Some days it just sucks to be the left. The Redskins? Actual Native Americans could care less. Donald Trump saying ‘Pocahontas?’ Her family says “meh.” Elizabeth Warren pretending to be Cherokee? Different story.
While the recreationally outraged white liberals are looking down at their gingerbread spiced soy lattes, an actual Cherokee woman has beef with the Massachusetts senator. She expressed it in Think Progress, of all places.
She was not a hero to me when she failed to foster a haven of support for Native students within Harvard University’s alienating Ivy League culture. She is not a hero for spending years awkwardly avoiding Native leaders. She is not a hero because, despite claiming to be the only Native woman in the U.S. Senate, she has done nothing to advance our rights.
She is not from us. She does not represent us. She is not Cherokee.
I shouldn’t be the only one who has Cher’s “Half Breed” stuck in my head.
Sen. Warren needs to accept responsibility for misappropriating Native identity for her own economic and political gain. To help her, I have drafted an apology, which she has my full permission to appropriate.
To be clear, a lot of what she’s saying is social justice nonsense. However, it’s sure to cause Elizabeth Warren to choke on her pow wow chow. Enemy of my enemy and such. We’re suckers for watching the left cannibalize themselves.
With her blonde hair and blue eyes, Elizabeth Warren’s more likely to be a Viking princess than a Cherokee. She can move into a teepee, carry a bow-and-arrow, and smoke peyote until her brain fries. We still won’t buy her as an Indian. Just an opportunistic leftist with no shame.
It’s no surprise to see Lizzie popping a feather in her hair and exploiting the Cherokee for her own gain. That’s textbook leftist strategy. Kowtow to a specific minority group until you lock up their vote, then dump them and move on to the next.
For the left’s next trick, a honky with a pencil mustache and a tan will try convincing us he’s black.