It’s a place down by CowTown (Calgary) where the natives ran herds of buffalo over a cliff. My idiot father in law used to talk about why natives were such good stewards of the land and environMINT. Seriously - that guy’d give ridiculous sanctimonious lectures about how the red skins lived in perfect peace, with each other and the land… only taking from the land that which they needed to survive. “They lived in perfect harmony with each other and nature!!!”
To be fair he’s not the only retard I’ve heard talking that way.
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