The indigenous people of North America are a national treasure and should be treated as such. Although they are members of their own nations, these nations are protectorates of the United States of America and, thus, they are also citizens of the United States. They should be enjoying the full benefits of citizenship. Unfortunately, they do not. It is time for this systematic abuse to end. Reservations experience drug abuse rates, suicide rates, unemployment rates, drop out rates, poverty rates and hunger rates at many times higher than the national average. Education and medical care on reservations are substandard. This is unacceptable and must end. Right now there is a lot of attention being paid to the rights of minority groups. Black lives matter but so do the lives of our indigenous people. European explorers came into America and stole the land, purposefully ravaged tribes with disease, and attempted to forcefully obliterate the culture of the indigenous people of this land. The Native American population has suffered greatly. Who is standing up for the only people who have the right to say that they are American? The rest of us are displaced from other nations. I was born in America and am of mixed European and Native American descent. I honor my Native American heritage by speaking out in support of the only people in this country that know how to live in harmony with the planet and their fellow man. We have forced them to live in ways unnatural to their world view. They deserve better.
Walk tall with Russel means and John trudell.the world would have done well to listen and take heed of the message to respect the earth and our place in it.respect from Scottish brother
B.I.A. don't you blame for your problems I'm not your Indian any more You belong to Whiteman, weya, ha-ya-ya B.I.A. you can't change me, don't you try We don't want your Whiteman rules no more We can live our own way, ha-ya-ya, weya, ha-ya-ya. RIP Red Crow.
Saw the news about operation lady justice and for some reason this song popped in my head. Don’t know why. RIP Elder Westerman. May your wisdom continue to guide us through this strange time.
I worked for One Feather Enterprises in Phoenix, owned by our late, beloved Roy Track. In 1972, One Feather staged a concert with Mr. Westerman and XIT. Mr. Westerman was a gentle soul, funny and wisely intelligent. I miss both Him and Roy.
He was never a racist. That was BIA in the 70s. Things have changed. Treasure him for his bravery and inclusiveness. AND oddly enough people then were less divided and less racist than the nutty nonsense being stirred up today.
Que homem da tribo seguiria o Apsaalooke para que ele pudesse seguir o homem branco, nenhum que não fosse ninguém se eu quisesse seguir o homem branco, por que eu seguiria um Corvo, obviamente, eu não escolheria o homem branco então?
Look at their beautiful faces see the pain of their ancestors in their eyes I would bow to these people honor them for the Bloodshed that they never asked for they would have shared the land why did Columbus have to come over here and Slaughter whole tribe what kind of person does that I live in Washington in Seattle and I like the fact that there are still many counties streets in cities that have Native American names God bless all of you forgive them for they know not what they do still my heart cries to know that I have been lied to all my life about man I thought they were Heroes there were good Christian so many of my ancestors were and I know one of my female ancestors fell in love with a beautiful Blackfoot Native American man and of course he loves her like no white man could with tenderness and love devotion and protection I know just a thread of his blood runs through me part of me that belongs to the Blackfoot tribe and I cherish that little part my heart weeps for my ancestors
Native American "VISION" Dream NOT Dead SHE IS HER HER IS HE I KNOW WHATS ABOVE I KNOW WHATS BELOW I IN THE MIDDLE I IN THE MIDDLE I SAW YOU IN THE FIRE I WAS THERE WITH YOU I BROUGHT YOU OUT I SAW ALL THEY DID TO ME MESSAGE THEY WANT HER DEAD SAID SHE( I ) KNOW TO MUCH I SEE THE ROPES ON YOUR WRIST S SHACKELS ON YOUR ANCKELS AN I HEAR ALL YOUR YOUR SCREAM'S YOU THOUGHT NO ONE HEARD YOU "I" HEARD YOU I SEE ALL THE TRIBES SUN DIAL MY SPIRIT IN TROBLE A FRIEND TODAY TOLD ME WHAT I ALREADY KNEW SHE SAID YOU NEED YOUR NATIVE AMERICAN FAMILY GO TO THEM MESSAGES TO ME MAKE HER THINK YOU ALL HATE HER HE SAY ORIGINAL 4 +1 5 FIVE M SQIGLY 2 a = 5 not the same kind of #5 I saw very Bold I saw this at a pool with no water. WITH @ CIRCLE FOUR FATHERS YOU DONT LET THEM SEE
what was taken from me the creator has lead me and my ancestors to truth. a long journey of truth the creator sent me on. he is truth and teaches truth on our journey here. I know long ago my ancestors came from Choco canyon old village ruins in north west New Mexico. so much truth he revealed to me. creators world is based on reveling the truth on our journeys down here. I see his truth hidden from me for me to return too.
our people never forget who they are it's wrapped up in our bloods ancestors. even I part of my ancestors blood and other part white. I remember some of what I lost.
