Monday, July 19, 2010

Dive in the river and go to a better place

I'm listening to this right now.

And recently checked this out:

Or how about this?

Why? Because I have terrible taste in music, and because I am reading about Cahokia. I don't think that there's anything special about American river songs. There are rivers everywhere. But, more especially, there were rivers in America before 1492, and they were very, very important to the people who lived there then. The question is, do those particular ideas about why rivers are important carry over into a new era? At Cahokia, when the flood went down and the corn was planted in the new year's silt, the community put a new layer of silt on the top of Monk's Mound, like Earth Diver building the world out of silt brought up from the bottom, a place for Sky Woman to give birth, there on the flood in the dawn of days. Afterwards, men played chunkey on the plaza to celebrate the Corn Mother's gift of fertility. Great warriors were one with Thunderbird, loosing his thunder from the sky.
Martin Byers
has described Cahokia not as a city, but as a "cult mall," by which he means a site in which various versions of a spring renewal cult ceremony was put on by a variety of non-kin associations. It sounds weird and alien until one replaces "association" with "fraternity."

Cahokia: a land grant university before there were universities (in America.) Come down to the river and be saved --or educated. It amounts to the same thing, and, either way, maybe you'll play in, or watch, the big game.

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