Thanksgiving always gets me down. There is a great deal of hope and I'm optimistic for the future. Sometimes the work looks like a mountain.
For me, in a far less direct way, it doesn't matter what time of year it is, it depresses me. Most things do of course...
Looking at some of the fiction and cinema coming from Aboriginals in both the Northern US and Canada recently says a lot about the state of things.
You've got Sherman Alexie and (sorry my connections to slow to check and I can't find the book right now but) the woman who wrote Monkey Beach, and the films related to both, which show both the effects of poverty, alcohol and the government on the idigenous populations.
Matthew Coon Come referred to the blockade of a road to stop the logging, and the back lash it received. It seems that it's OK for the government to state in reports that things are going terribly wrong, and that the kinds of indignities being forced upon people need be stopped, but the moment someone who isn't white, or prefers to not speak English (or French) stands up and tried to change something, it's no longer OK. I guess the point is that if they were given any leeway then they might get ideas of grandure and try to keep on changing things for the better.
We actually get to keep fairly up to date with Canadian Aboriginal media and art since one of the departments of BACS is a group of academics working on Aboriginal studies of various sorts.
And it's one of the things I'm greatful for as well. Including meeting, and seeing Coon Come's speech. It is an area of politics I am greatly interested in now, and what with my degree happening, it may be something I try to do something about actively in the next few years. In fact, I say may be, it will be if I get a chance.
But some of the cinema and fiction, for instance, that has come from First Nations Canada, has been superb. And I'm glad to have had a chance to get it.
I'd been trying to avoid this topic, what with my connections to the subject, and with my head being in entirely the wrong frame of mind to deal with deep discussion, but, well, I failed!