Cherokee. Or Cherokinda?

Lemme get this straight.

Ivy League law professor Elizabeth Warren, who apparently called herself a Cherokee from at least 1984 until she ran for the Senate in 2012, believes she put the issue of cultural appropriation to rest yesterday by releasing DNA test results that show that she could be 1/1024th Native American.

If I were Warren, I would have burned those. Being 1/1024th of anything means you’re more than 99 percent something else. All she managed to do was unleash a lot of terrible puns and bad jokes on social media. (I stole “Cherokinda” from one of them.)

Warren’s dubious claim of Native American ancestry has ruffled feathers ever since she was elected to the Senate six years ago. No, it doesn’t hurt her in Massachusetts. They’ll vote for anyone up there.

Ted Kennedy, remember?

In most other places, however, saying you’re a Native American when you’re not is a problem.

Remember, this wasn’t someone simply saying a distant ancestor was an American Indian. That came later. This was a professor who was listed as a minority in the faculty directory at the University of Pennsylvania and touted as a “woman of color” at Harvard.

As expected, law professors at those schools insist that Warren’s “minority status” had nothing to do with her hiring. Think about that. Do you suppose they’d ever admit publicly that ethnicity played a part in any faculty hire?

Of course they wouldn’t.

In a 2016 “Fact Checker” report, The Washington Post expressed concern over Warren’s outlandish claims, pointing out, “she even submitted recipes to a Native American cookbook called “Pow Wow Chow,” published in 1984 by the Five Civilized Tribes Museum in Muskogee, Okla. She signed her entries “Elizabeth Warren — Cherokee.”

Then there’s this cringeworthy television interview where Warren claims that her father’s family didn’t want him to marry her mother because her mom was - wait for it - “part Cherokee and Delaware.”

The two were forced to elope to escape such painful racism.

Oh, please.  It’s one thing to try to portray yourself as something you aren’t. It’s quite another to pretend you’ve suffered for it. Racism is real and vile. She crossed a line with that crazy claim.

Look, I don’t really care about Warren’s DNA results. I wouldn’t be writing about them today if she hadn’t triumphantly unveiled them yesterday.

Unfortunately for her, they simply remind the public that she’s let Trump get under her skin. Her very white skin.