In the prologue of his novel There, There, Tommy Orange makes an observation:
“We’ve been defined by everyone else and continue to be slandered despite easy-to-look-up-on-the-internet facts about the realities of our histories and current state as a people… Our heads were on the penny first, of course, the Indian cent, and then on the buffalo nickel, both before we could even vote as a people—which, like the truth of what happened in history all over the world, and like all that spilled blood from slaughter, are now out of circulation (Orange 7).”
The description of the Indian cent and the buffalo nickel as “out of circulation” does not simply refer to currency, but to Native American identity in its current form. When something goes out of circulation, it can sometimes become more valuable or highly sought out; however, the more common and tragic reality is that these things become entirely forgotten and abandoned. And because the history and the culture have been buried so much, pushed so far into corners and reservations and small watered-down sections of textbooks, Native American identity becomes functionally extinct: so little is left to hold onto that the Native communities, and societal understanding of both the history and current affairs, may never recover.
Through one way or another, these characters are disconnected from their heritage, and many struggle to overcome other personal hardships such as addiction or abuse alongside this search for an identity that ultimately cannot be found in its purest, original form. But in the case of Orvil, he is even totally forbidden from that attempted connection by his great aunt Opal because of the unspecified risks of “Indianing” (Orange 118). Opal tells Orvil, “Learning about your heritage is a privilege. A privilege we don’t have. And anyway, anything you hear from me about your heritage does not make you more or less Indian. More or less a real Indian (Orange 119),” but Orvil understands that being Indian and feeling Indian are not the same thing. Orvil understands that one cannot have heritage without personal identity, and one way he searches for that identity is through the internet, through watching Youtube videos of powwow dance and learning.
But when it comes time to dance, Orvil still feels like a “fraud,” unsure if he has successfully made the connection (Orange 232). Even when the dance begins, when his nerves have calmed and he sees, “They’re all one dance,” there is a sense that he will always be searching for something more, just as the performance ends and he searches for his brothers (Orange 233). He will always be looking for the Indian cent and the buffalo nickel—for the signs that his identity can and does exist within this heritage, if that heritage can still be found.