Joseph Medicine Crow, 1913-2016

April 6, 2016 • 9:15 am

by Greg Mayer

This past Sunday, Joseph Medicine Crow, the last war chief of the Crow Nation, died at the age of 102 in Billings, Montana. His passing has been widely noted in the media, and one of the tributes I heard on Monday noted that his life and exploits ‘spanned centuries’. This might seem something obvious to say of a centenarian, but in fact he linked not just the 20th and 21st centuries, but also the 19th: raised in the traditional manner by Crow elders, he grew up steeped in the ways of the warrior culture of the second half of the 19th century, and may well have been the last living person whose knowledge of the Battle of the Little Bighorn (aka Custer’s Last Stand) came from intimate contact with participants in the battle.

Joseph Medicine Crow, last war chief of the Crow Nation, 1913-2016.
Joseph Medicine Crow, last war chief of the Crow Nation, 1913-2016.

His grandfather was a Crow war chief, and his step-grandfather was the famed Crow warrior White Man Runs Him, who fought with Custer at the Little Bighorn. (This might at first seem paradoxical, but the Crow were traditional enemies of the Sioux, and generally fought with the U.S. Army against the Sioux.) He became a war chief because, while serving in the U.S. Army in Europe in World War II, he achieved all the deeds required for a Crow to be esteemed a war chief: he led a war party, he touched a living enemy in combat, disarmed an enemy in combat, and stole enemy horses. The last deed is a very improbable event in modern warfare, and, unless Crow rules change, why it is unlikely there will be another war chief. The stories are best told by Medicine Crow himself, in the following clip from Ken Burns’ film series, The War; but I must mention the most moving part. Having vanquished a German soldier in hand to hand combat, Medicine Crow was about to kill him by choking, when the German uttered what would have been his last words, “mama, mama”. “That word, ‘mama’,” said Medicine Crow, “opened my ears”; he let the German go.

But Medicine Crow was not just a warrior. He was an historian and anthropologist of academic note, studying at Linville College and the University of Southern California. He became the tribal historian, participating in many activities associated with the historic interpretation and commemoration of the Battle of the Little Bighorn, and was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom by President Obama in 2009.

Being interested in American history, and having read several books on the Battle of the Little Bighorn last winter, I am somewhat chagrined to admit that I did not know of Joseph Medicine Crow until his passing. In addition to White Man Runs Him, who was family, he also knew the Custer scout Hairy Moccasin, and the most famous of the Indians who accompanied Custer, Curley (Ashishishe). The scouts with Custer, while enlisted in the Army, were not required to participate in the fighting (although they often, by choice or force of circumstances, did so). As they approached what would become the battlefield, Custer’s Crow scouts were released by Mitch Boyer, his half French, half Sioux, guide and interpreter. Curley, however, stayed longer with the soldiers, and witnessed the opening of the fighting on the Custer battlefield. White Man Runs Him and the others headed back along the trail, and soon joined into fighting alongside the remainder of the 7th Cavalry (the group commanded by Marcus Reno that survived).

Mitch Boyer. Attached to the 7th Cavalry, he died with Custer at the Little Bighorn.
Mitch Boyer. Attached to the 7th Cavalry, he died with Custer at the Little Bighorn.

Curley had long been lauded as the only survivor of that part of the 7th Cavalry that rode with Custer, but later was discredited, even by other Crows. John Gray, in his masterful Custer’s Last Campaign: Mitch Boyer and the Little Bighorn Reconstructed, has through careful analysis been able to make sense of the varying accounts, and has shown that Curley’s account was truthful and consistent– he was not in the battle, but stayed with Custer long enough to see its early stages and Custer’s opening disposition of his men. (Most of Curley’s reports have been gathered together by Graham [1953]).

Gray’s book, half of which is a fascinating biography of Mitch Boyer, is also a marvel of historical detective work, finding an unlikely number of contemporaneous documents, and also showing how difficult the history of that time and place can be to unravel. Up until at least the early part of the 20th century, few Indian warriors spoke English, even fewer soldiers spoke an Indian language, and translated accounts often passed through interpreters with a point of view. Careful historical analysis can help pierce the fog of incomprehension; and so, too, could fluently bilingual historians like Joseph Medicine Crow.


