The Shoshone teachings on shared stewardship, hosted by TownLift through its series, unfolded in a glass‑walled room at the American West Heritage Center, with Darren Parry as the only non‑celebrity name on the guest list. The room, draped in gallery white, smelled faintly of pine sap and fresh‑cut cedar, offering a stark contrast to the glittering lobby of The Egyptian, where the crowd in step‑and‑repeat red and gala black queued like caged bumblebees. The vibe was utterly subdued; a hushed discussion of kinship and land was punctuated by polite applause, and the rush of the crowd that would, by coincidence, later file into downtown Park City was only hinted at in the pre‑event pamphlet. Traffic at the venue was surprisingly smooth—traffic was a minor complaint—but the event’s exclusivity was defiantly palpable. The audience consisted mainly of policy makers, wealthy alumni, and a handful of Indigenous scholars; the mix felt more perfunctory than genuine. Verdict: Send a check but stay home.