Ward Churchill was fired from his job as a university professor and brought a lawsuit. The jury found in his favor, but the judge has just struck down the verdict:
I know that was what would happen, and nobody should have known it better than Ward himself.
Although he might win on appeal, it would be struck down again at the Supreme Court level and set an extremely bad precedent, invalidating tenure for anyone who is controversial or socially conscious.
The question of tenure, in Ward's case is one well worth looking into. It touches upon one very important subject, namely the validity of one's claim of being indigenous. I hope I got that right. Anyway, Ward is and I am, as you are what we ourselves identify oursleves to be. Ward wrote a lengthy and good piece on this, so I won't even try to emulate even one portion. Search for it and read it yourself. In my case, I know I am who I say I am. No roll, no paper, no census record will ever prove my case but if I cannot believe my mother or her mother when they tell me "son, you are what you are", who can I believe? Mothers do not lie about their mothers. Our hearts do not lie about our heritage. When we tred on the grounds we know is our home, we feel it in our very soul. No ink on any paper can speak the language the connection between us and our home and heritage can speak.
I am what I say I am.
Ward's tenure was ripped from him like a badge. His pride, they will never reach.