Today, I woke up and it was actually cool outside. It feels like ages since I last felt a cool breeze. Air conditioner just isn’t the same as crisp, cool air.
I had breakfast at a native American buffet and I started to think about culture. I started to think about what terrible people we are. We came over from England and basically told this land’s original inhabitants that we owned the land and that they had to leave. And we have the audacity to be proud of this nation? We should be ashamed of ourselves.
The Cherokee people were once great. Now they have become a tourist attraction. They sell tickets to people to watch them do what once was a way of life.
We even gave them a new name. Native American is not what they are. This wasn’t America before we came here. Now these people are “allowed” to live in small groups across the US.
That brings me to another thought I had. America has no real culture of it’s own. Other nations have their own distinct styles of art, clothing ways of life etc. Here in America, we just take other culture’s distinctiveness and add it to our own. There is no “American” language, we took that from the British. Even the architecture of our own capitol city is borrowed from a people long gone.
I am finding it more and more difficult to be proud of my nation. Don’t get me long, I mean no disrespect to those who have fought to protect me. I may not agree with the idea of war or armies, but I am thankful that there are men and women who are willing to put their own well being at risk for my freedom.
Anyway, enough of my rambling. After I had breakfast I visited a turbine mill built in the late 19th century.
After that, I headed to a mountain which name escapes me, and hiked to the top. A lot of the trees on the mountainside were dead or dying so we asked one of the park rangers what was happening and she told us that a tiny insect that had come over from Europe had multiplied and it had no natural predator so it just keeps growing in number. It drills tiny holes in the base of the trees so that the trees can’t draw nutrients from the soil and they eventually die.
After the hike I had lunch by a creek and tried to take pictures of some fish, but they were to fast.
I then spent the rest if the day relaxing around the campground.