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763 pages, Paperback
First published November 1, 1991
I must always return to what the white men kept hanging in all the lovely cottonwood trees along the rivers and streams throughout this land. Swaying in the light wind, rags of clothing flapping the shrunken limbs into motion. They try to walk, they try to walk - the feet keep reaching long after the neck has broken or the head has choked.
Angelita skipped from the dates to the tables of facts and read the figures for the Native American holocaust:
1500-72 million people lived in North, Central, and South America
1600-10 million people lived in North, Central, and South America
1500-25 million people lived in Mexico.
1600-1 million people lived in Mexico.
There will be no happiness to pursue; there will be no peace or justice until you settle up the debt, the money owed for stolen land, and for all the stolen lives the U.S. empire rests on!
No human, individuals or corporations, no cartel of nations, could "own" the earth; it was the earth who possessed the humans and it was the earth who disposed of them.
Cimi is six and is called death, owl's day. Lord of the underworld and Lord of death. Nonetheless day six, day of the skull, is a good-luck day.Talk of "the right book at the right time" has been floating around for a while now, so here, on the tail end of whatever mood spurred me on to delve into the USA breed of colonialism, I have this book. I mentioned earlier a summary of quick and easy reference, Gravity's Rainbow, Infinite Jest, Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West, insufficient if I did not expound but of merit for the recognition that this is white man conspiracy, white man drugs, white man massacre, all of them favorites of mine for the seeming single purpose of bringing me here, to this book. Conspiracy, drugs, massacre, written by a woman of color, The Royal Family penned nine years earlier and far more "edgier" and without a single shred of pity for any of the dead and dying living through its pages. Reasoning, yes, respect, sometimes, all of the intersectional holistic sort that leads you to care for a person on the first page and tasks you to feel for the earth entire on the last. In that matter, it is, as we say, "difficult".
The old almanac said “civil strife, civil crises, civil war.”
There was not, and there never had been, a legal government by Europeans anywhere in the Americas. Not by any definition, not even by the Europeans’ own definitions and laws. Because no legal government could be established on stolen land. Because stolen land never had clear title.I used to give warnings in reviews out of shared commiseration, then equivocating "objectivity", then tired exasperation; then white people fear interfered so much with one of my class' showing of Twelve Years a Slave which of itself is feel-good-look-we-don't-enslave-anymore!-times in comparison to Fruitvale Station which also continues the narrative that a serious movie can be made of black people only when it involves them killed/tortured/etc etc that I can no longer conceptualize what would be sufficient "warning". Instead, I will tell you that if you are white and living in the United States, treat reading this as your civic duty. If you aren't white, I can't tell you anything. The rules I live by were made by white people, and do not work the same for you.
Even city people might identify the true leaders because true leaders would immediately seize all vacant apartments and houses to provide shelter for all the homeless.
Over the years the judge had learned a great deal about lie-detector tests and the evaluators of the testing. The judge knew that the worst offenders remained serene, absolutely innocent in their own minds because the victims had always started the trouble.While England spurred its youth with magic, the United States clamors through its dystopias, written by white people for white people and paling (ha) when contrasted with this, which treats the now of this country I live in as the eve of the French Revolution to such a strategically and technologically sound extent that I have to wonder why Silko has not been arrested. Paranoia, yes, but when you see something like this and know this small horrendously recent segment of timeline it to be true, how could there not be repercussions stretching all the way back to the day New Amsterdam became New York and Wall Street was named for the wall that prevented slaves from escaping? This, and realities of global warming and the corporations paying billions to pretend science isn't a thing, makes you wonder about your life and the "right thing to do".
Mosca doesn't understand why white people become uneasy when they see cripples or brain damage; their fear is irrational. They believe another person's bad luck is contagious no matter how many times they are given scientific facts.
Clinton was suspicious whenever he heard the word pollution. Human beings had been exterminated strictly for “health” purposes by Europeans too often.There are plenty of references for those who are inclined to figure out such, all the more challenging for being completely outside the usual Eurocentric framework of such and such names and phrases and philosophical meanderings. I've seen talk about all the gay people (gay men, actually, I would've remembered coming across a lesbian) being portrayed as evil, when the first of the type I came across was one of the most "moral" of the entire cast and there were plenty of "evil" straight/asexual men/women and "evil" itself is, well. I'm as careful to contextualize the word as I am with this recent Kathleen Hale business and how easy people find it to call her "crazy" and "not right in the head" because I, clinically depressed as I am due to the wave of the doctor's magic diagnosis, am also "not right in the head". Words, words, words. I have a lot less to lose due to being white and het and cis, of course, but the difference is enough for me to keep an eye on things.