Graham, W.A. 1953. The Custer Myth: A Source Book of Custeriana. Stackpole Books, Harrisburg, Pa.

Gray, J.S. 1993. Custer’s Last Campaign: Mitch Boyer and the Little Bighorn Reconstructed. University of Nebraska Press, Lincoln.

Philbrick, N. 2010. The Last Stand: Custer, Sitting Bull, and the Battle of the Little Bighorn. Viking Penguin, New York.

Scott, D.D. 2013. Uncovering History: Archaeological Investigations at the Little Bighorn. University of Oklahoma Press, Norman.

Utley, R.S. 2001. Custer: Cavalier in Buckskin. University of Oklahoma Press, Norman.

Readers’ wildlife photos

April 6, 2016 • 7:30 am

It’s easiest to post the photos that have arrived while I was gone, so I’ll do that today. We have two contributors. First, Anne-Marie Cournoyer sends birds from lovely Montreal:

Some photos were taken at the parc national du Mont St-Bruno. Others in our backyard.

Cedar Waxwings – Bombycilla cedrorum:

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Northern Cardinal Cardinalis cardinalis:

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Pileated Woodpecker – Dryocopus pileatus. If I am not wrong. it is a female because there is no red stripe on the cheek.
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Common Grackle – Quiscalus quiscula:
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And from Stephen Barnard in Idaho:
Coyote (Canis latrans) with fresh Meadow Vole (Microtus pennsylvanicus) for dinner.
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Coyote/vole denouement:
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Desi (Haliaeetus leucocephalus) delivering a bloody hunk of meat to the nest, possibly road kill. This is the first time I’ve seen them feeding on anything other than fish, except for the occasional dead goose in a field. This frame was extracted from a digiscoped 1080p video.
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This photo is a Marsh Wren (Cistothorus palustris). These birds are secretive and notoriously difficult to photograph, but I have the perfect spot. I called this one out with a recording on my iPhone.
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Wednesday: Hili dialogue

April 6, 2016 • 6:30 am

It’s Wednesday, at least in much of the world, and April 6.  On this day in 1895, Oscar Wilde was arrested in London for homosexuality and, exactly one year later, the modern Olympic games were inaugurated. Google celebrates that today with its Doodle, a drawing which changes each time you access it. Click on the screenshot:

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On this day in 1930, Gandhi began the famous Salt March, a protest against the British prohibition of Indians making salt by evaporating seawater. And, on this day in 1968, Pierre Trudeau won the election that led to his becoming Prime Minister of Canada. On this day in 1483, the great Raphael was born, and in 1810, Philip Henry Gosse. Those who died on this day include Raphael, who apparently died on his birthday in 1520, Jules Bordet (1961), Igor Stravinsky (1971), Isaac Asimov (1992), Tammy Wynette (1998), Mickey Rooney (2014), and Ray Charles (2015).

Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, The Princess is resting comfortably on Andrzej’s chest:

Malgorzata: Shall we go for a walk?
Hili: Let us rest a while longer.

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In Polish:

Małgorzata: Idziemy na spacer?
Hili: Daj nam jeszcze trochę odpocząć.

Lagniappe: a photo of an ACTUAL CEILING CAT, sent by reader Ed Suominen with this information:

Leo crawled behind something on the second floor and is now evaluating his options.

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What does this Indian sign mean?

April 5, 2016 • 4:00 pm

Traveling in India, you often see signs in fractured or archaic English (they use a lot of old British words like “rusticated”), but you can usually understand what they mean. This sign, however, next to a window in the passenger compartment of a bus (the one that took us from our broken plane to the hotel), defies understanding.

Does anyone know what it means?

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More photos to come: people, noms, and other delights.

Tennessee set to adopt an Official State Book. Guess which one!

