Children of the Plains

So, Cliff and I watched Children of the Plains on 20/20.  It's about the native Americans who live on a reservation in South Dakota, and the problems they face.  
First of all, you have to remember that I LOVE Indians.  I have wanted to BE an Indian all my life, and yes, I still do.  If I were going to dedicate my life to helping any group of people, it would be native Americans... just because I want them to adopt me.  
There are no jobs on the reservation.  80% of adults are alcoholics.  It's pretty much a ghetto.  
My first question was, "Why don't they leave the reservation?"  
The question was answered toward the end of the program.  
So, I'm watching this news show, and I notice that Indians, at some time in their lives, get a name that means something.  
Names like "She Who Stands Strong in the Wind" or "He Who Never Falls".
"I want one of those names," I told Cliff.  
Bad mistake.  
There were so many descriptive names rolling off his tongue, I couldn't keep up.  
None of them were names I'd want.  And no, I won't tell you what they were.  I have my pride.  
Besides, Cliff isn't an Indian.  I want a real native American to give me my name.  
So there.