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

By Ricey Wild
News From Indian Country

I’m so excited about Halloween! It’s the only time I can wear my kitty-cat ears in public, but I’m thinking this year I want to get painted up as a sugar-skull. Yes, I have very important things on my agenda J. More than that I’m over the moon that my life doesn’t suck right now. Sad as it is, if you have never suffered you don’t know what life’s blessings really are. Enjoy the good times my dear ones, enjoy!
Last month I shared a poopy story and I have another one but I’m not the poopetrator this time. I walked out to my mailbox and toward the end of my driveway was a huge pile of a dark substance that looked like poop with popcorn kernels in it. Upon closer inspection on the way back (no stack of checks to cash, hai!) I saw the seeds must be berries. I told my co-worker Chuck about it and he said, “Bear poop!” which is exactly the conclusion I came to. So, if you get a question on your test “Do bears poop in the woods?” The answer is not always. That bear didn’t make it behind a tree either.
Whenever Indians get together of course we ask who the other is related to and a lot of times it’s oneself; another long-lost cousin. Another favorite topic is ‘poor stories’ and my brother Mike W. has a doozy! He said his house was broken into but the thieves didn’t take anything! Of course I laughed at how pitiful that was and said they could have left you a $five at least for a new lock. Then Mike said, “Now here’s the kicker! All three of my guitars were pawned so they were safe”. I know, right?
It’s a miracle to me that we Indians have anything left after the murderous colonials thieved everything we had. Yes, I know that not many white people alive today did much stealing (it having already been done by their ancestors) but the fact of the matter is that cultural mind-set is still active in this country; that Indians can’t have anything like oh, education, health care decent housing, jobs and casino revenue.
Today, the Koch brothers are very busy stealing land again and violating every environmental protection we have and ARE GETTING AWAY WITH IT! Geez people wake up! They and their ilk the Billionaire KKK are poisoning all Americans not just Indians this time. Oh yeah, if you are against this genocide be sure to vote this November 4th or think up some excuse for your children and grandchildren why you didn’t do anything when you could have. No one’s child should have to drink fracked water or GMO foodstuffs.
Talking about food I have been conscientiously choosing food without preservatives and locally grown vegetables. I know I have a long way to go but I’m lucky that Rezberry’s resource management has venison and other natural meats for the band member’s and manoomin (wild rice) too. So when I ate Small “Cezars” Pizza I became violently ill, I will spare yooz the gruesome details; you’re welcome. I believe it has come to the point where items labeled as food fit for consumption are not eeeeven! Yuck, just ish. However, I utterly refuse to give up chocolate and certain other goodies but I do it in moderation.
Say! That is my life motto: “I practice moderation in moderation”. I am incapable of being ‘good’ all the time. Bo-Ring! Gotta get out there and live it up yanno? No apologies no regrets.
Last month was of course when the latest (?) Cobell checks came out. I called my Gramma Rose and when she answered the phone I acted surprised and said ‘why aren’t you sitting outside by the mailbox? ‘We laughed together and shared a few stories about how Indians are great for spending other people up. XD! C’mon ya’ll, yooz have either been spent up or spent up someone else, admit it! LOL!!! I may have committed more than my share but I’ve been on the other side too. Oh well. I was never meant to be rich anyway.
I’m grateful for what I have, every day.
Twenty years ago in college I wrote a piece about how humanity has a crucial decision to make: do we live or do we die? If it was up to me a great big flood would be just fine to rid our poor planet of all evils being done to her now in the name of greed for money. Yet, despite my disgust I still have hope that the right people at the right time will step up for our descendants and theirs. I think ‘those people’ are us and voting is a beginning. Vote. Cuz I said so.