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It Ain't Easy Being Indian
It Ain't Easy Being Indian
Wednesday, December 04 2013
 
Written by Ricey Wild,
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ricey wild.jpgHere is ‘tis the season upon us once again. This is not my favorite time of year because of all the distraction of Christmas holiday shopping and of course Black Friday. Ish. The zombies will be out trying to get deals on stuff, just stuff. Stuff they already have at that; it’s my firm belief that we Americans are being mind-controlled by massive yet shady corporations. They work to get us to become super-consumers, becoming only numbers tallied in quarterly sales reports. There is no day that goes by that the DOW or NASDAQ isn’t mentioned as a barometer for our nation’s health.

For the record I am a human being; I am not merely a consumer.

It Ain't Easy Being Indian
Monday, November 04 2013
 
Written by Ricey Wild,
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ricey wild.jpgIt has been 15 years since my column has been published and I’m smiling all big! My humble thanks go out to Sue who was editor of The Circle News in 1998 and to Paul De Main, editor of News From Indian Country who picked up my column soon thereafter. The column began as “It ain’t easy being Indian…but someone’s got to do it” by Kristine Shotley. Cat Whipple shortened the title to what it is today but my picture has stayed the same in The Circle so here I am in 2013.


It Ain't Easy Being Indian
Monday, October 07 2013
 
Written by Ricey Wild,
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Last month I ended my column talking about the removal of my ancestors’ – and many others of my tribal nation – remains from a cemetery dating to the 17th century, to a burial ground in a Catholic cemetery. What is so awful about that you ask? Well, I’m gonna tell you.

A village once thrived on Wisconsin Point inhabited by Indians. It was and still is a remarkably beautiful and peaceful place; it had everything. Plenty of manoomin (wild rice), and all sorts of delicious and nutritious animals, vegetables and berries were in abundance. To me it sounds like what is now called an eco-friendly, sustainable resort town. However, it was home for many generations of families who buried their loved ones in a sacred cemetery.

Then in 1908 the United States government began proceedings to condemn a portion of Wisconsin Point for “development” (I despise that word) by U.S. Steel. The objective was to construct docks for railroads to make easier the cargoes of minerals from northeast Minnesota mines.

It Ain't Easy Being Indian
Thursday, September 05 2013
 
Written by Ricey Wild,
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WHAT I DID THIS SUMMER:
For this story I have only to look at my legs to describe what I did this summer. My lower left leg is still swollen and bruised from my birthday celebration back in May. I wear these big, heavy black platform leather boots mostly because I always wanted to be taller than I am. I topped out at 5’6” and have since been fixated on high heels. Is it perhaps an inferiority complex? Nah. Appearing taller evened out my figure. Call it vanity if you must. ;D

While at the casino/hotel me and my partner in crime and hilarity, Melissa, charmed up two men to go get our traditional White Castle dinner, which is pretty much the entire menu. Later in the room a guy pulled out fine tequila and we all did shots in honor of me. Ay! Then I sat on an ashtray, jumped up, lost what was left of my balance and kicked the other guy in…well, let me just say that I hope he is able to have children. What? I didn’t mean to, nor was I harboring any hostility toward men folk at all! I think. Well I got paid back for that unintentional kick; my inner calf was horribly bruised and my foot is still swollen but I figure I got off lucky. I didn’t break any bones! (Sigh of relief!)
It Ain't Easy Being Indian
Friday, August 02 2013
 
Written by By Ricey Wild,
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For the past few weeks I had been enjoying a little rest from the usual absurd life I live. I have all I need of food, more than enough clothes, a happy job, lively home and gas in the van to get around. I listen to my friends’ woes and I sympathize; secretly I’m glad it’s not me going through their troubles. Because I’ve had plenty of my own, thank you very much! In fact I was becoming very close to saying I’m…b…b..!

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