different blogs and include newer pieces like THIS and THIS, so good luck with that.
If you are Native and don't like what I have to say, welp, sorry? Stop reading my stuff and find a better way to spend your time.
You don't belong to me. I don't belong to you. The Native community has made it crystal clear I can get off their damn lawn and that street runs both ways.
See also Social Topics Interest Me as my latest attempt to say I'm not some paragon of virtue nor some judgy bitch Moralizing about fuck all. I'm some gal who is too truthful to be good desperately trying to make MY life work.
I have NO traffic. I'm not currently active on ANY social media platform anywhere. I'm in Social Cyberia, have been for a really long time and things have only grown steadily COLDER over the years.
So I don't want to hear your delusions that I'm powerful and influential and must be stopped.
15 April 2026
Following my diagnosis with a predominantly Caucasian homozygous recessive disorder, I tended to get involved with anything but a White man because ethnicity is a quick and dirty genetics test dramatically reducing the odds I will -- whoopsie! -- end up pregnant with ANOTHER child with a Dread Disease.
I have it. One of my two sons has it. I have had ENOUGH of this damn disease, thanks!
(No, I don't actively seek out non-White men to get with. I'm a woman. Men almost always initiate.)
See PNG, Gary Farmer and My Dad for an insufficient attempt to catalog my writings about Natives which are sprinkled throughout many different blogs and include newer pieces like THIS and THIS, so good luck with that.
If you are Native and don't like what I have to say, welp, sorry? Stop reading my stuff and find a better way to spend your time.
You don't belong to me. I don't belong to you. The Native community has made it crystal clear I can get off their damn lawn and that street runs both ways.
See also Social Topics Interest Me as my latest attempt to say I'm not some paragon of virtue nor some judgy bitch Moralizing about fuck all. I'm some gal who is too truthful to be good desperately trying to make MY life work.
I have NO traffic. I'm not currently active on ANY social media platform anywhere. I'm in Social Cyberia, have been for a really long time and things have only grown steadily COLDER over the years.
So I don't want to hear your delusions that I'm powerful and influential and must be stopped.
15 April 2026