Without curmudgeonly old poops around, us Native American mystical cloudbusters wouldn't have near as much fun telling our stories. It was kind of like that back in the earlier centuries too, but a lot more dangerous. They used to shoot at us then when we brought up stuff they weren't familiar with.

We had our own curmudgeonly old poops too, of course, but they tended to be pretty mystical, if sometimes a bit crabby.