[Coyote was exhausted of running around in the sun every day and barely getting a mouthful, and asked Raven what he could do to be fed. Raven said "the white humans are pretty well fed and they have an education" so Coyote decided to go to university and get himself an education. Very quickly he realized universities are a lot more complicated than they seem...]
"So then I go to my Research Methods class, thinking I got it figured it out. In this class, the teacher (you got it, another white guy) said that your research must be ethical, that we must follow guidelines set out by the university for research on human subjects. The rules are there, my teacher said, to protect the Indians from unscrupulous researchers. Who made these rules I asked, you guessed it, a bunch of white guys. They decided we need protecting and that they were the ones to decide how best to protect us from them."
— Heather Harris tells Coyote's whole story in her article about the paradox of Indigenous higher education (2002) as cited in Research Is Ceremony: Indigenous Research Methods (2008) by Shawn Wilson.
