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It Ain't Easy Being Indian
The Misery of 45
Tuesday, April 04 2017
 
Written by Ricey Wild,
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I’ve been waiting for 45 to be impeached. Sigh. Been waiting too long – like for the warm bus to show up at 4:45 am on a bigly blizzardy morning and save me from certain and complete poverty. No headlights in sight, cigarette is wet, no matches anyway. My diabetic nerve pain is flaring up and my earmuffs can’t drown out the horror of the current US administration’s war upon The People.

This misery, and by that I mean 45, and its cabinet has it in for we American People. So many great citizens over the years made it their business to speak up for the downtrodden, the…you get it. Us. I praise the collective activists who now gather and take up the cause for everyone. Us. Except for my Cat Purrince the sneaky little fur ball who is trying to prevent me writing this column. He’s been napping on the sofa until this moment and here I thought he was with us. (He just jumped on the keyboard in an attempt to delete my previous words) I don’t know whose payroll he’s on but I’ll get to the bottom of it. Purrince IS gray and white.

I have been super-glued to ‘news’ stations which I have now separated from news, semi-fake news, alleged news, super news, and super fake alleged news…you see my dilemma. Some guy I friended on Facebook posted an absurd piece by an author plugging his book, saying 45 is a victim. IKR????

I almost peed mah knickers laughing. Then I looked at it again and the author did have a point. Stay with me here. The craven deplorables who surround poor ole 45 are the real ones in charge. They’re all like, “Leave this to us (not so gently pushing 45 out the White House) you just go golf and it will all be all right! Gwan ‘den!”

That’s all the wasted time I have for those white devils.

Here at home, in my HUD house I’m waiting for the frogs to begin singing. I live in a semi-swamp which is btw-the land left over to we Rezberrian’s after the white people took the best. Gawd, I just depressed myself until I recalled our swamp is now re-named “wetlands” which makes it sound better, to white people. And now they want that, too.

I go back and forth in history in my lone life so I’m never really bored. I ask “Why?” and seek the answers. Heh. A white woman asked me, “Well, don’t you like electricity (as if she invented it)?” and I had to laugh saying “Well yeah!” Her point was the benefits of colonization, and mine was that we did just fine without it. At the time, I didn’t feel like spouting my own belief about ‘civilization’ in European terms. That we Natives had been there, done that, and found it unsustainable. We simply preferred camping.

I am sick whenever anyone, no matter how much I like them, spouts such an entitled, racist ignorant view. I’m very tired of fighting too. I gotta leave that to you young ones who are not so battle weary and cynical as I am.

I will never quit writing because that’s who I am. I am very appreciative of those who are taking up the banners to fight for what’s right. The truly sad ones are those who will work for our common enemy and don’t care. No judgment here, just saying.

Tupac Shakur Shotley, the cat, is by my side just purring up some serious songs. I want to be more like him and just groove but get in some sweet lyrics too. His might be like, “don’t try ta save meh, I’ve been a shelter cat bay-beh” or something like that. Hehehe. I got a new gig writing lyrics for my five cats and one dog, Mitzi.

(Someone named Amanda or Daniel or Rachel or Lorri PLEASE HEEEELLLPPP MEEEEE!!!). I’m dreaming of lilacs, margaritas and scones. I have to break out of the Rezberry tractor beams.

Now I’m hearing purring in stereo, Tupac and XiXi, the two elder shelter cats I have given a forever home to. Both had their paws mangled but they love anyway just the same. I encourage yooz to get a cat or dog from a shelter, they will love you unconditionally for it.

Hey. Can someone adopt me, too? I’m so sad from being alone. But no jerks, users, thieves, stinky people, blamers or…never mind. I yam what I yam. I can be alone and happy. Last year certainly proved that to me in spades, yo. Never once have my Fur-amily back-stabbed me! Well, I do have to keep a sharp eye on Purrince.

 

March
Tuesday, March 14 2017
 
Written by Ricey Wild,
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The Oceti Sakowin camp has been cleared by heavily militarized police, but what happened there this past year is forever. WE THE PEOPLE showed up in the thousands to protect our water and support the Standing Rock Sioux Nation in their fight against big oil. I am so very proud and grateful to all whom contributed in any way to resist the hateful and greedy monsters behind the pipeline – including #45, who received $100,000 in campaign donations from the DAPL conglomerate.

I envied those who were able to go there and represent. But I believe everyone who felt strongly about the cause has directly impacted it as well – including those who prayed and helped keep the story relevant. Bless all of you for standing up for what really matters for our future generations.

