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Native American Heritage Month: Fiction Authors
There There by Tommy Orange
Tommy Orangeâs wondrous and shattering novel follows twelve characters from Native communities: all traveling to the Big Oakland Powwow, all connected to one another in ways they may not yet realize. Among them is Jacquie Red Feather, newly sober and trying to make it back to the family she left behind. Dene Oxendene, pulling his life together after his uncleâs death and working at the powwow to honor his memory. Fourteen-year-old Orvil, coming to perform traditional dance for the very first time. Together, this chorus of voices tells of the plight of the urban Native Americanâgrappling with a complex and painful history, with an inheritance of beauty and spirituality, with communion and sacrifice and heroism. Hailed as an instant classic, There There is at once poignant and unflinching, utterly contemporary and truly unforgettable.
The Round House by Louise Erdrich
One of the most revered novelists of our time - a brilliant chronicler of Native-American life - Louise Erdrich returns to the territory of her bestselling, Pulitzer Prize finalist The Plague of Doves with The Round House, transporting readers to the Ojibwe reservation in North Dakota. It is an exquisitely told story of a boy on the cusp of manhood who seeks justice and understanding in the wake of a terrible crime that upends and forever transforms his family. Riveting and suspenseful, arguably the most accessible novel to date from the creator of Love Medicine, The Beet Queen, and The Bingo Palace, Erdrichâs The Round House is a page-turning masterpiece of literary fiction - at once a powerful coming-of-age story, a mystery, and a tender, moving novel of family, history, and culture.
Indian Horse by Richard Wagamese
Saul Indian Horse has hit bottom. His last binge almost killed him, and now heâs a reluctant resident in a treatment centre for alcoholics, surrounded by people heâs sure will never understand him. But Saul wants peace, and he grudgingly comes to see that heâll find it only through telling his story. With him, readers embark on a journey back through the life heâs led as a northern Ojibway, with all its joys and sorrows. With compassion and insight, author Richard Wagamese traces through his fictional characters the decline of a culture and a cultural way. For Saul, taken forcibly from the land and his family when heâs sent to residential school, salvation comes for a while through his incredible gifts as a hockey player. But in the harsh realities of 1960s Canada, he battles obdurate racism and the spirit-destroying effects of cultural alienation and displacement. Indian Horse unfolds against the bleak loveliness of northern Ontario, all rock, marsh, bog and cedar. Wagamese writes with a spare beauty, penetrating the heart of a remarkable Ojibway man.
Winter Counts by David Heska Wanbli Weiden
A groundbreaking thriller about a vigilante on a Native American reservation who embarks on a dangerous mission to track down the source of a heroin influx.
Virgil Wounded Horse is the local enforcer on the Rosebud Indian Reservation in South Dakota. Â When justice is denied by the American legal system or the tribal council, Virgil is hired to deliver his own punishment, the kind thatâs hard to forget. But when heroin makes its way into the reservation and finds Virgilâs nephew, his vigilantism suddenly becomes personal. He enlists the help of his ex-girlfriend and sets out to learn where the drugs are coming from, and how to make them stop.
They follow a lead to Denver and find that drug cartels are rapidly expanding and forming new and terrifying alliances. And back on the reservation, a new tribal council initiative raises uncomfortable questions about money and power. As Virgil starts to link the pieces together, he must face his own demons and reclaim his Native identity. He realizes that being a Native American in the twenty-first century comes at an incredible cost.
Donât come reblogging the stuff we post talmbout âproud melungeonâ if youâre going to turn around and admin a group that demonizes Machisaba, Sabianism, Lusitanian Mythology, Iberian paganism, or any other non-baptist Melungeon practices or religions and promotes the problematic belief that just because we were oppressed, displaced, and isolated, that we were unable to keep our traditions and practices alive, orally. This blog respects all Melungeon descendants family and oral traditions and you will be blocked for colonizer behavior and acting like a Plecker. the Facebook group âMelungeon and Proud of itâ is problematic with big colonizer energy. -Fayth
The other Code Talkers.
