In an attempt to expose a character flaw in Elizabeth Warren, Scott Brown revealed his own.
Pursuant to two congressional resolutions, President Barack Obama proclaimed Monday October 8, 2012 as Columbus Day. “I call upon the people of the United States to observe this day with appropriate ceremonies and activities,” he stated.
For a short time, soon after the first railroad tracks were laid down on the rich agricultural basin of central Washington State around the early 1900s, federal policy allowed government agents to break up the Indian reservations into allotments to be owned by individual Indians in an effort to e
Many of us remember learning and singing the bubbly little pre-school nursery rhyme "Ten Little Indians" as we sat in a circle with our legs crossed, Indian style.
I am trying to write this day without mentioning the lost European’s name. There are store sales in his honor. That’s a distinctly American thing; if you are a dead white man that did something spectacular, you would know because they create sales offers in your name.
I was first introduced to Tex Willer while attending a pow wow in Italy; yes Italy— where Indians are served cheese lasagna and vino as opposed to frybread and lemonade for their participation after a days-worth of dancing and drumming.
As the wind breathes out of Wind Cave in my face, I am reminded of the creation of humans and my own small place in this magnificent world. Wind Cave National Park is named for the cave itself, called Washun Niya, or the Breathing Hole of Mother Earth by the Lakota People.
On August 25, 1,942.66 acres divided into five tracts of land located in the Black Hills of South Dakota, is slated to go up for auction.
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“How come all these crazies are white boys?” my white male friend Michael Cohen asked me via email in the aftermath of the Aurora, Colorado theater shooting.
Oh Chick-fil-A, when will you love again? Why drag waffle fries into this? They are innocent I tell you!
The desire to see a successful Native North America has long been espoused by federal governments on all sides of the North American border. By Mexico, Canada, and the United States alike.
Pride follows success, so the motivational lecture goes.
Sovereignty is not what it used to be, and I am not speaking of Indian sovereignty in particular. Sometimes I think about the rise of the nation-state with bemusement at the customs of historians.
As a kid, to me the Fourth of July was all about one thing: fireworks. I grew up in the country in the Dakotas, where lighting off fireworks was pretty much a rite of passage for reservation kids.