Juan_Bottom wrote:Thanks Player. My grandmother was Chippewa.... and damned proud of it. You did not joke about race with her, or she would beat you senseless. Men and women both; I've seen it. And grandpa showed me the knife...
With a little help from the KKK, and WWII, she was one of the few lucky enough to get away from the reservation and not have to go back. The impression that she gave us all was that it was hell on earth. You had one place to work for your whole life: the plastic utensil factory. Before that it was some type of kitchen cleaning utensil factory.
Can you imagine going to school when you were 5.... and the teacher says "What do you want to be when you grow up? You can be anything! A broommaker, of fork maker, or a mop maker!"
For the most part Americans are completly ignorant of the problem. Just goes to show you that the past has not left yet.
I'm sorry how did the KKK help your grandmother?