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In regards to the column on Aug. 3, “Racism, ignorance fuel resistance to drop Indian chief logo.” To quote the author, “Some of the comments left my jaw hanging.”

We live in a free country where all people are entitled to their opinion, and those opinions run the gamut as we know. But to call those who would like to keep the headdress logo at the high school racist and ignorant, is not only disappointing, but offensive to say the least.

The column refers to “being a culture of we.”  I guess the culture of “we” means we must agree with the author’s opinion. She also talks about being able to change our behavior so we do not hurt others. Then she turns around and calls those who don’t agree with her opinion racist and ignorant. Wow. That makes me sad. According to her column, she should change her behavior so not to hurt me. Really?

Going back to the 1800s, a headdress was worn by male leaders who had earned a place of great respect in their tribe and the headdress was an item of spiritual and political importance. The headdress was also referred to as a war bonnet back in the good old days. That’s what I believed when I attended high school in Winters, that a headdress stood for leadership and respect. Now the headdress is seen as demeaning and demoralizing to Native Americans and minimalizing their culture.

Boy, do I prefer the world I grew up in, and not the world I am growing old in. I am well aware that times have changed, but history is history, and we can’t change that, no matter what we take down or destroy.

The column also makes assumptions about people and we all know what making assumptions does to those who make them.  I’ve grown up female in this country and am proud of it. When a man has made a disparaging comment toward me, I certainly do not feel “less than.” I don’t give him or his comments a second thought or acknowledgment, he is the one that is “less than.”

And yes, Black Lives Matter, Brown Lives Matter, Red Lives Matter, Yellow Lives Matter, White Lives Matter. I have never been one to judge whose lives matter based on the color of one’s skin. We all matter. Judging one another is not up to us.

And then there is the addition of the money or a donation to this equation, and all hell breaks loose. Wonder why?

What happened to respect? Respect for one another, respect for other people’s opinions without calling them names if they don’t agree with you or live their life the way you live yours. I am so tired of reading one tirade after another, week after week in this column.

LORRAINE ROMINGER

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  1. Hear hear. Really what tolerance means is we must agree with the progressive, er ah communist, er ah Bolshevik er ah loving leftists’ opinion. Save it Charlie,I know I am a candidate for the gulag, er ah re-education camps coming down the pipe. Can’t we all just get along. Peace and love peace and love.

  2. Hear hear. Really what tolerance means is we must agree with the progressive, er ah communist, er ah Bolshevik er ah loving leftists’ opinion. Save it Charlie,I know I am a candidate for the gulag, er ah re-education camps coming down the pipe. Can’t we all just get along. Peace and love peace and love.

  3. Well said, Lorraine. I agree 100%.

    You ventured toward a good point, and that is that victimhood and being perpetually offended have become profitable. Once a culture in large part agrees with these various claims, the outstretched hand the claimant follows with is not offered in friendship. It means, “You hurt me, you pay me.”

  4. Well said, Lorraine. I agree 100%.

    You ventured toward a good point, and that is that victimhood and being perpetually offended have become profitable. Once a culture in large part agrees with these various claims, the outstretched hand the claimant follows with is not offered in friendship. It means, “You hurt me, you pay me.”

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