Somehow, I had managed to go through my entire childhood without watching the 1953 Disney version of Peter Pan (though I repeatedly watched the Mary Martin musical stageplay version, and I also listened to one of those abridged audiobook versions of the Disney movie on cassette tape). Last night was the first time I watched the Disney version all the way through.

It was generally charming, even with some of the typical early Disney slapstick via the Lost Boys. We were generally having a good time.

And then came the “Injun” sequence.

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I’m not saying that the Wounded Knee occupation in 1973 was a good idea—but I understand.