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THE TRADING POST
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Sunrise Trading Post
 
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This cut if from a Mohawk Indian/Scottish musician/sculptor
by the name of David R. Maracle.  It's off his Sacred Healing CD,
released in 2005 on the Native Expressions label.
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From MASKED GODS by Frank Waters

Outside, the horses and wagons multiplied.  People stood
or squatted against the sunny walls, rolling cigarettes.  Talking.
Saying nothing.  Everything was relaxed and easy.
But pervaded too with a lurking tenseness, a sharp awareness.
The trading post was a country store, but it was also the verbal
newspaper of the region, a common meeting ground, and the focal point
of perhaps a thousand square miles.

The undeniable master of all this was the trader.
He supplied all the staples necessary for a people's changing existence,
and was the only outlet for their wool, blankets, and silver work.
Loaning money on goods or articles given him for pawn,
he tided them through drought and famine.  He was their only
contact with an alien, encroaching civilization.  He interpreted this
to them and them to it, excusing the ignorant foibles of
greedy government Indian agents and missionaries, and
protecting The People from the Hasty anger of local sheriffs.
He acted as law-maker, a judge and jury, a schoolteacher.
At any hour of the night he might be awakened to set a bone
or break a fever.  He was often called upon to bury the dead, as
Navajos would not approach a dead body.  He contributed to all "sings"
or ceremonials held in his area . . .  All this required courage, absolute
self-reliance, a quick wit, and a diplomacy as subtle
as ever existed.

This writer could never subscribe to the obsession held by
 Oliver La Farge and other extreme romanticists that the traders
were invented by Satan expressly to plague and cheat the Navahos.
Among them, as among other groups, there were some who did cheat
and contrive trouble of all kinds.  They were few and they did not last.
If they were not killed outright, they suffered peculiar accidents, became
bankrupt, or disappeared.  The traders were the first group of Anglos not
expressly bent on obliterating the Navahos.  Individually each became,
to all purposes, the Great White Father in his wide domain.
For during the first thirty years after the Navahos moved back from
Bosque Redondo to what was now a reservation, twenty successive men
held the post as government agent - a comedy of Indian Administration.
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Sitting down and setting out with Tony Hillerman
Rosemary Zibart from BookPage (1998)

In Tony Hillerman's newest mystery, The First Eagle, Joe Leaphorn has retired.
 Yet he doesn't like playing golf (once you've got the ball in all 18 holes,
 why do it again?), and he's lonely since the death of his wife Emma.
When the opportunity arises to work as a private detective,
the former Navajo police lieutenant accepts the job to search for
 a missing woman who was last spotted near Yells Back Butte
 tracking plague-carrying rodents.


 Tony Hillerman nods when asked if Joe Leaphorn is a character who faces
some of the same issues as the 73-year-old author. "How can you stop writing!"
 he exclaims. This is good news for his many fans. The First Eagle is the 12th book
 in the series which has introduced Navajo culture and traditions
to people around the globe.
 

"I know what I write about seems exotic to a lot of people but not for me,"
 says Hillerman. "The first time I pulled up to an old trading post
 and saw a few elderly Navajos sitting on a bench in the shade, I felt right at home.
 It was like a time warp taking me back to Sacred Heart."

Sacred Heart, Oklahoma, is the small Catholic community in
Pottawatomie County where Hillerman grew up. Most of his friends and classmates
 were Native American. (Oklahoma was the dumping ground for numerous tribes
relocated from their hereditary lands in the South and East including Cree,
 Cherokee, Choctaw, Seminole, and Commanche).
"Oh sure, there was 'us' and 'them' in Sacred Heart, but 'us' were the farm kids
 in overalls and 'them' was the town kids with belt pants," says Hillerman.
His father was a struggling farmer and shopkeeper with a store that sold everything
 from canned tuna to pitchforks.
 

"Getting off the farm" became Hillerman's major ambition when
he returned from WW II, limping from an explosion that broke
 both legs and mangled one foot. Fortunately, he'd written his mother
faithfully while he was overseas, and she'd shown the letters to a reporter
when her son was decorated for valor. The reporter later told Hillerman
he should become a writer, and that's all the direction he needed.
 For the next 15 years he worked on various newspapers in the Southwest.
 Yet, he never forgot an experience he'd had fresh out of the army.
 

