How the Cherokees got it right.
There were a couple of novels which I suggested needed to be made into films. My brother didn’t listen to me. He should have.
No Resting Place
Everyone who’s reviewed this novel zeroes in on Andrew Jackson and how he should have prevented the Trail of Tears, but they’re really missing the point.
On these pages you will find the most beautiful, family-oriented description of sex you will ever find anywhere.
My only copy of this historical novel went into Raymond’s suitcase. I was very naïve to think that he would give this book the time of day. Ever hopeful, I knew he had influence, but at the same time, I knew he wouldn’t accept anything coming directly from me.
I tried anyway.
Page One: “Tell us a little about Raymond Bongiovanni?”
Chuck: “God bless Raymond. He was a property scout in New York, reviewing new manuscripts for 20th Century Fox (Fox 2000). Raymond read F/C within weeks (days?) of me sending the first draft to my agent, and hammered the execs at Fox to read it also. He called me one Saturday afternoon, probably to see if I was a crank-psychopath, and we talked a couple hours. Then Raymond died. He’d been sick a long time. In his obit in Variety, it said his last wish was for “the gritty Chuck Palahniuk novel Fight Club to become a movie.” They even mentioned the book in his eulogy. I will always be grateful to Raymond.”
If I had a link, I would provide it. But I’m afraid this will have to come from memory.
This is how I remember it.
Please remember this was prior to the Trail of Tears in 1838. Do I have that year right?
Try to imagine you are a Cherokee daughter and you’ve reached the age of consent.
Hopefully you have a good relationship with your father, because he is the one who determines who you get to sleep with.
This is how it worked.
If you were a Cherokee brave, you wouldn’t accept Daddy’s invitation to dinner unless this is something you wanted for life.
So, dinner is over.
Obviously, this is something both the man and the woman want. And the Daddy has agreed.
Bear in mind, they are not married, not yet.
Now here is the part that I love.
The Morning After
Now, the brave knows before he ever accepted the invitation that the morning after he’ll be left with one of two scenarios.
Either the woman wants him and he must accept.
Or, the woman doesn’t want him, and that’s just the way it is.
It’s her decision.
Now, sometimes the woman doesn’t want the man, but their tryst has led to a conception.
Here’s the part I love even more and something we all need to learn.
This child, this prodigy is welcomed!
Not aborted, not shunned, not shied away from.
No one turned their back.
This is what we need to get back to.
This we can learn from the Cherokee nation.
Nancy Ward (Nanyehi)
Nancy Ward (1738-1822), a mixed-blood Cherokee woman who lived during the eighteenth century, was the Cherokee nation’s last “Beloved Woman.” At a time that the Cherokee nation was frequently at battle with American troops and white settlers who had occupied their traditional lands, Ward made repeated attempts to establish peace between the various parties.
Truth is, she hated the British. And fought against her own family who supported them.
I’ve visited this gravesite with my husband and my children.
There are so many beautiful places in this land.