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Hey! ya think Tex can role a cig in one hand, lighting it with a strike of a match off'n his britches, while keeping the Bull Durham bag in his mouth while roping Longhorns bareback?
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Ceremony dresses for Indian women. The decorations are sea shells.
Again, all of this, hundreds of years back, sewn with bone needles or hardwood needles employing leather thread, gut string or hand woven thread from plant fibers.
On your far right, reed weaving much like in a previous picture.
quote:Originally posted by Purl Gurl: Enunciating your local names for places makes my mouth hurt!
Taha
I can't pronounce anything correctly, My relatives pronounce everything perfect. Dad and a few aunts and uncles go to Norway every few years to keep in contact with the relatives still over there, they visit the original family homestead, which is still kept up. Someday I will get the chance to go as well but right now I am to busy with my family. I don't get much time off with 4 children.
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Great pic's Taha..We are just to damn spoiled... Some still do make their own clothing, around here the women sew!
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No, these are tribes of the Southwest, Hopi, Navaho and others; Arizona, New Mexico, parts of Texas. These areas are closer to home and more studied than Choctaw and Cherokee, save for the Trail of Tears period of Southeast tribes transplanted into Oklahoma.
Much Indian history, a lot of Indian history is forever lost because of genocide. Hundreds of tribes became extinct, through genocide. We know very little about those tribes.
My college classes focused on California Indians and Indians of the Southwest.
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"...Tex can role a cig in one hand, lighting it with a strike of a match off'n his britches, while keeping the Bull Durham bag in his mouth while roping Longhorns bareback?"
Not sure about the hand rolling but I have heard a rumor Tex gets a thrill riding bareback, both he and his horse.
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i used to spend quite a lot of time around ft sill in lawton, ok also anardarko, there are still a lot of native americans and momentos in that area. even in missouri we see some tribal license plates from oklahoma. big casino on ok-mo border !
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East coast Indians, the least is known because those tribes are the first to be assimilated by the (Borg) Anglo culture. Do not be confused, a lot is known about tribes along the Eastern Seaboard areas of North America, from Canada down to Florida. However, anthropologists cannot fully sort out which traditions and cultural aspects are original and which are tainted by the Anglo invasion.
Moving westward towards the Mississippi River, a bit more is known because assimilation by the Anglo cultures took place a century or two later than in the Eastern Seaboard.
Midwest and south, even more known, save for some tragic events. By the time Anglos arrived west of the Mississippi, America was a country with a standing army. During this time, Indians were simply slaughtered causing the loss of almost all Indian history; Trail of Tears.
Plains Indians and Southwest Indians, much more is known because they were amongst the last to be slaughtered by Anglos. Up until 1900 to 1920, many Southwestern Indians, especially the Navaho, still lived traditional lifestyles. These Indians lived in remote wilderness areas and are nomadic in nature making them harder to hunt down and kill. Much is known about tribes of the Southwest.
Best known are West Coast Indians, from California to Canada, because by the time Anglos arrived in the Wild West, Anglos has become a little bit more civilized and laws had been passed to protect Indian tribes.
Our knowledge of tribes is a direct reflection of the westward movement of Anglos. Least amount of knowledge is in the east, the greatest amount of knowledge is in the west. This is an ironic and tragic result of expansion and genocide.
Much the same happened in Central America and today's Mexico as the Spanish invaded and killed Indians in search of gold, spices and other exotic trade goods. Difference is the Spanish were successful at completely wiping out Indians in that region, thus we know so little about the Aztec, Inca and other tribes. They remain a mystery of extinction in history.
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anglos killed just to kill. if you read anout lewis and clarks expedittion before anglos moved west and compare it with today it shows how this country has been completely stripped of most of its natural beauty. the trail of tears is another chapter that was conveniently left out of most history books, at least when i went to school. it angers me to see how what really happened differs from what is taught in school !
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Off to help load up tree trimmings at a rental to take to the dump. Do not worry, my husband will not trick me into being left at the dump like he did years back. I dunno, some people around here might prefer I be left at a dump.