"I was driving a truck up to Crownpoint, New Mexico,
when I saw these Indian men on horseback in full ceremonial regalia.
I asked around a bit and found out they were participating in a Navajo
 healing ceremony for men returning from the service,"
he explains. "It seemed like a great way to bring soldiers back
into the community, deal with the nightmares, and all that stuff."


Twenty years later when he was looking for
 a "colorful location" to set a mystery ("I figured a 'colorful location'
 might offset some of the book's weaknesses"),
it seemed natural to choose the Navajo reservation.
Hillerman was determined to accurately portray the culture as well as
show the conflict between traditional values and modern society.
In The First Eagle, the Navajo policeman Jim Chee
confronts this issue through his relationship with Janet Pete,
a part-Navajo, who's drawn to the upscale consumer values of mainstream society.
"Being Indian is not blood as much as it is culture,"comments Hillerman.
"It's hard to see Janet Pete married to a cop
and living in a trailer on the res."

Another theme in First Eagle and other Hillerman mysteries is
 the distinctions between various Native American tribes.
"In Dance Hall of the Dead, I showed how Zuni and Navajo differ,"
 Hillerman explains. "First Eagle involves a dispute
between Navajo and Hopi."
 
The historical conflict between a settled agricultural community (Hopi)
 and a semi-nomadic herding people (Navajo) inhabiting the same region
 has been exacerbated in recent years by federal decisions changing
reservation boundaries.  Hillerman has little positive to say
about the way federal authorities, including the FBI,
handle problems. In the book, Chee clashes with FBI administrators
 in a way that could imperil his career. Yet, the young man's
values may supersede his desire for promotion.
"I really feel for people who want to maintain
 a traditional way of life. You can't just be a sheepherder any more."
 

Hillerman admires the practical ethics of the Navajo tradition.
"Some people don't even call it a religion because the concept of God
is so amorphous, but if you look at the values of Christianity or even Buddhism,
 that's what some Navajos live day to day," he explains.


Hillerman renews his contact with the vast empty land in Northeast Arizona
by regular pilgrimages. His ability to bring these wide open spaces into the
crowded lives of his readers is part of his appeal, and he knows some readers
 go looking for the remote locations he describes.
Recently, he and his wife Marie
set out for a deserted trading post named Gold Tooth.
"We pulled off the highway and drove for miles and miles over sagebrush
and prairie grass before seeing a broken windmill and the remains
 of a stone building. That was Gold Tooth."


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Skinwalker
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This isn't the theme from the PBS production,
but a cut done in '94 by Robbie Robertson, part Cheyenne,
who was a member of The Band.  It's from his Music for the Native Americans CD,
released by Capitol Records.
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Condensed from Wikipedia

In Native American and Norse legend a skin-walker is a person
with the supernatural ability to turn into any animal he or she desires.
Similar creatures can be found in numerous cultures' lores all over the world,
closely related to beliefs in werewolves and other "were" creatures.
The Mohawk Indian word "limikkin" is sometimes used to
describe all skin-walkers.

Possibly the best documented skinwalker beliefs are those
relating to the Navajo Yeenaaldlooshii (literally "with it, he goes
on all fours" in the Navajo language).  It is one of several varieties of
Navajo witch.  These are human beings who have gained supernatural power
by breaking a cultural taboo.  Although it is most frequently seen as a
coyote, wolf, owl, fox, or crow, the Yeenaaldlooshii is said to have the power
to assume the form of any animal they choose, depending on what kind
of abilities they need. 

Because animal skins are used primarily by skinwalkers,
the pelt of animals such as bears, coyotes, wolves, and cougars
are strictly tabooed.  Sheepskin and buckskin are probably two of
the few hides used by Navajos; the latter is used
only for ceremonial purposes.

Some Navajos also believe that skinwalkers have the ability
to steal the "skin" or body of a person.  The Navajos believe that
if you lock eyes with a skinwalker they can absorb themselves into your
body.  It is also said that skinwalkers avoid the light and that their
eyes glow like an animal's when in human form, and when in
 animal form their eyes do not glow as an animal's would.
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