The ancestors had called Europeans “the orphan people” and had noted that as with orphans taken in by selfish or coldhearted clanspeople, few Europeans had remained whole. They failed to recognize the earth was their mother. Europeans were like their first parents, Adam and Eve, wandering aimlessly because the insane God who had sired them had abandoned them.
David was worth more dead than he had been worth alive. The Eric series would appreciate in value, and even pictures of David’s corpse would bring good prices. Beaufrey knew Serlo disapproved of selling these photographs; but here was what gave free-world trade the edge over all other systems: no sentimentality. Every ounce of value, everything worth anything, was stripped away for sale, regardless; no mercy.There's torture porn and circumcision of infants porn and very candid talk of cannibalization of the poor and the disabled by the rich and the healthy, but the state of romance and economics being what it is today, it's not a huge leap of faith.
Capital punishment is terrorism practiced by the government against its citizens.
Survival had depended on differences.I'll recommend this to the world, but I'm not comfortable enough with calling it a "favorite". That's the point. Also, the author was part of the first batch of Genius Grant recipients. It's fantastically consistent, the correlation between composing good literature and having a shitton of money.
Its emphasis on space, land and borders positions Almanac as a geographical novel best understood through its commentary on maps and through the textual map it produces in its scope and its narrative movements. After all, the novel's subject is indigenous reappropriation of the land. At Zeta reflects 'There was not, and there never had been, a legal government by Europeans anywhere in the Americas. Not by any definition, not even by the Europeans' own definitions and laws. Because no legal government could be established on stolen land'The epic scale of Silko's mapping and vision might suggest a ponderous, impersonal style, the sort of thing I myself expect from scriptural or prophetic writing, but the texture of the novel is nothing like this, it is as concrete as a stone in your hand; it is intimate, personal, nowhere but in its extensive cast of actors, agents, witnesses. The mythic tone, loaded with symbolism and portent, is reserved for the extracts included from the fragmentary ancient almanac twin sisters Zeta and Lecha received from their Yaqui grandmother Yoeme, a woman the twins' other family members are terrified by. The twins themselves are pretty formidable, but they are rendered here complete with attachments and vulnerabilities.
Marx, more tribal Jew than European, instinctively knew the stories or “history” accumulated momentum and power. No factory inspector's “official” report could whitewash the tears, blood and sweat that glistened from the simple words of the narratives.I'm quite tempted to transcribe her whole speech, but it's really long – it starts around p520 of my edition. Angelita's warrior personality contrasts with the Barefoot Hopi and other characters articulating a peaceful revolutionary vision as instructed by the spirits that communicate with them: 'Angelita heard from spirits too – only her spirits were furious and they told her to defend the people from attack'. This again marks the strength in difference as diverse people come together.
The elders used to argue that this was one of the most dangerous qualities of the Europeans: [they] suffered from a sort of blindness to the world. To them a “rock” was just a “rock” wherever they found it, despite obvious differences in shape, density, color, or the position of the rock relative to all things around itIt seems that the stories in these texts have such intense energy that it flows and transforms in all directions. Almanac is huge, epic, with the sense of a mighty effort, a whole mind's vast multivalent vision crammed into it. As with Ceremony its drift is hope. To read signs of hope, you need to be sensitive, to mark the return of the buffalo, to see how one boulder is different from another. One character even 'reads' body fat, which is also needed for survival and protection.
El Feo believed in the land. With the return of Indian land would come the return of justice, followed by peace.
Word by word, the stories of suffering, injury, and death had transformed the present moment, seizing listeners' or readers' imaginations so that for an instant, they were present and felt the suffering of sisters and brothers long past.
"Those who can't learn to appreciate the world's differences won't make it. They'll die."
"The ancestors had called Europeans the 'orphan people' and had noted that as with orphans taken in by selfish or coldhearted clanspeople, Few Europeans remained whole."