The headdress in the first picture reminds me of some of the ones we use for our festivals and ceremonies. The anti-elf posters bring back some painful memories when I was growing up. I had a half Cherokee half Swedish mother and a full bloodied Navajo father. I inherited my fathers skin tone and my mothers blond hair and blue eyes and received a lot of shit from both sides because of my appearance. I was called everything from an Apple to a half bred abomination.
Although these days almost no one calls me those things not too many people are willing to piss off a 7'5", 420lb American Indian with hands bigger than a grizzlies paw and able to lift the front end of a Chevy Suburban 4ft off the ground and the ones that are dumb enough "cracks knuckles" quickly learn not too
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