About 35 miles south of here, we have this thing called the...

About 35 miles south of here, we have this thing called the Crazy Horse Memorial. It’s a massive monument to Native American culture and history carved by a white family right into the ass of the very planet itself. They charge admission and have become millionaires. Granted, they give some of the money to Native American causes, like scholarships and such, and mostly hire Native Americans to work the gate and giftshop and eatery, but, nevertheless, they’re loaded. They’re among the richest people in the state.

I wrote a story about hiking up to the top of Crazy Horse with a few of my friends. It appeared in my second book. If you happen to read it, don’t believe it because it’s all lies.

When Crazy Horse is done, the rich white family have promised to turn the whole place over to the Native Americans, so they have been carving it reeeeeal slow. Mt. Rushmore, 20 miles to the north, took 14 years to finish, while the face you’re looking at took over 40 years to finish. They’ve been at it half a century now and are nearing the 20% complete mark.

In 50 or 60 thousand years, when it’s finished, I bet the Native Americans will be totally stoked to get it. That is if there is still a point to it.

Anyway, pretty neat to look at, huh?