"The State reward for dead Indians has been increased to $200 for every red-skin sent to Purgatory.
This sum is more than the dead bodies of all the Indians east of the Red River are worth."
That was the news out of Winona, Minn., on Thursday, Sept. 24, 1863, according to the hometown paper.
A century and a half of Thursdays later, it was game day a few hundred miles southeast of the Red River. The news outside U.S. Bank Stadium in downtown Minneapolis was that the visiting football team still thinks a racist slur — one that refers to bleeding hunks of flesh carved from murdered men, women and children in Minnesota — makes for a fun nickname.
"Why don't you guys just get over it?" a colleague asked Mary Kunesh-Podein as she was heading to the protest.
"I just about lost it on him," said Kunesh-Podein, a teacher, state representative and Standing Rock Lakota descendant.
You don't get over this country's history of broken treaties, stolen land and policies that ripped Indian children from their families and stripped them of their culture.
You don't get over racism and genocide. You get on with the work of making America better than it's been.