Charles Chibitty: Comanche Code-Talker By Ruth Quinn Fort Huachuca, AZ. - In June 1944, when Comanche Indian Cpl. Charles Chibitty landed on Utah Beach in Normandy, his first radio message was to another Comanche on an incoming boat. He transmitted it in his native tongue. In English, the message was: âFive miles to the right of the designated area and five miles inland, the fighting is fierce, and we need help.â At 23, he was already a veteran code-talker. There were a total of 14 Comanche who hit the beach that day. Two were wounded, but they all survived. Chibittyâs journey to that moment in time began in the Wichita Mountains north of Lawton, Okla., in 1921. He grew up speaking his tribeâs native language. A descendant on his motherâs side from Chief Ten Bears, Chibittyâs name, in Comanche, means âholding on good.â That name would be important in the coming years as he worked to hold on to his own identity. As a child, Chibitty attended the Fort Sill Indian School, Fort Sill, Okla., where he was punished if he spoke Comanche. The school was one of many government-run boarding schools established to assimilate Indian children. The Smithsonian Institutionâs exhibit, âNative Words, Native Warriors,â explains that the boarding schools âwere founded to eliminate traditional American Indian ways of life and replace them with mainstream American culture. Initially, the government forced many Indian families to send their children to boarding schools. Later, Indian families chose to send their children because there were no other schools available.â The schools used humiliation, punishment and coercion to separate the children from their native religion, language and traditions. Chibitty attended high school at the Haskell Indian School in Lawrence, Kan. His native language was not forbidden there, but he was schooled in a strict, militaristic style. Far from his family, Chibitty and his classmates exchanged traditional clothing and hairstyles for uniforms and crew cuts. They became accustomed to marching drills, following orders and strenuous athletics. While at school, he heard the rumors of war and learned that the military planned to organize a native-speaking unit. During Christmas break in 1940, Chibitty asked for and received his motherâs permission to enlist. Pvt. Chibitty easily transitioned into military life. He joined 16 other Comanche sent to Fort Benning, Ga., for basic training and then to the Signal School at Fort Gordon, Ga., for training as radio men. Their primary mission was to create a coded language the Germans could not decipher. They created a military dictionary of 100 words from their native tongue. If a word they needed did not exist in Comanche, they made up a term from other Comanche words to fill that need. Their code was never broken. In addition to D-Day, Chibitty participated in fighting at St. Lo, Hurtgen Forest, the Battle of the Bulge and the rescue of the âlost battalion.â During World War II, Cpl. Chibitty earned five campaign battle stars and received a cavalry officerâs saber from his tribe, an honor comparable to the Medal of Honor among the Comanche. But it took nearly 45 years for the government to honor the code-talkers for their contributions. In 1989, the French government recognized the code-talkers of both world wars. Ten years later, Chibitty received a Knowlton Award from the Military Intelligence Corps Association at the Pentagonâs Hall of Heroes. Somewhat uncomfortable with the attention, he focused on his Comanche friends who served with him. Holding back tears, Chibitty commented, âI always wonder why it took so long to recognize us for what we did ⌠They [his deceased comrades] are not here to enjoy what Iâm getting after all these years. Yes, itâs been a long, long time.â Chibitty âheld on goodâ to his Native American roots, even when he was punished for doing so. His Comanche language was both a source of comfort to him and an asset to his military mission. Throughout his life he remained closely connected to his native culture, dancing in gourd dances to honor veterans and in pow-wow contests throughout the country, teaching his beloved Comanche language to anyone who was interested. He became a respected chief of his people, inspiring new generations to respect their traditions and preserve their culture. For this, and for his exceptional contributions and sacrifice made during the war, America owes him her deepest gratitude.
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Most people just think of Navajo Code Talkers. This is my great-grandfather. Itâs been popping up a lot on facebook today and it just makes me proud to be related to him. I went to his funeral when I was younger and one of the stories that was told was that they didnât have a word for tank so they called it turtle because thatâs what it most resembled.
Spent the night emailing Elementary schools because Iâm tired of this.

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Indigenous people: We have been cultivating this land and eating animals sustainably and with respect for literal millenia
Non native vegans: Wow unfortunately I just cannot think of ANY possible way to make life sustainable or moral other than replacing the factory meat farm with the same colonial expansionist theory but with vegetables instead :/
#NOTYOURMASCOT #changethename
itâs crazy that im alive to witness major effects of climate change. like it always seemed super vague and it was always âthe polar bears wonât have anywhere to liveâ but this shit is going to fuck everything up bigtime.
Most people donât realize how serious it is. Weâve only got 50 years worth of resources left, if we keep going the way we are, and honestly, thatâs optimistic. Aside from that, weâve already gone over the calculated âpoint of no returnâ, so even if we immediately start sucking gasses out of the atmosphere and stop all transport and agriculture, weâre going to see oceans rise, sea life die, weâre going to be crammed into smaller land areas, places like Melbourne will be underwater, and the fallout will probably send us into an ice age anyway (long story, but basically the ice melts, cold water sinks, the ocean flow responsible for thermoregulation of the planet is interrupted, cue ice age).
I can already see it now. Forget the hurricanes for a moment:
-Hay isnât growing at the right time. Last year, no one got good hay where I live, because the weather (which has been in the same pattern during hay season for as long as Iâve been alive) was whacked out.
-None of my animals grew coats correctly, because the weather is just all wrong, and they donât know what season theyâre in.
-Weâre getting new temperature records globally; basically, all weather is starting to change already
-Where I live, there are always two weeks where we see echidnas everywhere, and then we donât see them the rest of the year. that is, until last year, when we barely saw them, spaced throughout several months.Â
-Let me reiterate, the animals cannot tell what season it is because climate change is altering weather patterns that have been here for as long as anyone can remember
-We also have more acidic rain due to all the gasses, which is why weâve got so many statues and whatnot corroding even though they havenât changed for thousands of years
-We had a tornado start to form in Melbourne. Thatâs unheard of.
