State Sanctioned Kidnapping: Actor-Adoptee Eric Schweig

One of Eric's masks
One of Eric’s adoption masks

A speech was given by actor-adoptee Eric Schweig on February 19, 1999 at the Vancouver Inner City Foster Care Conference. Invited to the conference to share his own experiences and perspectives, Eric was pleased to have the opportunity to speak on a topic close to his heart. The ramifications and issues surrounding interracial/cultural adoption are, for him, much more than a topic. They are the legacy he has been given; they are what has made him who he is … and who he is not. It is very much the spirit behind his art; certainly the tragic inspiration for his Adoption Masks. To fully appreciate the Inuit Masks, the Adoption Masks, and all else that Eric carves, one must first appreciate the heart & motivation that creates them.  His participation in the conference was a chance to encourage more involvement on the part of the native community, be they extended family or neighbors, in the plight and care of children who desperately need someone to intervene and protect. It was also meant as a plea to replace governmental paternalism with community assistance.

These words are, according to Eric Schweig, his “mission statement.”

“We can never go home because the concept of home is lost on us.”

Adoption of aboriginal children by Caucasian couples is to me, for lack of a better term ‘State Sanctioned Kidnapping.’ Too often Euro-American couples are preoccupied with the romantic notion of having a “real live Indian baby” or a “real live Inuit baby” which instantly transforms the child into an object rather than a person. For decades our communities’ babies have been unceremoniously wrenched from the hands of their biological parents and subjected to a plethora of abuses. Physical abuse, mental abuse, sexual abuse and a host of others.

I have first-hand knowledge of this because I was one of those children. For years my adoptive parents beat me bloody on a regular basis. I’ve been trapped in rooms naked and beaten with belt buckles, hockey sticks, extension cords, and once with a horsewhip.

I’m not saying this to shock you or to gain pity; I’m just stating fact. I eventually grew tired of living in a prison without walls and ran away when I was 16. What transpired between then and now has been a roller coaster of alcohol, drugs, violence, failed relationships, despair and confusion. Who am I? Where do I come from? Where is my family? Where do I belong? When life’s mystery has been shattered by strangers watching over you, a lot of these questions are lost.

There has been some good times as well, regardless, but for reasons that I’ve just started to understand, there has always been an impending sense of doom that controlled my actions and behavior, but now that I’ve been clean and sober for 8 months and actually started working on myself I’m beginning to step out of my father’s shadow and into the light of day where life isn’t so murky or such a struggle.

There are many of us who have been raised in this manner and not just aboriginal people. A myriad of different ethnic groups have suffered the pain and humiliation of being brought up by certain morally bankrupt individuals who seem to get their kicks out of abusing children.

I shouldn’t neglect to say that there are some, not many, but some Euro-American parents who have raised their adopted aboriginal children in a stable and loving environment. But for the majority of us, living as a young aboriginal person growing up in an environment with that much hostility and disregard is an all too early lesson in pain and loneliness.

I haven’t even begun to speak about the cultural devastation that occurs when an adopted teenage aboriginal person wakes up one day and realizes just how different they are from the world around them. How differently they are regarded at school, in the mall, on the street, and at home. The racial slurs in public, the condescending looks from strangers that sometimes turns into outright violence, depending on the situation.

And what about the aboriginal mothers and fathers who will probably never forget the new baby smell that babies always seem to have, and who will never be able to see them again? Can you imagine the profound longing in their hearts that they feel every day their child is gone?

A lot of us are discarded, lost, and wander into self imposed exile only to be devoured by the system because we have no idea where it is that we belong. We end up being “nowhere people” with absolutely nothing to hang on to; nothing to keep us grounded and safe. We can never go home because the concept of home is lost on us.

So my hat goes off to those of us who have survived the ordeal with our souls intact and still above ground, and my prayers go out to those who haven’t.

Many of us are dead. Many of our biological mothers and fathers are dead because the absence of their children forced them to give up, and lose themselves in alcohol or drugs and eventually die from broken hearts.

I have an urgent appeal to the Canadian government, or any government that advocates the adoption of aboriginal children to Euro-American parents. If you insist upon taking our children away from us, or if they have to be removed for their safety or well being, let aboriginal people handle it. Your paternalism is insulting, and to coin a phrase, “it’s getting old.” Let “us” find a safe environment for them, that is either within or in reasonable proximity of their respective communities, and assist us in doing so.

We are not all 100% healed, but healing takes time, and we’ve waited 500 years already, I don’t see how a month or two of decision and law making by you will matter much.

In the meantime, I hope other adopted adult or teenage aboriginal children of these so called parents are listening and remember that no matter how lost you feel, how lonely it is, or how scared you feel, reach out by any means within your power, because somewhere there might be a man and a woman who look just like you and who are bound to you by blood, who never forgot about you, and are still waiting to meet you and invite you back to a place that is your RIGHT to belong in. Your community, your family, and your home.

