Sitting Bull at Starbucks

Give me the pumpkin-spiced latte, white boy.

This was on PBS: The U.S. government was in the process of stealing the Black Hills area of South Dakota from the Indians, but George Custer got too cocky and picked a fight in the wrong place, separated from other units of his 700-man battalion. To hell with Custer. I was rooting for Sitting Bull, who told his people, “The whites may get me at last, as you say, but I will have good times till then. You are fools to make yourselves slaves to a piece of fat bacon, some hard-tack, and a little sugar and coffee.” More here.