Shopping at the local Spirit Halloween Store this weekend was frightful. Not only because it was rife with wild children, bloody body parts and zombies. Not just because it was loud, expensive and highly commercial. It was also frightening because of this:
Everybody meet Pocahottie. I turned the corner at the store and found myself face to face with her the other day, all packaged up and ready to turn anyone into a sexy Indian. She stopped me in my tracks, all three of my children bumping into each other in a pile-up behind me. Don’t worry, all tribes condone push up bras and stiletto boots. They are good for trapping and killing prey.
While it isn’t anything new to see what has been termed as native appropriation (the use of Native images or cultural elements to market or sell products that are not produced by Natives), this particular costume is revolting…
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