the s word and the b word

Well, things didn't go to bad at Oquaka today, but while we were sitting up front and waiting to do our thing, they had a little play by some local kids about Blackhawk and all that. Of course they had him in a Lakota war bonnet and fringed buckskin, but I can live with that. What got me, and the rest of the group, is when these kids talked about the braves and squaws in their little tribe.
WAKE UP people, racism is dead! Or it should be. I guess racism is only dead when it doesn't refer to natives.