Thursday, May 17, 2007
Indian Point of View
I only remember being aware of four events as a high school student: the Summer of Love, the Tet Offensive, Woodstock, and the Kent State massacre. I don't remember reading any books during those four years, but if I had, it should have been Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee by Dee Brown.
Nowdays, when even fewer people read literature, we suffer the consequences of the idiocy propagated by TV. Occasionally, though--even within this culture of imbecility--we stumble on something inspirational and worthwhile. According to the National Museum of the American Indian, the HBO movie on Wounded Knee is one of those.
We're looking forward to seeing it.
Nowdays, when even fewer people read literature, we suffer the consequences of the idiocy propagated by TV. Occasionally, though--even within this culture of imbecility--we stumble on something inspirational and worthwhile. According to the National Museum of the American Indian, the HBO movie on Wounded Knee is one of those.
We're looking forward to seeing it.
