One of my favorite Frontier Partisan artists has recreated a scene I imagined vividly in my youth, when I imbibed the ur-myth of the American Frontier like wine.
“On his first long hunt, Daniel Boone amassed a fortune in otter, beaver and deer skins. He was headed back east when Shawnee warriors led by Captain Will Emery surprised him. Captain Will confiscated Boone’s bales of furs, 900 deer skins, pack horses and gear. He left Boone with a cheap musket and a fair warning.”
– Doug Hall
Stumbled upon an article from the estimable High Country News that takes a shot at the planned remake of The Last of the Mohicans. The author is a descendant of the actual Uncas, who was NOT the last of the Mohegans…
Making yet another Last of the Mohicans isn’t just damaging, it’s lazy and unimaginative. Think of the new “American classics” being written by Native people. In 2019 alone, Tommy Orange’s There, There became a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize, Joy Harjo became Poet Laureate, Larissa Fasthorse won the Pen America Literary Award for Theater, while Lisa Brooks’ Our Beloved Kin: A New History of King Phillip’s War won the Bancroft Prize. These are only a few examples of groundbreaking Indigenous writers telling Indigenous stories. These are stories of resilience and survival — stories that could have positive impacts on the world around us and contribute to the visibility, and inspiration, of Native people. Instead, The Last of the Mohicans will continue to tell us that we don’t exist.
Madeline Sayet has standing to make her argument, and I respect it. I tend to agree, though from a slightly different perspective. I am constantly frustrated that we hear the same (often distorted) stories over and over when there is a TV program oriented to the frontier or the West. You’ve heard me bemoan yet another take on Billy the Kid or Wyatt Earp. There are so many more tales to tell. My dream TV series is one set on the Ohio River frontier during the American Revolution — one where there is equal time and POV for Simon Kenton and Blue Jacket, where the ethos of both the frontier culture and the Shawnee-led resistance are deeply explored and neither is treated as “good guy” or “bad guy.” What a tale it would be. Seriously, you could have something as epic as any Game of Thrones. Hell, I’ll throw my hat in the ring to be in the writers’ room — along with those indigenous writers telling indigenous stories.
This, from National Geographic, is wonderful…
Kruger National Park, South Africa — Two years ago, Joe Braman was living a regular family life with his wife and two daughters on his remote ranch in southern Texas. A part time cop, businessman, and cowboy, he’d never given a thought to the rhino poaching crisis in South Africa. But in May 2018, Braman and his free-running hounds were sprinting across the acacia plains close to Kruger National Park chasing armed rhino poachers.
To date since then, according to authorities, his hounds have helped law enforcement teams in the greater Kruger region catch an unprecedented 145 poachers and confiscate 53 guns, boosting the overall rate of successful arrests and providing a new strategy to fight poaching in Africa.
In a previous post I mentioned Nicolas Boulerice “going metal” on his hurdy gurdy during a Le Vent Du Nord set at the Sisters Folk Festival. A reader pointed me to Patty Gurdy — a young woman who is making a name for herself creating pop-folk music on her namesake instrument. Deuce has mentioned her before. OK, she definitely has the better of Nicolas in the hair department…