The Spider and the Ducks

              

This is an old Lakota myth as told by John Lame Deer in Lame Deer Seeker of Visions.1

I’m paraphrasing a bit here:

Iktome was an evil spiderman, a smart-ass who liked to play tricks on everyone.  One day he was walking by a lake and he saw some ducks swimming around.  He suddenly grew hungry for roast duck.  So he stuffed his bag with a bunch of grass and then walked over to the shore.  The ducks saw him and cried out, “Where are you going, Iktome?”

“I’m going to a big powwow.”

“What’s in your bag Iktome?”

“It’s full of songs which I am taking  to the powwow.  Good songs that you can dance to.”

The ducks begged him to sing the songs for them.  The tricky spider made a big show of not wanting to do it.  He said he didn’t have time for it.  Finally, he pretended to give in because they were such nice ducks.   “OK, I’ll sing for you, but you have to help me.”

“O yay!  We’ll do whatever you want. Just tell us the rules.”

“Well, first you must form three rows.   In the front row I want all the fat ones.  In the middle row go all those who are neither fat nor thin.  The scrawny ones go in the back row.  Now you have to act out the song.  Do whatever the words tell you.  Here goes the first song…   ‘Close your eyes and dance.'”

The ducks in their rows shut their eyes and started flapping their wings.  Iktome took a big club from underneath his coat.  “Sing along as loud as you can and keep your eyes shut.  Whoever peeks will get blind.”   He ordered them to sing so that their voices would drown out the “thump thump” of his club as he hit them over the head.  One by one he went down the front row bashing the ducks.   He was in the middle of the next row by the time one of the skinny ducks in the back row opened his eyes and saw what Iktome was up to.  

“Holy crap!     Hey wake up!”, it yelled.  “Iktome is killing us all!”

The ducks that were left opened their eyes and ran away.  Iktome didn’t care.  He already had more duck than he could eat.  

After Lame Deer finished the story, he made this astute observation.  It was relevant back then (the book was published in 1972) and is still relevant today.

Iktome is like some of those bull-shipping politicians who make us close our eyes and sing and dance for them while they knock us on the head.  Democratic ducks, Republican ducks, it makes no different.  The fat, stupid ones are the first in the pot.  It’s always the skinny, no-account low-class duck in the back that doesn’t hold still.  




1Lame Deer, John; Erdoes, Richard . Lame Deer Seeker of Visions. Washington Square Press, 1972.

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    • Edger on June 18, 2008 at 5:38 am

    for stepping on.

    • Robyn on June 18, 2008 at 5:47 am
  1. was inspired by OPOL’s post this morning, Whatever became of Democracy?.  I’m reading Lame Deer’s book right now and the two synched in my mind. BushCo is the Spider. [Most of] Congress and the American people are the ducks.  

    If I had more time I was going to PhotoShop Cheney on the spider’s head.

  2. I live in the land of ducks, Oregon. The ducks here are not bad, they see the pot and are torn. The money or the pot? The gamble or the trees. The SUV’s or the inevitable growth. Which do we choose? What are our choices? Seems clear to me but  unfortunately I am in a pot with a lot of ducks who just say “Wow! This is hot but money is to be made!” Spiders hide and are creepy, ducks seem so cute. I just hope that in my land the right guys win be they ducks or spiders. I really hate spiders, yet have stupid ducks in cement in my yard.  

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