Living in Rezberry I have well water and I didn’t like it at first because it smelled funny. I was used to city water, which is treated with who knows what…yet now I am very conscious of every precious drop that comes out of the faucets and I am thankful for it. However, I am keenly aware of the fact there are many pipelines that run underneath this land and I get all anxious and mad. Not for my ole carcass but for all humanity in this insane world we live in now.

Keep in mind that the dirty, tar sands oil will not benefit Americans at all for cheaper gas prices. It will come from Canada through multiple states and then be sold to China, which has mass pollution. Will we be the next to have to wear surgical masks outside? Oklahoma is now the earthquake epicenter because of fracking, which has clearly been identified as the cause. The good news is that more people are waking to the ugly truth; that we are being sacrificed so the 2% can continue their luxurious lives.

Just last month NASA identified planets similar to Earth in orbit around a star outside our galaxy that may support life. Soooo….my question is ‘do the 2% know something we don’t about lifting off to another Earth-like terrain’? I remember a movie like that. Hey, I’m all good with getting rid of those evil viruses but we cannot let them leave us with the mess they left Our Mother in. Oh no! They have a lot to answer for and I volunteer to crack the whip on those over-privileged, whiny babies on clean-up duties. (Not a slur on babies).

I’ve been severely depressed for way too long and the situation we Americans are experiencing now due to Pootin’ and his puppet #45 threw me down in a way I wasn’t prepared for. I am, however, becoming hopeful with the recent pushback by American citizens who are refusing to put up with this Pootin’ Puppet President – who has clearly been appointed into office as was W Bush by the SCOTUS. I almost wrote something else. Ahem!

On the home front I’m happy to report I have plenty (as of this writing) of toilet paper, cat litter and mac & cheese. Life is good. I miss my son and granddaughters and I pray I get to see them soon. I made my Gramma Rose some short ribs in the slow cooker; I will see her and I am bringing a pie, too. I’m also gonna go play penny poker with my friends and take their money like last time, then go to the casino and double it ;). My favorite TV channel is VICELAND and I encourage ya’ll to watch it if you can. Wake up!

Spirits, our ancestors, are with us in this most critical of times. The elites are counting on us to just lay down, but that’s not happened, nor ever it will.
My dear friend Diane E., whom I only know from facebook (for now), wrote something that resonates with me and I feel better for it in our mutual disgust of U.S. politics; all we have is each other. I take heart from her statement in that WE, the collective WE, have the power.

How else have WE Indigenous Peoples of Turtle Island survived complete genocide thus far? My belief is that we possess a priceless treasure, and those who don’t have it envy us. And what is that? Spirituality. That is why they have to kill us. I miss you John Trudell.

Just an FYI? WE don’t hate, WE relate. Every human breathing air right now has suffered abuse in their life no matter our skin color or ‘class’. It is what it is but that does not mean the cycle of abuse, hate and every vile, horrific act has to continue. Keep in your hearts that WE have each other.
(Insert Bob Marley song here.)

I love yooz.  

February It Ain't Easy
Wednesday, February 08 2017
 
Written by Ricey Wild,
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Today I got up, showered put on a face and got dressed. I got out of my house for a quick minute with my friends and that helped so much. Depression really, really sucks. I wanted to write something funny because it makes me happy to laugh and share. I’m trying; I really am because I miss that part of my life. Hang in there with me okay? I need yooz.

Even though I know like-minded people who are as disgusted with the new regime installed by Putin, I still feel so alone and need to vent. I plan to go outside and yell at the horrors that we will suffer under Trump and his band of villains, who will rape our country. They have literally made me sick but I know I can’t continue this way, so I’m seeking the help I need.

I’m sure I’m not alone in feeling this way so I strongly encourage you to ask for help, it’s out there. You are needed. I love you.
Up North here it’s frozen and when I tried to go get my mail I kept sinking into the snow and almost got stuck, so I called off my big expedition halfway there. I feel all pitiful! I didn’t want to fall on my icy driveway because I’ve already had two spinal fusion and I have metal in my right arm.  I don’t want another surgery, not for even a pinkie fracture. Mexico and a cozy little hut near a white sand beach are seriously calling me.

Since I’m still here I ‘spose I could contribute to the Resistance. I am an armchair activist for  reasons due to my health, but I know I have to do something! I can’t and won’t just observe our Turtle Island be destroyed by Trump and cronies. The entire world is laughing at us and I agree with their views. Our beloved country is being ridiculed.

The thing is I am being blocked from certain websites and live feeds that have to do with activism and the Resistance. It has never happened before and I’m anxious that I don’t have access to my news. I am far from being a hacktivist and my laptop can do way more than I care to know about, but it’s my main source for current news. So this is a thing: an evil thing because the new government is suppressing us.