April 5, 2016 • 2:45 pm

I bet you didn’t have to think hard. Click on the correct image below to go to the article about it:

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Did you guess correctly? I bet you did.

Yes, if the governor approves what the legislature just did, we’ll have a prime violation of the First Amendment, one opposed by the American Civil Liberties Union:

Tennessee lawmakers have brushed aside constitutional concerns in giving final approval to a bill to designate the Holy Bible as the state’s official book.

The state Senate voted 19-8 in favor of the bill on Monday despite arguments that it conflicts with a provision in the Tennessee Constitution that states that “no preference shall ever be given, by law, to any religious establishment or mode of worship.”

The bill now heads to the desk of Republican Gov. Bill Haslam, who opposes the measure but has not said whether he would issue a veto.

Yeah: can you imagine the re-election prospects in Tennssee of a governor who vetoes adopting God’s Word as the state book. No wonder he hasn’t said anything. We’ll see whether he’s a coward when the bill lands on his desk. (And what kind of governor would say he opposes the bill, which has no practical impact on his constituents, but refuse to say whether he’ll veto it?)

There’s also a humorous side:

Opponents argued that the Bible would be trivialized by being placed alongside other state symbols such as the tomato as Tennessee’s official fruit, the cave salamander as the state amphibian and the square dance as the state folk dance.

But Tennessee recently adopted an official state gun as well, and it’s not an innocuous weapon. Have a look at what the legislature and governor want as their Official Firearm:

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God and guns: that benighted state has it all covered.

Abortion news: Poland and Northern Ireland suck

April 5, 2016 • 1:45 pm

I’ve reported already on Poland’s slide back into the Dark Ages. Directed by the powerful Catholic Church, the Polish government, nominally run by the Law and Justice Party (PiS), is trying to ban all  abortions, regardless of whether they endanger the mother’s life, involve a deformed or medically doomed fetus, or result from rape or incest. Now, however, the women of Poland are rising up to protest their new retrograde government. As reported by several sources (I’ve used BuzzFeed for mine), women in a church in Gdansk walked out en masse as their priest read a letter from the pulpit supporting the total abortion ban. Some of the men accompanied them to the exit. Click below to go to the video at the Guardian:

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BuzzFeed also reports widespread protests throughout Poland by women, many brandishing coathangers as a symbol of the illegal abortions reported to be pervasive in the country. Here are a few photos:

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And Grania sent me several links to a new development in Northern Ireland, where, according to the Torygraph and the Independent (see also here), a 21-year-old woman was convicted of having an abortion, or rather inducing one herself by ordering the abortifacient drugs mifepristone and misoprostol. She miscarried two years ago, when she was 19 and 10-12 weeks pregnant. She wanted to do what most women in Ireland and Northern Ireland do when wanting an abortion: make the hop to England to get a legal abortion. But this woman couldn’t afford that, and the pills were cheaper.

Given that it’s part of the UK, Northern Ireland would seem to have laws similar to those of the rest of the UK, where according to the 1967 Abortion Act the procedure is legal; but that’s not the case. Like the Republic of Ireland, Northern Ireland allows abortion only when the pregnancy endangers the mother’s life, either medically or psychologically. This is likely due to the greater influence of the Catholic church in both Irelands than in Scotland, Wales, and England.

At any rate, abortion remains illegal in Northern Ireland (and the Republic) if it only endangers the mother’s health, or even when it involves a deformed fetus or results from rape or incest. That makes the Irish island as backwards as Poland.

This is the first case in which a woman has actually been convicted and sentenced to jail in Northern Ireland for having an abortion. Although she was given a three-month jail term, it was suspended. But it’s an awful precedent, and a stain on the UK.

One of the saddest parts of this story is not just her sentencing for, in effect, being too poor to get a legal abortion, but also how she was found out. As the Independent reports, “Her housemates found blood-stained items and foetal remains in a bin and reported her to the police.” What kind of housemates are those?

