“When I first heard the title of Ian Frazier’s ‘On the Rez,’ his nonfiction study of the brief time he spent on the Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota, I laughed out loud.” Thus begins Sherman Alexie, the 33-year-old novelist, poet and Spokane-Coeur d’Alene Indian, kicking off his blisteringly aggrieved dismissal of Frazier’s book in the Jan. 23 Los Angeles Times Book Review.

Alexie’s laughter, however, quickly subsides. “What denial! What romanticism!” he writes, before whacking the former New Yorker staff writer with a litany of further charges: morbidness, objectification, commodification and a “startling lack of self-consciousness,” to name just a few. The heart of Alexie’s antipathy, nonetheless, seems embedded in the following lines:

Many Indians, myself among them, believe that the concept of tribal sovereignty should logically extend to culture and religion, a concept which Frazier never addresses. Nowhere in the book does he examine his own motivations or question his observations. He writes about the Oglalas without stopping to wonder if the Oglalas want to be written about.

What Alexie is advocating here, more or less, is the “cultural enclosure of the intellectual commons” (to crib a phrase from scholar Rosemary Coombe), a sort of bulwark defense against cultural appropriation — or piracy, if you prefer. Such an approach would bind the typing fingers of even the most well-meaning outsiders, such as Frazier, leaving a culture’s stories firmly and exclusively in the hands of its own tellers. There are precedents here, of course: Alexie’s stance calls to mind the controversy William Styron brewed with his 1967 novel “The Confessions of Nat Turner,” in which the white Southern author wrote in the guise of the slave who led the famous 1831 revolt in Virginia. Several offended black critics suggested renaming the novel “The Confessions of William Styron.”

Here’s Alexie, 33 years later:

Frazier certainly displays plenty of self-confidence by beginning his book with this simple declarative sentence: “This book is about Indians, particularly the Oglala Sioux who live on the Pine Ridge Reservation in southwestern South Dakota, in the plains and badlands in the middle of the United States.” Notice that Frazier’s opening gambit doesn’t include possessives or qualifiers. He carefully avoids the more accurate description of his book: “This is Ian Frazier’s book containing his ideas and opinions of the Oglala culture ”

He returns to the idea a few paragraphs later:

Does [Frazier] ever admit that somebody from “the rez” has a different life experience than somebody who is just writing about the rez?

That I believe Frazier does indeed admit this — plainly, and throughout the book — is beside the point. The rub here is Alexie’s protectionist stance. Whatever emotional justifications it may have (and it’s impossible to deny that Indians have been victimized by bad art just as often as by other means), Alexie’s position is a reactionary one, inimical not only to art and journalism — to travel writing, most notably, which is what Frazier’s book amounts to — but also to science; even the slightest extrapolation sends it into ludicrous terrain. It’s easy to scoff at the bumbling hordes of men who felt affronted last year by “Stiffed,” Susan Faludi’s nonfiction inquiry into masculinity, on the grounds that a woman has no business commenting on men’s lives. But how different are their reactions, ultimately, from Alexie’s response to Frazier?

Moreover, Alexie could find himself tangled in the same web with which he’s trying to trap Frazier. In Alexie’s 1995 debut novel, “Reservation Blues,” the 1930s Mississippi Delta bluesman Robert Johnson appears, at the age of 82, in the tiny Spokane reservation town of Wellpinit. Legend has it that Johnson sold his soul to the devil in exchange for guitar prowess; he died at 27, leaving an apocalyptic mythology for blues fans worldwide, not to mention for blacks in Mississippi. But Alexie’s exhumation is a curious one. Johnson relinquishes to the Spokanes his talking guitar (which spouts such Blues Brothers-ish exclamations as “On the road, on the road. We startin’ up a band”), and eventually, via the help of an aged Indian rock ‘n’ roll therapist named Big Mom, he is released from his Faustian pact. The novel ends with him clad in a traditional ribbon shirt, cheerily eating fry bread — his myth turned entirely upside down.