I don’t remember calling on anyone to incite violence or any form of harming others. I have written about protest and the Standing Rock Protectors and I believe I’m being targeted because of my column.

You may scoff, but I know what I’ve experienced and I don’t need your validation. We the People are already being stifled, suppressed and spied upon. Welcome to 1984. Steve Bannon & Co. is already discrediting the media. A madman now has the nuclear codes. He advocates torture and is profiling immigrants. I am sad we Indians didn’t do that from the get go. We should be the wealthiest people in the USA, but we don’t value paper over responsibility and integrity for our Mother Earth and our culture.

Under this fascist regime we only have each other. I’ve been caching commod beans and rice. Did yooz know I was in a hurricane? *wink* yeah Hurricane Wilma Yucatan Peninsula 2005. I was in a hurricane shelter with 1100 other people for five days and there was limited everything. It was an interesting social experience, like survival of the fittest…not a ‘reality’ show at all. It got hot in there and not just because of the heat and humidity. Everyone got all territorial in the swelter shelter, lemme tell ya.

Imagine being all sweat with no way to communicate and next to complete strangers whom are just as terrified as you are. That’s what we are in for. I’m sorry to be a voice of gloom and doom but what freedoms we have are now being eliminated.

So, my advice to myelf and you is just enjoy and give thanks for what we have now.

Then we get up and shower, put a face on or braid your hair and dress for the Resistance. We’re all responsible for this travesty of a president so let’s fix this. We can’t go back to the horrific past and whatever I can do I will.

I still have hope for all of us when we stick together. Geez, I sound like a sports coach, ay? Well, I said I will do whatever I can so if you’re inspired good for me! Ay! I’ve been calling my representative, so please do that. You can start there. There are multiple ways to resist this insanity.

Happy Heart Day Ya’ll!!!

Year of the Blood-fest
Monday, January 09 2017
 
Written by Ricey Wild,
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Wow. Just wow. This past year has been quite the blood-fest, ennit?  I am soooo looking forward to this New Year. 2016 was like running with the bulls in Pamplona in a packaging bubble suit and still getting gored. On a positive note I was enlightened to peculiar peoples’ true nature by their exposing themselves as thieves, liars, betrayers and just general ickiness. For that, I am grateful.

Now that they are not in the way of my progress, what oh what shall I do? My goal is to continue to fight the good fight in the gory face of Trumpism. I became complacent in many ways because I was under the soft blanket of President Obama. I thought that if he could make it there, the rest of us could make it everywhere.

The truth? Not so. There is no post-racist society in the U.S. just because a black man was elected president. In my opinion we created a path for a disgusting megalomaniac to become elected POTUS. The ugly, dark underbelly of white supremacy was fermenting for the past eight years in response to Obama and has now exploded like a meth lab. Now we have to adorn ourselves with haz-mat suits and begin the cleanup for our children’s sake.

I have to take responsibility for my granddaughter’s environment, in all aspects, so they can thrive and raise their children in a clean, forward-seeing world. I was traumatized by the election and still am. However, it has motivated me (in my mind anyway) to activism and a hope for the future. Hope? Really? YES.

This is the time when we scattered people evolve into a powerful BEING that cannot be stopped even in the face of oppression, downright evil and all the ‘isms’ you can name. We have more power than we can conceive and with it, do or undo all the hateful crimes against humanity.

Seriously. I mean what I say and say what I mean. There is an entire world out there that we don’t think has anything to do with us going about our daily lives that someone hasn’t suffered to make our clothing. And that’s just one thing. I wonder who made my “HELLO KITTY” slippers I’m wearing right now. They’re so cute. I  speculate who actually made them and how much they were paid to do so.
I’m just pouring out my heart here. I do want to add to the previous December 2016 column where I wrote a much abbreviated history of world events. I’ve admitted before I’m a news junkie and even been called out as a Liberal ‘Wonk’. Whoa.

So the western Europeans slash and crash into homelands other than their own; set up shop by force of weapons and let the natives serve them tea. Some Whites return to their native land and bring the brown ones who served them. Meanwhile, the brown slaves save money to bring their families to them. Aha!

The so-called immigration crisis is a farce. Here we have a whole lotta Brown/Black People living in their respective communities. Along comes invaders and they enslave and corrode their culture. Being left with nothing, the natives want a better life for their children so they emigrate to the colonists’ lands. They open restaurants, shops that cater to their community and don’t bother anyone except their former invaders who deeply resent their presence. I don’t say ‘conquerors’ because THEY never have done so. Beaten us down to where we don’t exist. We have more than survived, WE ARE STILL HERE!!!

