Making thistle picking go viral might do the trick. Remember the year wildflowers went viral? Next thing ya know, helicopters were dropping people in poppy fields for a selfie.

From my perspective, white culture is a vacuum that sucks everything inside it. Soon enough, everything sucked into the belly of white culture, is thrown up and emptied in a landfill – and the sucking goes on and on and on.

By the time white children grow up, they are entertainment addicts. Their attention span is so short, they can’t master anything, not even themselves. If they can’t get an entertainment fix, boredom drags them down into depression. White people try to outrun depression, by running from one trend to another – and consuming everything in their path.

By the time children in other cultures grow up, they are on the path to mastery. Not only do they know that mastery will take a lifetime they are prepared to stay their path. In possession of self-discipline and a deep understanding of the rewards of time, they can endure weeks, even years of effort without reward. Instead of measuring themselves by what they can do today, they measure themselves by what they know is possible when they reach the height of mastery.

These people understand these things, because they saw it in their homes while they were growing up. Perhaps their mother was working to master baking. Their father was working to master the law. An uncle was working to master wood carving. An aunt was working to master beading. A sister was working to master an instrument. A brother was working to master writing.

White children rarely, if ever, see people working towards mastery. Harder still, they live in white culture, where masters are almost non-existent. Having never learned to own themselves, they are dependent on other people for everything, including culture and their own emotions.

IMHO, white people need of an intervention. White people are looking for themselves – and someone needs to tell them, that they will not find themselves in your home or mine. They will not find their passion in my passion. They will not find their traditions in your traditions. They will not find their joy in someone else’s life. They will not find their family, in a stranger’s family. They will not find their love, in someone else’s relationship.

NativeFriend, I thank you for this morning’s inspiration.