Saginaw Grant Walks On
It’s hard for me to put into writing how just impossibly incredible this man was. He helped us restart the CSUN powwow in the early 2000s and he danced at …
Tag: indigenous
A North American Horror
So, just FYI, up in Canada they uncovered the mass grave of 215 children. Repeating that. Children. As young as 3 and older. They were going to a government-funded school …
I hear the drums…
When somebody says “what’s your tribe’s mythology?” or “we all came from Africa.” (or its little cousin “we all came from somewhere else”), then they are starting the conversation on …
Thematic Resonance in Civilizational Superstructure
The human story, at its base, holds a fairly simple framework. An ape-ancestor, both a puzzle-solver and obsessed with time, stumbles over persistence hunting and ends up inventing both a …
The Reality of Being “Human”
Every culture on the planet has an origin story, a way they describe how things came from not-being to being. In this, they often have a mythic narrative that also …
Are ya STOOPID or just DEAF?!
When Facebook decides that “Dakota Access Pipeline Facts” is appropriate for your feed, and then posts this– THE SOURCE OF WATER FOR THE STANDING ROCK SIOUX IS NOT NEAR THE …
A Helping Hand?
What I laid out for the attendees was the foundation of a conversation: that the U.S., by its own admission, is in active occupation of 500 – 1000 sovereign nations in the continental U.S. and that the Los Angeles tribes (who are very much alive and still culturally active and yes, there’s even a tribal government) never had a ratified treaty. If you live in L.A., you’re squatting on their land.
Screenplay done & in the Hands of Hollywood
I’m going to have to remember to light a stick of incense, dig up the corpse of an unholy monster, sacrifice to the gods of the Everdeep or otherwise prostrate …
New Short Story: “Amery Krissmass”
Oh. “Bring us a figgy pudding; Oh, bring US a figgy pudding; Oh, BRING US a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer”
An End to Transition
You are living in the middle of an artificial desert, created by people gaming with your life. You can’t go back to what was before because it’s gone and even if it was around, it wouldn’t sustain even a tenth of the people who are now here. This storyteller has a message for you. Let’s end this game and envision a new one to play.