What It Means To Be Indigenous: An Introduction

Did you know that genocide is alive and well in the United States of America? In fact, several third world countries exist within our first world borders. You didn’t know? I’m not surprised. The mainstream media would have you believe that genocide is limited to a handful of lawless countries in North and East Africa. In reality, Indigenous people are under attack worldwide. Each and every day, they fall victim to genocide of the mind, genocide of the spirit and often brutal, unjustified, murder. These murders often go unpunished.

Why aren’t we more aware of the plight of these people? Why is that we only see them as lazy shiftless alcoholics and drug addicts with no goals for the future? Here’s why. Indigenous people are so marginalized, so ignored and so voiceless that it’s virtually impossible for them to exist in our collective conscientiousness. Like those who rule the world, we people of color also employ the out of sight, out of mind rule. After all, we’ve been taught repeatedly that the Indigenous people have just vanished. They haven’t. They’re still here and if we don’t wake our asses up, learn from them and ally ourselves with them, we’re next. We’re on the same chopping block. That whitewashing and white-worshipping we hate so much is indicative of a much more sinister evil.

Although being a minority is not the same as being Indigenous, we should be natural allies because we champion similar causes. Why then are we so divided? Why aren’t we spearheading a larger movement? The answer is obvious. In the aftermath of slavery, the powers that be severed the growing connection we had with a preemptive strike. Through a combination of racism and legal maneuvering, they employed a classic divide and conquer strategy against all of us.

Why does this matter to a modern Black woman of African descent or to an Asian man in America? It matters because our two groups are in the most danger of being “disappeared.” If we Black, Asian and Indigenous people don’t SEE our true selves and each other, then we’re pretty much doomed.

Because I’m Black and not Indigenous (despite my DNA), I didn’t feel that I had the right to speak for them. For this reason, I searched high and low for an Indigenous person who could speak for his/her particular people and for the others. Thank the gods, a Pitjantjatjara elder in Central Australia by the name of Bob Randall made a DVD that helped to change my perspective on life and it is his story that will be shared in this series. He, an Indigenous man, will speak for himself.

This DVD documentary film, Kanyini, is hard as hell to come by because it only had a limited release in Australia. That doesn’t matter. Bob Randall’s words will spread worldwide via the internet, beginning here at the Blasian Narrative. Let’s join together and help to make him visible. And in doing so, we’ll be able to protect the most vulnerable areas of our own hearts and souls.

Click here to watch the trailer for this film.

P.S. After this series is done, I'll immediately begin the recap of Unbowed.


  1. If time permits, I'll begin the series today. I'm working on it right now.

  2. This is going to be an excellent series.


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