No matter how artful Alexie’s use of Johnson as a symbol and how reverential his treatment, it’s a twisted appropriation — there’s no other word — of the life and legend of a man whose music represents a pinnacle of Southern black culture. But perhaps that’s due to Alexie’s source material: In his acknowledgments, he credits — “especially,” and solely, so far as Robert Johnson is concerned — the influence of the 1985 movie “Crossroads,” which starred Ralph Macchio (that’s right) as a young (white) guitarist who graciously frees a poor, old and oh-so-helpless (black) harmonica player from a Johnsonian pact with the devil. Talk about “romanticism” — and a “startling lack of self-consciousness.” At least Ian Frazier spent time on the reservation to research his book. Sherman Alexie just went to the video store.

Many women in America’s most vulnerable communities are already forced to live out Rick Santorum’s contraception-less nightmare. Heather Michon explains:

After weeks of debate over personhood, Planned Parenthood funding, transvaginal ultrasounds, fetal pain, Fluke-fest, aspirin-between-the-knees, and the little matter of 130,000 economically disadvantaged Texas women losing access to basic health care starting today, discussions about the accessibility of Plan B seem so… December 2011. Ancient history.

But for one group of women, access to emergency contraception is an urgent and tragically unmet need: the hundreds of thousands of Native American women who live on reservation lands. Their struggle for a better standard of care is the subject of a recent roundtable discussion by the Native American Women’s Health Education Resource Center (NAWHERC).

The statistics are stark. More than 1 in 3 Native American women will be sexually assaulted their lifetimes, a rate much higher than the general population. In one study, a stunning 92 percent of young women reported they had been forced to have sex against their will on a date.

Read more on her Open Salon blog.

Congratulations, 2010, for fitting in one more completely insane made-up right-wing scandal: Barack Obama is going to give Manhattan back to the Indians! Also the U.N. will help, because grrrr, the U.N.!

Earlier this month, Obama said the U.S. would support the U.N.’s “Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous People,” a non-legally binding promise to finally treat indigenous peoples with some small amount of decency after hundreds of years of the government murdering them and expelling them from their homes and forcibly relocating them to barren desert ghettos and now just letting them live in conditions of appalling, abject poverty. Bush refused to sign on to this, because, I dunno, it was from the U.N., and it might lead to frivolous lawsuits, or something? It’s a non-binding Declaration that basically says “we will be nice to indigenous people,” there’s no good reason not to support it.

The only U.S. flag not captured or lost during George Armstrong Custer’s Last Stand at the Battle of Little Bighorn in southeastern Montana sold at auction Friday for $2.2 million.

The buyer was identified by the auction house Sotheby’s in New York as an American private collector. Frayed, torn, and with possible bloodstains, the flag had been valued before its sale at up to $5 million.

Since 1895, the 7th U.S. Cavalry flag — known as a “guidon” for its swallow-tailed shape — had been the property of the Detroit Institute of Arts, which paid just $54 for it.

President Barack Obama will play host to Native American leaders at a White House conference on Dec. 16.

The president has invited the leaders of each of the 565 federally recognized tribes to the event, the White House announced Monday. It would be Obama’s second conference with American Indians. Obama first met with tribal leaders last November.

The president says he wants tribal leaders to be able to interact with him and with top administration officials.

Last year’s event drew leaders from 386 tribal nations and was the first meeting of its kind in 15 years.

The government is offering American Indian farmers who say they were denied farm loans a $680 million settlement.

The two sides agreed on the deal after more than 10 months of negotiations. The government and the Indian plaintiffs met in federal court Tuesday to present the settlement to U.S. District Judge Emmet Sullivan.

The agreement also includes $80 million in farm debt forgiveness for the Indian plaintiffs and a series of initiatives to try and alleviate racism against American Indians and other minorities in rural farm loan offices. Individuals who can prove discrimination could receive up to $250,000.