Ask any Indian kid: you’re out just walking across the street of some little off- reservation town and this white cop suddenly comes up to you, grabs you by your long hair, pushes you up against a car, frisks you, gives you a couple good jabs in the ribs with his nightstick, then sends you of with a warning sneer: ‘Watch yourself, Tonto!’ He doesn’t do that to white kids, just Indians (…) when you grow up Indian, you don’t have to become a criminal, you already are a criminal. You never know innocence.