The inequities of women in different parts of the UK are appalling, and it’s time to do something about it. From the Independent:

The especially shocking element of Northern Ireland’s abortion ban is how Westminster supports it through its silence. Regardless of Northern Ireland’s contested constitutional status, when it comes to human rights law we are just as much British citizens as women living in Blackpool or Birmingham. Westminster could easily overturn the abortion ban by passing legislation in the House of Commons. There is a particularly clear case for doing this as a High Court found in November that Northern Ireland’s abortion ban breaches international human rights law.

The two sides in Northern Ireland:

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I’m always amazed at how a group of nonreproductive religious men think they have a right to tell women what to do with their bodies. Granted, they think abortion is murder, but that’s their own religious view, and other faiths, as well as nonbelievers, feel otherwise. I beseech them in the womb of Christ to think it possible that they may be mistaken.

Their names should be legion

April 5, 2016 • 11:30 am

by Greg Mayer

Following up on Matthew’s linguistic investigation of larval amphibians, I’d like to address another amphibian linguistic conundrum: the English words for adult members of the order Anura. Just as we have two standard words for a larval anuran in English, we have two standard words for the adults: frog and toad. But this linguistic duality comes nowhere near encompassing the biodiversity of anurans. There are, by many estimates, over 40 families of anurans. I myself consider this taxonomy a bit oversplit, but even a conservative taxonomy would have more than two dozen families. There are thus many more sorts of anurans than there are English words to name them. Why is this so?

The answer, I believe, is simple. In Great Britain, where the language developed, there are four native species: two frogs (Rana temporaria and Rana lessonae), and two toads (Bufo bufo and Bufo calamita). So in England, there are indeed only two sorts of anurans. Here’s one of the frogs, the common frog (North American readers will note the resemblance to our wood frog, Rana sylvatica, which also has a tympanic dark spot and dorsolateral folds):

The Common Frog (Rana temporaria), near Bad Kohlgrub, Bavaria. Photo by Richard Bartz (Wikimedia).
The Common Frog (Rana temporaria), near Bad Kohlgrub, Bavaria. Photo by Richard Bartz (Wikimedia).

And here’s one of the toads, the common toad (the green flecks are duckweed or some other plant):

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Common Toad (Bufo bufo), Broomscroft, Kent. Photo by Peter K. Moore.

We can distinguish frogs from toads, because frogs are more aquatic, with long hind limbs for jumping, webbed toes (easily seen above), and moist, smoother skin. Toads are more terrestrial, squat with short legs for hopping, and have dry, warty skin. And this distinction works for the anurans of Britain– the frogs are members of the family of “true frogs”– Ranidae, while the toads are members of the family of “true toads”– Bufonidae.

As the English encountered more kinds of anurans around the world, each new anuran was shoe-horned into being either a frog or a toad. Thus the long limbed, arboreal, jumping anurans of the family Hylidae (which English nobility would have encountered in their Continental estates) were called, aptly enough, tree frogs. And in the North American colonies, the squat, warty burrowing members of the family Pelobatidae were called spadefoot toads. But with dozens of families of anurans, and a great diversity of ecological habits and body forms, the distinction breaks down, and our English common names wind up forcing an exuberant diversity into just two names.

I wonder to what extent the biodiversity of a language’s native land influences the language’s naming diversity. In the only other language I (sort of) speak, Spanish, I know three words– rana (for frogs), sapo (for toads), and maco. The latter is a word I learned in the Dominican Republic, and it has a very different meaning in standard Castilian, as given by the Real Academia Española: it means ‘knave’ or ‘rogue’ if converted to a noun (in Castilian it is an adjective). It’s possible that the Dominican word is of Taino or West African origin, rather than Spanish.

So, I’d like to ask our non-Anglophone readers, how many words for kinds of adult anurans are there in your language? And how does this compare to the biological diversity?

[The title of the post refers of course to a story about demons in the Gospels. A Roman legion had 6,000 men (and there are about 6000 species of anurans). If each family of anurans should have a common name, there names would not be quite legion, but there would be a lot more than two!]