It ain’t easy being Indian… (August 2014)

By Ricey Wild
News From Indian Country
In another dazzling display of culturally entrenched racism against the First Peoples of Turtle Island Ted Nugent called us “Unclean vermin” who “don’t qualify as people”. He went on to say that there is a lunatic fringe of hateful, rotten, dishonest people that hate happy, successful people. Wow. Then there’s wannabe president Michele Bachman who has a great idea for the Central American children, who seek refuge and a new, better life than their war-torn homicidal country’s can give them. Put them in labor camps says Bachman, then they learn American, work and everybody wins. *choke* SNORT! What?
In the case of Nugent I am the first person to speak up for freedom of speech but that works both ways Teddy boy. You are a vile, stinking, poisonous mass of diarrhea, a hypocritical blowhard who was very willing to take money from unclean vermin who don’t qualify as people. Well money talks but so do disgusting jerks. ‘Nuff about that cesspool of hatred.
Now for Mrs. Bachman; just when I think she can’t possibly say nor do anything to top her already despicable actions she does it again. History would truly repeat itself were this inhuman scheme come to be. Indian boarding schools and the inexplicable horrors that happened to children away from their families are still very much a part of our culture, one we are trying desperately to change. The U.S. agenda to wipe us out completely failed so they killed the Indian to save the man. We were being trained in white man ways to enter indentured servitude and supposed to be grateful for it. Now Bachman would impose that on thousands more little brown children.
I can’t imagine the horrors they have already endured before they got to the border which, thanks to Governor Rick Perry will be lined with Texas National Guard bristling with body armor and heavy weapons against small, weak, hungry children most of whom were lucky thus far not to die in the desert. My heart explodes with angry love wondering how the children’s parents could send them away so young. Then I remember it’s the US Drug wars that are responsible for the endless violence that is daily life for them. It is with desperate love that those kids came to be here; their families want what we all want, a better life for our children. It’s that simple only it has been made out to be a crisis of made up magnitude.
Minnesota’s wolves have under attack since the DNR lifted their Endangered Species status in 2012. I believe special interest groups have funded this bill with the intent to develop natural resources (destruction!) and they can’t do that when there are endangered species in the area they want to scourge for limited resources. Iron sulfide mining, tar oil sands and pipelines all want access through wolf territories and they want it now. Well, I am a part of a small, fringe lunatic community who most emphatically DOES NOT want them to be happy.
This year the Minnesota DNR has upped the licenses to 3800; 300 more than last year. They keep calling it a ‘harvest’ which to me similar to ‘friendly fire’ in that its words used to disguise the blatant horrible truth. Wolves and military people are being murdered. One more thing, stop that story of the two wolves because it perpetrates the myth of wolves being capable of being evil and they are not. Wolves are family-oriented intelligent animals who have more right to be here than any of us. I’m going to put my name in for the wolf hunt lottery. Of course I won’t use it but I hope to stop anyone else using it. It’s all I have right now, until I get up and out of my armchair activism and spring into action. In the meantime I will continue writing. Love your Dog? Save a Wolf.
I saw some smoke signals that Jim Northrup, beloved columnist, author, poet, playwright, artist, Vietnam Veteran and just a plain great man has written his last column of Fond du Lac Follies. I always smile when I see him and always will but I won’t miss him as much as yooz might cuz he’s in my short Indian neck of the woods. Chii Miigwech Mr. Northrup for your stories and humor…see you at the Risky Raccoon & Kasino? I’ll buy you that bingo packet no one ever did. Word.
Well I’ve had some good adventures and most of them involved eating and the natural result of having et. It will have to wait until next month though, I used up all my column space ranting and raving again so yooz will just have to hold it. Heehee! Buns don’t fail me now!!!