Cultural Appropriation: Whose culture is it anyway, and what about hybridity?
Sonny Hallett

So, I am a Buddhist. When I see a 'Buddha Bar' with a fat jolly, presumably drunk Buddha, the layers of ignorance & disrespect make me wince.
It’s not that some arbiter of cultural appropriateness should be handing out sanctions and calls to arms against say inappropriate use of feathered head dresses. Just, have a think, read some stuff, then try not to be a twat.
I am totally fine with white people having dreddlocks. But white people with dredds who get stoned all day every day and say 'Jah rastafari' all the time, equating that with dredds and pot, I won’t say cultural appropriation, I’d just say, twat.
Cultural appropriation as far as I am concerned is a term that belongs in academic discourse, such as on cultural theory, where ideas are presented with definitions, caveats, and footnotes.
The lesson of this issue for me is this: Tell me what is the culture you are part of creating? Who are Your ancestors and cultural heroes? What do you think is valuable in how to be, with your family, community, your people; that you hold to, value, refresh and manifest, that you wish to see go on beyond you? In our root less, atomized, post modern world, we have come to think the answers to these questions don’t matter, because we don’t think about them (examples on request). In these times of incurious plenty and peace, we have forgotten that science is a culture, history, art, human rights, these are traditions, these are founded in knowing and keeping alive our stories. And if we no longer aspire to be righteous ancestors, the peace and plenty will end, and this fabric we take for granted, unravel