Now, the Indians. I call them Indians because that’s what they are. They’re Indians. There’s nothing wrong with the word Indian. First of all, it’s important to know that the word Indian does not derive from Columbus mistakenly believing he had reached India. India was not even called by that name in 1492, it was known as Hindustan.
More likely, the word Indian comes from Columbus’s
description of the people he found here. He was an
Italian, and did not speak or write very good Spanish, so in his written accounts he called the Indians, ‘Una gente in Dios.’ A people in God. In God. In Dios. Indians. It’s a perfectly noble and respectable word.
As far as calling them ‘Americans’ is concerned, do I even
have to point out what an insult this is? ——- We steal their hemisphere, kill twenty or so million of them, destroy five hundred separate cultures, herd the survivors onto the worst land we can find, and now we want to name them after ourselves? It’s appalling. Haven’t we done enough damage? Do we have to further degrade them by tagging them with this repulsive name?
You know, you’d think it would be a fairly simple thing to come over to this continent, commit genocide, eliminate the forests, dam up the rivers, build our malls and massage parlors, sell our lenders and whoopee cushions, poison ourselves with chemicals, and let it go at that. But no. We have to compound the insult.
I’m glad the Indians have gambling casinos now. It makes me happy that people are losing their rent money to the Indians. Maybe the Indians will get lucky and win their
country back. Probably they wouldn’t want it. Look at what we did to it.
— George Carlin, http://nativeunity.blogspot.com/2003/10/george-carlin-on-indians.html, (via deutschland-black-sheep)