There are a lot of things I didn’t learn about my country’s history until I got to college. One of these things was the decades-long efforts by the US Army to hunt the American bison to extinction, as part of the larger war on Indigenous peoples conducted by the American government. The idea—schemed up by General William Sherman and General Philip Sheridan—was to cut off the primary source of food and supplies for Plains tribes to make them more “amenable” to being forced onto reservations. That I’ve been able to see bison on my visits to Yellowstone National Park is a miracle. American bison are a glorious animal and the fact that we almost lost them, that they were hunted, skinned, and left with their meat poisoned turns my stomach. All of this is to say that, even though I shouldn’t cheer on the efforts of Good Stab in Stephen Graham Jones’s excellent new novel, The Buffalo Hunter Hunter, I couldn’t help applauding the extermination of some white buffalo hunters...

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