I lived on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation when I was in high school. Didn't have a choice. My father was Chief of Police for the Bureau of Indian Affairs Police Department in Pine Ridge. If you want, call it RED PRIVILEGE!
It is a rather poor place. Not much has changed in the 40 years since I was in high school except the names. The truancy, the lack of motivation, lack of parental involvement, lack of desire to make oneself better is still there. The crabs are still trying to claw their friends back into the bucket when they try to escape. If you go to school in Indian country you know what I mean.
Lots of blame to go around. Lack of two parent households are the biggest culprit but nobody wants to talk about that because the financial incentives are all wrong there.
Once again this year I will be in Pine Ridge before Christmas. Once again I look forward to the visit. It was the roughest high school out of the 4 I attended without a doubt. I was failing algebra. I bought my first beer in Whiteclay for the high school prom. Walked in with cash, no questions asked. Age, 15.
To say that I am grateful for the life I have been given is an understatement. There is absolutely no way my life has turned out the way I thought it would. We all face great challenges in life. All of us. It is the privilege we all have for waking up. I thank my Creator daily for the will and motivation that my parents fostered towards education. The privilege of education. We all have it. It is what prompted me to start my scholarship at the University of Minnesota. My scholarship helps leverage resources to produce long-term meaningful impact for students who need them the most and to help break the cycle of poverty, addiction, moral courage and the suffocating absence of opportunity. Call it American privilege, I get it, you should too. Gratitude is an awful powerful human emotion and I am elated to have plenty of it. Every. Single. Day.
In Pine Ridge it is hard to swallow the poverty and carnage of the federal government handing out scraps of freebies. The drug scene is out of control. I would like to help the enormous loss of human capital. Bringing coats in the winter isn't doing it. Painting churches in the summer isn't doing it.
Pine Ridge has the problem. Pine Ridge and only Pine Ridge has the answers. Pine Ridge has the privilege.
It starts in the mirror. The power of one. Go ahead Pine Ridge.
Change! You can do it. Reach deep Ridge. Get after it.
Parisian Family Office CEO. Founder of CHIPPEWA PARTNERS, Native American Advisors, Inc., Registered Investment Advisor. White Earth Chippewa, educated conservative, raised on Indian reservations across Great Plains. Began Wall Street career in 1982. Always been, will always be, an optimist. Pureblood, clot-shot free. In a world on a dopamine binge, this is his take on life. Written at the Ghost Ranch in MT, Pamelot, their TN farm or winter home in San Jose del Cabo, Mexico.
Wednesday, December 06, 2017
Christmas. Pine Ridge, South Dakota Privilege
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