The one thing all of my ancestors (with a few exceptions one generation up from me) have in common is that they’re dead.

The idea of asking permission before engaging in another culture’s healing practice is…bizarre. If you have a cure for my (hypothetical) cancer and won’t give it to me because I’m the wrong ethnicity, am I supposed to just go “okay, guess I’ll fucking die then”? Like, taking that to its logical conclusion, it is better to *die* than to appropriate a culture.

Unless the idea is that certain medical practices only work on people of certain ancestry, in which case we’re right back to some very troubling eugenic implications.