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to speak about an issue that is scarcely recognized. It means the world to me.

Eric Schweig



  1. It takes a very special person to live through so much heartache and go on to become so strong compassionate and successful and then to use those admirable qualities to help others are a great man Mr Schweig. 🙂


  2. Magnifica exposición por parte de Eric Schweig desde sus sentimientos mas profundos y desde un dolor que manifiesta vivo a pesar del tiempo que ha pasado. Y es que cuando se daña a un niño a la edad en que hay que darle amor y valores de vida se le daña para siempre. Aunque Eric ha hecho un magnifico trabajo ” con el mismo” para poder compartirlo con los demás. Ha hecho un trabajo de recuperarse como ser humano que debe haver sido largo y muy duro. Lo admiro por ello !!! Se lo dificil que es recuperar la esencia del ser humano y adquirir valores bondadosos cuando te han tratado mal y te han torturado. Puedo decirlo desde mi experiencia aunque no de cosas fisicas, si torturas psicologicas, de amenazas y por supuesto falta de amor ( a pesar de tener padres biologicos). Nunca he entendido porque los humanos nos dañamos tanto unos a otros. Yo he tenido la suerte de tener hijos a los que si he podido dar todo el amor del mundo…abrazarlo,besarlos, mimarlos y por supuesto intentando darles unos valores buenos y nobles.
    Por otro lado y no se porque siempre me he sentido ” solidaria” con los primeros nativos americanos porque es y sigue siendo terrible el trato que les han dado a todos y cada uno de ellos.Además sois un pueblo totalmente desconocido, o casi, para el resto del mundo. Intento entender vuestro resentimiento porque vivis en vuestra propia tierra pero “apartados” del resto de la sociedad. Y ese paternalismo al que se refiere Eric es tremendamente antiacuado y desdeñoso. Y lo de daros unas tierras ( reservas) es vergonzoso por parte de todos quienes fueron a vuestras tierras buscando una vida mejor.Me he quedado tremendamente entristecida que después de 500 años no sean capaces de reformar algunas leyes y por supuesto devolveros lo vuestro y disculparse.
    Os puede parecer curioso que quien dice todo esto es española ( aunque pertenezco a una comunidad autonoma : Cataluña- que nadie debe conocer- donde estamos pidiendo la independencia porque pagamos mas impuestos y nos dan menos, porque tenemos otra lengua- idioma- y no lo respetan. Y entre otras cosas nada tenemos que ver con Colón ( que si a alguien le interesa le puedo informar que aqui hay una investigación abierta al respecto ya que fué un gran impostor que falsifico su identidad y ni tan solo se llamaba Cristobal Colon).
    Bien, no me extiendo mas. Mi admiracion hacia el Sr. Schweig y por todo el trabajo realizado, por sus conferencias y ayudas a los necesitados de orientación y buenos consejos.


    • Translation: Magnificent exhibition by Eric Schweig from their deepest feelings and from a pain that manifests alive despite the time that has passed . And that is when a child at the age where you have to give love and life values ​​is damaged is damaged forever. Although Eric has done a great job ” with the same” to share with others. He has done work to recover as a human being who must haver been long and hard. I admire you for it !!! Is how difficult it is to recover the essence of being human kind and acquire values ​​when you have mistreated and tortured you . I can say from my experience but not physical things , whether psychological torture , threats and of course lack of love ( despite having biological parents ) . I never understood because humans we hurt each other so much . I’ve been lucky enough to have children if I could give all the love in the world … hug , kiss , pamper and of course trying to give them a good and noble values ​​.
      Furthermore, and not because I have always felt “solidarity ” with the first Native Americans because it is and remains terrible treatment they have given to each and every one of ellos.Además you are a totally unknown , or about people, the rest of the world. Try to understand your resentment because you live in your own land but “separated ” from the rest of society. And that paternalism to respect Eric is extremely antiacuado and dismissive. And to give you some lands (reserves) is shameful by all who were looking to land your life mejor.Me ‘ve been tremendously saddened that after 500 years they are unable to reform some laws and of course give you back what is yours and apologize .
      It may seem odd that those who say this is Spanish (although I belong to an autonomous community: Catalonia nobody should conocer- where we are asking for independence because we pay more taxes and give us less because we have another language- tongue and not respected. and among other things have nothing to do with Columbus ( if anyone is interested I can report that there is here an open investigation into the matter and that it was a great impostor who falsify their identity and not just called Cristobal Colon ) .
      Well, I do not extend more . My admiration towards Mr. Schweig and all the work done by his lectures and aid to those in need of guidance and advice .


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