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yes like those. we have some big hospitals and clinics here and i usually see them around the hospitals. are the plates different colors for each tribe ? i will look closer next time i see one and tell you which tribe it is.
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An update on the meth freak renter mentioned way back there.
He is now reduced to living in a car loaned to him by a friend in prison.
I drove by, very early morning, and noticed him sleeping in his car, sitting upright behind the steering wheel, head leaning in an uncomfortable position against the driver's window, mouth wide open in a snore mode, one arm tossed over his head.
The boy has not enough brains left to at least sleep on the backseat.
He keeps his pit bull chained to the door of his car, in keeping with a paranoid meth freak.
He is clinging to the familiar by remaining in the neighborhood, but never in front of our rental. He is a completely outcast, people around there call the police frequently to report him as a vagrant and a drug dealer.
Senseless.
Revenge often not be needed extracted directly. Many times people are their own worst punishment, usually with only with a need for someone to gently nudge them in the direction of punishment.
Now he is homeless, addicted to meth, a drug dealer and a petty thief. Will not be long he will be back in prison where, oddly, his quality of life will enjoy a great improvement.
In keeping with odd, his friend who loaned him that old Lincoln Continental, is a Morongo Indian who receives about thirty-thousand a month from his casino "pension" payment. He is in prison on drug related charges.
How ironic Life hands some a good life and they throw away that good life.
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people like that usually punish themselves a lot worse that we could even if we were trying. the worst punishment is when they wake up and finally realize what they have done with their lives. this is a truism in life.
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No, those people never learn to accept any blame for anything. If they could, they would never have gotten into that shape.
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quote:Originally posted by Purl Gurl: Tex, do you have recent articles? I have been looking all over for your articles. I find titles but keep receiving,
"The requested article was not found."
Those newspapers I check, your articles date back too far; no longer available.
Taha
ya...
sadly, have come to realize this... I *assumed* my stuff was still available...
On another computer, I have saved Web images of several...will revive...other stuff, I could perhaps scan... I do not have the portfolio I should...lost and damaged through the years and moves...available now only in old files ("morgues") and microfiche... I haven't published anything in a few years, now...
I see Citysearch still has a few "briefs," which are interesting only academically: they have a strict word-count limit, so it's interesting to try and convey the "essence" of a place in a few words...
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I went over there to copy out my Bantam Rooster story, a really cute story which is highly relevant to topic of discussion, all I found is this,
"This post was removed due to vulgarity, profanity and personal insults as well as being disruptive."
I will recreate the Bantam Rooster story for you boys, cute funny story bound to make you smile if not laugh.
Rather humorous, some darn good rants going on over there, in "Purl Gurl's World."
Kinda forgot about my own board over there, after returning here.
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Oh, not Purl Gurl's World, Purl Gurl's Place. Suppose I was not impressed enough to remember.
Yes, I was in here at three or four in the morning a couple of days back; Grandma's Day.
No, I not a grandmother. Grandma's Day is every single day. Grandma would also wake up around three or four in the morning, light some coal oil lamps, go out to our well house, fetch some fire wood, build a fire in her stove, then prepare for the coming day.
She would stoke her fire, pump many buckets of water to fill her water tank inside her stove so the men folk would have warm water for face washing and shaving. While her water warmed, she would make biscuits, from scratch, go out to the smoke house, slice off some pork, fetch potatoes from the root celler, then proceed to cook a big breakfast for all, scrambled eggs, a slice of ham, fried sliced potatoes along biscuits and gravy, all washed down with great raw milk. Maybe some butter if she churned.
Nothing as good as breakfast in kitchen warmed by a wood burning stove and lit by coal oil lamps. That is stove as in cooking stove.
We would not eat again until after sunset.
Periodically, when a busy day is about rise, I will have Grandma Day. This is a day I wake up and start the day around three or four in the morning, like Grandma. I think we set fence posts, poured concrete that day, at a rental. Worked until sunset, just like on our farm.
