Elizabeth Warren knows she has a tremendous amount of narrative brush to clear out of any path to the Dems 2020 nomination, and today, speaking to the National Congress of American Indians, she tried to refute Trump referring to her as “Pocahontas” by insisting she does have Native American heritage. The amount of actual evidence Warren offered to back up her claim? ZERO. But Warren presented some anecdotes:
I get why some people think there’s hay to be made here. You won’t find my family members on any rolls, and I’m not enrolled in a tribe.
And I want to make something clear. I respect that distinction. I understand that tribal membership is determined by tribes — and only by tribes. I never used my family tree to get a break or get ahead. I never used it to advance my career.
But I want to make something else clear too: My parents were real people.
By all accounts, my mother was a beauty. She was born in Eastern Oklahoma, on this exact day — Valentine’s Day — February 14, 1912. She grew up in the little town of Wetumka, the kind of girl who would sit for hours by herself, playing the piano and singing. My daddy fell head over heels in love with her.
But my mother’s family was part Native American. And my daddy’s parents were bitterly opposed to their relationship. So, in 1932, when Mother was 19 and Daddy had just turned 20, they eloped.
But this was my favorite part:
So I’m here today to make a promise: Every time someone brings up my family’s story, I’m going to use it to lift up the story of your families and your communities.
Haha! Translation: “Whenever the veracity of my claim to Native American heritage is questioned, I hereby vow to CHANGE THE SUBJECT!”
With that kind of shamelessness, I’d say Warren should be considered an early frontrunner for the Dems’ 2020 nomination.