A couple of highlights or lowlights of the trip: 1) A van labeled "Old White Man Mobile Service." 2) A long-haul truck labeled "Navajo" with an Indian maiden's head wearing a headband with a feather.
Someone blogged about this image, which I saw only for a second:
In theory, such features bring us closer to a standard of beauty that most people of European descent can't even achieve. They make us "stand out," "more beautiful," "different."
But I wasn't thinking of any of those descriptors as that truck rolled by me. I was thinking, "How sad." It isn't enough that Navajo Trucking appropriated names and images of a people to "represent" their company. They altered those images to conform to a certain aesthetic, perpetuating a long-standing pattern of trying to own and control the bodies of WoC and how our bodies will be represented.
Being of Navajo descent doesn't make you a Navajo. Moreover, the headband, feather, braids, and choker have nothing to do with the Navajo. They're pure stereotypes and offensive to many Natives.
Back to the trip
In Vegas, we dropped off Victor's mother at Harrah's, then headed to the MGM Grand. We arrived at 5 pm and checked into our room.
I called my brother, who recently moved to Las Vegas. He picked me up and drove me to his new home. I had dinner with his family and played a couple of Wii games with the kids. While he put them to bed, my sister-in-law drove me back to the hotel. And that was that.
For more on the subject, see The Facts About Indian Gaming.