Saturday, I grabbed our daughter and took her along. The two of us erected about a hundred feet of fencing during the day. This is part of her earning her keep, although she works full time during the week.
Today, her and I took turns operating a hundred pound Bosch jack hammer busting up a run of concrete, a foot wide by thirty feet long. This including shoveling it out, wheelbarrowing and all that. We are about to install an underground electric run and sprinkler pipes for a rental.
The moral to this story is there is no moral.
I am just bragging about how darn hard we work.
Took a niece out to aimlessly drive around in my Corvette. She calls, asks if we could drive around and talk. This is her signal she has some issues. She did. I could not resolve her issues. Only she can do this, even though she is only fourteen. Be sure I was both honest and compassionate. Toughest time our lives is when we are teenagers, very tough.
Ended the evening with a dead battery. I forgot to turn off my headlamps when we stopped for frozen yogurt in a mall. This responsibility became hers. She had to break a dollar to attain some quarters, make a phone call (we have no cell phones) to my old man, explain were we are and to bring jumper cables. She does fine.
While waiting for hubby to show, I spot a young couple told her to watch. The boy has his arms wrapped around her, she does not wrap her arms around him. She is pushing backwards, he is pulling her close, "Watch, he will take her arms and make her wrap her arms around his neck." He does. This leads to a talk about how men are control freaks, how men are physical, demanding, all the usual stuff. Eventually, as I predicted, she would push away from the boy being uncomfortable. She does so.
My old man brings the wrong truck, no jumpers. We have to ride back home to pick up cables. My niece asks if she could just stay home.
"No, you may not. You must see this event through from start to finish. Go fetch the jumpers," and I tell her where to find those jumper cables.
Back at the 'Vette, she is taught how to hook up the jumpers, let the battery charge a bit, and she has to start the 'Vette, after being advised how to place a stick shift in neutral.
She does just fine and rides with me back home.
Issues. She wants me to buy her a pack of smokes. This was a tough topic to discuss. Some of her friends have cigarettes, she wants to fit in.
Dealing with peer group pressure is so hard.
"...but smoking pot is illegal and smoking cigarettes is legal." How do you justify this?
You do not. There is never a rational explanation for hypocrisy.
We move on into topic of her being on a diet and she is doing well. Sex, drugs, rock n roll, the whole stick. I tell her I would rather she smoke pot than cigarettes, talk about how nicotine is the most addictive drug known, smoker's breath, the stench, health, cancer and all that.
She is grounded for Summer, the last month of Summer. She and friends do a sleep over, get drunk the night of the sleep over. Next night, the night she is to go home, they get drunk again. She calls mom for a ride home, mom figures out she is drunk. I explain to her this is stupid. "You got away with this on the first night. The second night you knew mom would pick you up. You turned yourself in, you confessed. That was stupid."
We talk about the importance of planning, the importance of being a good thinker, the critical importance of responsibility, like not drinking and driving.
Not sure all soaked in. On the way home we pull up next to a Mustang GT. She wants me to race the Mustang, which is no race at all. I do not tell her Mustangs are no match having street raced those before, always blowing their doors off.
I do tell her if we are caught street racing, our laws require I spend a night in jail, my 'Vette taken away and I will be charged with child endangerment, along creating severe family issues.
My niece did come away with a fifty dollar bill. I asked her if she would trade her remaining two quarters for fifty bucks, "Sh!t yes I will," and she does. Know where she stashed that fifty I peeled off and handed her? In her bra. Smart girl.
This led to talk about how important is being successful and earning good money along with how only mature and responsible people are those who win in life; nobody will give you fifty bucks for two quarters.
No moral but this is why I am up late, tonight, and will be up at five in the morning, to get right back to work.
If there is a moral, discussion boards are no different than teenage peer group pressure. Here people behave as their peer group does. Most often, this behavior is inappropriate.