We have the technology to slow down climate change. If we want to survive for more than 50 years, we need to act now. NOW. We need to put in place all the technologies we have, and pour money into more scientific research.
And why havenât we? Because politicians earn money from oil companies and donât care about the future of the planet, because theyâre not going to be here in 50 years anyway.
https://www.skepticalscience.com/Â is a great website that debunks common myths about climate change! check it out! it has a wealth of information thatâs super easy to understand and even comes in different levels in terms of learning.Â
i just recently sat in a climate change presentation and the physicist who gave the presentation talked about how if in the next 30 years we (not just Americans, but humans all over the world) do not cut down on carbon emissions (and this honestly boils down to policy changes that MUST be made amongst industrialists in âdeveloped countriesâ but thatâs a whole other conversation) climate change will ultimately become irreversible.Â
30 years yâall. thatâs within all of our life times. and these effects are going to be pretty much the end of human civilization as we know it.Â
Itâs time for people who will not live to see the consequences of their actions to give way to those of us who will. Itâs time for those of us born in the shadow of climate change to stand up and start demanding our stake in the future be recognized as larger and more important than the greedy old men who donât expect to be around that long.
the whole â30 yearsâ thing is hella out of date, the UN Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change has given us 12, and that was last year.
Recycling etc. and cutting down your carbon print is great, but itâs not going to help. Just 100 corporations are responsible for 71% of global CO2 emissions.
Similarly, looking to your elected representatives to grant change from above will be too little, too late.
Get involved in grassroots community organising, before itâs too late to build the sort of world we could be proud of, nobody else is going to do it for you. And by you I literally mean anybody reading this. Here are some helpful groups:
Extinction Rebellion
Earth Strike
Food Not Bombs
Food Not Lawns
Demand Utopia
Even 12 years is optimistic already. This is our defining challenge as a generation and as a race, foisted upon us by greedy politicians and billionaires. If you donât want to die of food shortage, you better get moving, because I cannot emphasise enough the importance of dedicating everything to this singular goal. This isnât the time for wishy-washy deliberation; that passed a 100 years ago. Action needs to be immediate. Action needs to be now.
There are two climate change scenarios I was taughtâ this first is if we collectively get our shit together, the second is if we donât.
Scenario 1: moderate
CO2Â emissions peak in 2050, and fade out altogether by 2200 AD
Ocean gradually absorb excess, becomes carbonic acid in solution
Thermal maximum in 2200-2300 AD, 2-4 C higher than today
In 12,000 AD, temps still 1.1 C higher than today
Scenario 2: super-greenhouse
CO2 emissions peak in 2100 â 2150
Ocean gradually absorb excess, becomes carbonic acid in solution
Thermal maximum in 2500-3500 AD, 5-9 C higher than today
Full recovery takes 400-500k years
tl;dr weâre past the point of no return, and how we act now will determine the magnitude. Will the world start recovering in 12,000 years, OR will the world be dramatically altered for the next 400-500,000 years?
EDIT: Iâm seeing people reblogging this with âIâm so depressed, whatâs even the point, etcââŚâŚâŚlike okay, super not useful. How about instead we get very, VERY angry at whatâs being done to our future? Iâm talking TEETH-GRINDING furious? That would be more translatable into action.
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I know this is shocking for the whites (and the poc who lick their boots) to hear, but colonized poc are 100% entitled to the artifacts in museums that were stolen from them, including demanding that they give them back, and if that means that white museums then would be empty well CRY ME A FUCKING RIVER and next time think before building museums with nothing but stolen displays, bitches! Thatâs your fault, babes!
GIVE THE MOAI BACK TO RAPA NUI.
brown girls are either labeled âexoticâ or âdirtyââŚ
Wait why ?
a brown girl whos beauty is seen as acceptable according to the eurocentric beauty standards is seen as the sultry woman from the exotic land of kamasutra who will fulfill all your wishes and is also subservient
and a brown girl whos beauty does not match eurocentric standards is seen as unclean, one who has âtoo much body hairâ, and is âtoo loudâ and is thought of as unattractive in every possible way
brown girls are either labeled âexoticâ or âdirtyâ
we never get to be people
What fear looks like.
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#CancelYandy Part 1: on the invisibilization and criminalization of Indigenous peoples
Sources:
https://twitter.com/kawisahawii/status/1043173203248599042?s=19
https://twitter.com/AzieDee/status/1044712859341651969?s=19
https://twitter.com/voxdotcom/status/1046832131467558912?s=19
Sign the petition for Yandy to remove the costumes here: https://twitter.com/zoexrain/status/1044699065290641408?s=19
https://twitter.com/blackhorse_a/status/1044218683466244101?s=19
https://twitter.com/xodanix3/status/1043978210357235712?s=19
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https://twitter.com/Kanhehsiio/status/792134080179662848?s=19
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HAPPY INDIGENOUS PEOPLE'S DAY!!!