Karl Jacoby
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“Given the obstacles to merging these fragile and diverse forms of storytelling into a single tale, it is, paradoxically, by venturing in the opposite direction -- by listening for the silences between accounts; by discovering what each genre of recordkeeping cannot tell us -- that we can capture most fully the human struggle to understand our elusive past. What this past asks of us in return is a willingness to recount all our stories -- our darkest tales as well as our most inspiring ones -- and to ponder those stories that violence has silenced forever. For until we recognize our shared capacity for inhumanity, how can we ever hope to tell stories of our mutual humanity?”
― Shadows at Dawn: A Borderlands Massacre and the Violence of History
― Shadows at Dawn: A Borderlands Massacre and the Violence of History
“Because neither corn nor wheat grew well in the Adirondacks, the favored crop was potatoes ("Our food was mostly fish and potatoes then for a change we would have potatoes and fish," recalled one early inhabitant), occasionally supplemented by peas, rye, buckwheat, or oats.”
― Crimes Against Nature: Squatters, Poachers, Thieves, and the Hidden History of American Conservation
― Crimes Against Nature: Squatters, Poachers, Thieves, and the Hidden History of American Conservation
“To the People, the bodies and belongings of the ’O:b were suffused with dangerous powers. The impact of touching the Enemy was so profound that upon killing or otherwise coming into contact with one, a now-weakened O’odham was expected to withdraw immediately from the field of combat, taking but a single trophy—a scalp, a weapon, or a piece of clothing—tied to a long pole to keep it at a safe remove from the rest of the party. Those who slew an Enemy might also paint their face black—a color that warned others not to approach them and that, because it summoned up images of drunkenness and dizziness, embodied for the People the disorienting passions released in warfare. As the ritual oration from one Tohono O’odham village put it: My desire was the black madness of war.
I ground it to powder and herewith painted my face. My desire was the black dizziness of war.
I tore it to shreds and herewith tied my hair in a war knot.24”
― Shadows at Dawn: An Apache Massacre and the Violence of History
I ground it to powder and herewith painted my face. My desire was the black dizziness of war.
I tore it to shreds and herewith tied my hair in a war knot.24”
― Shadows at Dawn: An Apache Massacre and the Violence of History
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