I couldn’t believe it when I saw this at H & M! I immediately picked it up, being a Colorado native and whatnot.
Often, here in Europe, one sees US-centric printing on clothing, but more often than not, it doesn’t make any sense. For example, it will be for an event that never happened, such as the World Playoffs of Major League Baseball or a team that simply would never exists like the Arizona Bizons (actual hat I saw). But I knew that, for sure, there’s a real Sand Creek, Colorado.
And then I remembered my Colorado history, and recalled that Sand Creek is not such a happy place.
The only thing Sand Creek is known for is the fact that, during the 1860s, an encampment of Indians who had been seeking to negotiate with the Colorado government, were massacred by a bunch of militia members. Many of the dead were women and children and, according to many accounts, the massacre was exactly what it sounds like: a brutal, genocidal attack.
It’s a terrible, dark chapter of American history, but, somehow, I couldn’t resist the shirt. It just speaks volumes, to me, about the current culture of the world. Charles Manson can be emblazoned on a hip shirt, Bin Laden and Bush can be portrayed as shaking hands in an ad — it’s all just wallpaper. Our history is just another market.
In another hundred years, do you think we’ll see shirts that read something like Auschwitz Athletics?
I was bathing Maple—or at least standing there, monitoring the situation,m while she did “swimming” and “odavasun” (something she invented).
Maple: Daddy, will you please hand me a wash cloth? Daddy: Sure, sweet girl. Are you going to wash your hair? Maple: No, I’m protesting. Daddy: What? Maple: I need it for protesting. Daddy: Really? hands her the wash cloth How do you protest? Maple: First you turn on the hot water. Then you protest with hot water. Then you turn on the cold water, and you protest with cold water. Will you turn on the water?
We are having some friends over for Cioppino on Saturday. They have a son the same age as Maple and a daughter a few months older than Adele, so it’s a good match. Plus, they’re fun peeps. Anyway, the last time they came over, Maple had some problems sharing her toys with L., their son. Halane and I were trying to get her psyched up for the visit.
Daddy: So when L. is here, what if he wants to ride your Laufrad? Maple: That’s okay. He can do it. I’ll ride my tricycle. Mama: Good, Maple! And what are you guys going to do? Maple: We’re going to play and have fun. And I’m going to save his life. Daddy: Really? How so? Maple: Like this! Maple proceeds to do do a long, special dance consisting of spins and arm waves. Maple: And then you finish, like this! holds her arms straight out and then brings them together above her head enthusiastically Both Parents: Wow! Maple: Now I’m going to save Hannah’s life! Does the whole thing again. Then starts naming person after person and doing a long dance for each, all of whom now have saved lives.