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Namaygoosisagagun First Nation/Collins has burned to the ground. The entire community is nothing but ashes after being quickly consumed by wildfires. They did not have any support from emergency services, and no one offered aid. The community saved themselves by escaping into boats because no one came.

Mishkeegogamang and Cat Lake have lost power. Families are ending up in shelters with nothing. Armstrong, Lac La Croix, Whitesand, Gull Bay, Lac des Mille Lacs are currently in the fires path and all members are being evacuated.

All this loss, all this devastation, and it was entirely preventable.

After steadily underfunding wildland firefighting and purposefully excluding Indigenous wildland firefighters and Indigenous wildfire organizations from wildfire operations, firefighter training, decisionmaking, and resource exchanges, in 2025, Doug Ford slashed the forest firefighting budget.

It's hard to ignore his decision to cut funding and leave us out of adequate fire training (even though we've lived with forest fires for thousands of years—far longer than settlers have been in Canada—and made sure fires like the ones we're all seeing today were prevented through kinisitotēn) when, despite making up less than 5% of the population, we account for 42% percent of all wildfire evacuations in Canada.

And when we are successfully evacuated, we face discrimination and racism—like Kashechewan—because it's always been easier to blame us than it is to blame the true culprit: denialism, corportate greed, and colonization.

The people of Collins and every other impacted community deserve better.

Right now, the AFN is currently accepting donations to help Collins First Nation. If you're able to, please consider donating.

ONWA (Ontario Native Women's Association) is another great place to donate to. They have outreach vans going to motels and inns and offering food, water, resources, and cultural support to those impacted by the wildfires.

Other places to consider donating to are Mikinakoos Emergency Fund, Red Cross, True North Aid, Indigenous Climate Action. You can also send donations directly to Whitesand First Nation via e-transfer ([email protected]) and they request that you add your full name in the e-transfer comment section to receive a tax receipt.

*Before sending money, verify that the appeal appears on an official First Nation, Tribal Council or registered charity channel.

If you can't offer financial support, please consider donating items of need. Moontime Connections is currently accepting drop-off donations. If you live in the Thunder Bay area, Namaygoosisagagun Health Office is also taking in donations! They can also bemailed to Superior Inn Hotel & Conference Centre at 555 West Arthur Street, Thunder Bay, ON, P7E 5P8.

items needed are: food, diapers, medical masks, men’s and women’s joggers (all sizes), children’s clothing (newborn to size 14), children’s shoes, summer clothing, men’s clothing, toiletries (lotion, Vaseline, toothpaste, toothbrushes, shampoo, conditioner, soap, deodorant, etc.), strollers, adult depends-all sizes, dog & cat food

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There's a bone in the shoulder I've been noticing on celebrities. It sits where my muscle does--and her muscle does, presumably--but her muscle has made work of unbuilding itself from view. For the bone's sake. The bone eats shadows and gargles them before it's done with them. The red carpet loves shadows. The red carpet loves bones. The red carpet loves tired women.

There is a Chewy box outside. I heft it in a grip slightly awkward and jump it up 3 flights of stairs. My hold is somewhat awkward, I think, as I set it down beside the cat who more than happily minds this box. I tear the packaging with key-teeth and note before the flap inverts that the box is marked 49lbs. It didn't feel 49lbs. I use my shoulder muscle and chicken-wing grip to jaunt the full cat litter one-handed to its place while my cat licks the unopened food bag. The motion is easy.

Those who make velvet marks of their high-heeled toes on the red carpet and those who heft Chewy boxes up triple-decker walk-ups are mutually exclusive groups. I imagine anyway the celebrity with all the fuck-you money in the world, and all the access to gyms and personal trainers and nutritionists and fitness plans, squatting heels-flat and grip-cupped to my Chewy box. I think that shoulder bone would writhe under taut skin like my cat shoving her hopeless face against the tiny opening from inside her cat carrier. I think the muscles would strain and the bones would hush them. I think the Chewy box would never move.