A lot of people, a majority of people who participate at discussion boards, need to grow up, need to mature, need to be responsible and need to not succumb to peer group pressure.
At times, this discussion board teenage behavior is downright annoying.
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A bantam rooster shows up at our farm, probably ran off from another farm down the route. He immediately sets about proving himself to be the King of Cocks.
This King of Cocks, every chance possible, would come running at you to flog your ankles, peck at your feet, all to remind you he is the true King of Cocks. Each time, we would give him a swift boot sending him flying across the barnyard to land in an ego tussle and a cloud of dust. Right back he would come running to defend his precious ego, only to be booted again.
The King of Cocks was after the hens so much, he literally plucked all the feathers off the back of the hen's necks. He had those hens in such a sexual fright, they quit laying eggs.
I am helping Grandma in her kitchen. She says, "Child, go out there and wring that bantam's neck then pluck him for dinner."
Dinner that night, there is just enough of the bantam, being so small, for a few bites for each adult. We children do not enjoy eating the King of Cocks with so little to go around.
However, I sure enjoyed wringing his neck.
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That is my bantam rooster story which was removed "...due to vulgarity, profanity and personal insults as well as being disruptive."
Sure a lot of bantam roosters around these boards.
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It happens to several of us, Lady Purl. There doesn't seem to be any "theme" as to what gets deleted and I'm wondering if there is a software problem.
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This is possible, Bdgee. I would expect, however, a pattern to develop if a software glitch, such as article numbers ending in "09" or articles posted within a specific timeframe, displaying problems, like vanishing.
Software glitches are very predictable, once a glitch is found, which can be very difficult. A glitch may appear random but never is. Software is a collection of written instructions. To be random, those instructions would have to change.
Could be a software problem, though. I cannot completely dismiss this.
Might be I am cranky this morning. Might be my attitude is tainted by typical behavior displayed by moderators and administration at all boards. Also possible is my back is sore from lugging around a jack hammer leading to being snappy.
Randomness is usually a human factor, not a software factor.
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For trivia, when I operate our big yellow jack hammer, I sit on its handles. This drives its chisel an inch or two into the concrete before I ever pull the trigger.
Our girl suggested my bouncing around on a heavy duty pogo stick would probably work better than a jack hammer.
Pretty funny, she is young and thin. Her feet lift up off the concrete an inch or two with each hammer cycle. I suggested she is not yet a substantial woman.
She suggested I suck on a piece of concrete.
I suggested she shove some concrete in her pants.
Her father and my husband, suggested we both get back to work.
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I didn't mean the thing IS random, just that I can't see any pattern.
Having had, in the past, to find software bugs, I don't plan to go into it in any serious way....ain't my software.....ain't my responsibility....I hate programming....I'm proud to be lazy as hell....
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"It happens to several of us, Lady Purl. There doesn't seem to be any "theme" as to what gets deleted and I'm wondering if there is a software problem."
This is not a software problem. Articles are being deleted by choice. This is confirmed.
In the last couple of days, I've watched some "deletions" that I am certain were not due to software.
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Yes, very discouraging to learn we cannot come over here to off topic to cut loose, to have some fun, to enjoy some smiles and laughs.
All of us are adults and should be treated as such in exchange for our bringing true value to this site. Without seasoned traders like us, this board would have no value.
I have noticed off topic participation by long time regulars is down a lot just as participation by long time regulars is down over at hot stocks.
Pump and dump activities continue to increase.
My personal expectation is long time participants are to be given generous leeway in exchange for our adding significant value to Allstocks. We display adult level responsibility and expect to be treated with the same.
More discouraging is I was subjected to private intimidation by a moderator to support stocks in which this moderator is vested. I have very serious issues with that type of behavior. More simple, I am insulted and very angry. I will not be dishonest with readers simply for profit by others nor my own profit; friendship does not include a requirement of being dishonest.
My dignity cannot be bought.
We earn money for readers and we protect readers from loss of money. This is valuable. However, our participation is down, significantly, as a result of perceived treatment.