An art installation off Highway 101 near Beaver, Washington, on the way to Forks.  Like a hanging-teddy dripline mobile.

It scares the heck out of me.

America was built on invasion and assimilation and genocide.  To this day, we build the wrong holocaust museums about the wrong war and the wrong people, while refusing to recognize our own.

This is where the Vietnam war came from.  This is where Iraq came from.   We’re going to change other people or else.  It’s our version of forced conversion, and we’ve finally got the chance to really to do other countries what we did to the tribes and nations.  We can’t help it — it’s who we are, it’s what formed our entire history. 

Perhaps we’ll begin to look in the mirror, to realize where we came from, and what we did from the very beginning.

Perhaps America can begin to cleanse its soul.