The Best of the Best.
What I’m tryna get across here is what did the Europeans think was gonna happen when they turned everything upside down? They raped and exploited human beings for profit and now those same people are seeking refuge from the war-torn countries the aggressors made uninhabitable. I ask, what would you do?

I pray every day for this gorgeous, plentiful little planet we live on and for humanity, too. I even pray that the most hardened, hateful white supremacist to get a real life. Ya’ll have something better to do I think. Not all brown people want to pro-create with yooz so that’s not an issue. We don’t have an agenda to breed yooz out of existence, so what now? What is so threatening that yooz use your political power and gross lies to demonize we equal human beings?

Ya’ll ain’t getting away with nothing on my shift. JS.

It’s like my Unk Gene always used to say, “Call it out for what it is!”

My big plans for this New Year are getting Lenny Kravitz Shotley de-balled. He’s a kitten and I haven’t tole my Gram I have him becuz she won’t even let me have a Panda Bear. Sheez. 

Trump and the White Man
Tuesday, December 06 2016
 
Written by Ricey Wild,
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To understand what happened with this farce of an election that voted in the most monstrous of human beings as the leader of the free world, I have to share some of my musings of history. Yes, I am sickened, nauseous and still incredulous that ANYONE with morals or conscience voted for Trump. My mind has been going in circles like a mad muskrat since November 9,  to try to understand WHY.

Way back in time there were savage, ferocious bloody tribesman in Western Europe that fought amongst each other for scarce natural resources for untold centuries. They were all of similar DNA, being pale skinned, but they massacred each other anyway. It was the lands they wanted – to expand their empires and established what they say are “Royal” bloodlines.

Eventually they built ships big enough to carry thousands of men and went on what they named discovery voyages. In fact, those trips were all about enriching themselves. They came from tiny island nations, fractured fiefdoms and had laid waste to their own lands, and became greedy for others’ lands and territories.
The pale skinned ones thought they had more right to lands as the ‘natives’ who had not “developed” the land, which to them meant extracting every mineral, precious stone, and usurp water rights for monetary profit.
You still with me? Great. I have only so much space for my column but I tell ya, if I was writing Ojibwe it would be done.

During their explorations they came across mighty civilizations that went back many more thousands of years than their own did. The pale ones went to Africa and saw only material wealth, not the wealth of culture, history and science. They saw black people who they thought of as inferior and deserving of having their lands and resources stolen. In Asia they saw evidence of civilizations having come and gone, and a thriving one that had nothing to do with the western mindset.

In both instances, the pale ones connived to divide and conquer, and that has been their modus operandi ever since. Some greedy old Pope wanted in on the land grabs and wanted riches for the Catholic Church, so he issued a Papal Bull in 1493 writing the Doctrine of Discovery, wherein all Indigenous lands and the people on it were Spain’s to conquer. Gads! The arrogance of all that makes me wanna throw up.

So Europeans began sailing to what they named the new world. Here, there were gorgeous, unspoiled lands, resources and a route to religious freedom. There were also millions of Indigenous people, from the North tip to the South, who had been living here since the Creator put us here. I will forgo the rest of this part because well, here we are in 2016, over 500 years since first contact with the colonists.

I recount my abbreviated version of history because I wanted to know how a Donald Trump could possibly be considered a viable candidate for POTUS, given his obvious disqualifications for the job, never mind having the nuclear codes that can destroy us all. No, things are not perfect now nor have they ever been since the colonists showed up on our shores, undocumented. Trump is only a third generation immigrant. Clearly, Europe did not send us their best. He is also the product of their greedy culture.

Here we were, closer to John Lennon’s “Imagine”, and then this human atrocity gets elected. Wow.
Being an Indigenous woman and living in poverty I suffer, I cry for my son who is a large brown man, my granddaughter who is a lovely little girl, and for all of us who are not white men. No, I don’t want to be pale skinned, even with all the privileges it affords. I do want to be able to walk down the street or to the store without being attacked by racist colonist-descendants who actually believe this country, this land, these waters and resources are theirs by right of whiteness.

I read that this election, with all its ugliness, is the White Man’s Last Stand. I like that. The oppressed masses – that includes pale skinned people, have been awakened – will never go back to the miseries inflicted upon us in the past. NEVER! The Water Protectors at Standing Rock have proven that and the millions of Indigenous People and our allies around the world will not stand down.
Wherever you are you can send them your prayers, and thanks for their courage in fighting the good fight.

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