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The latest bad news about Indian reservations is getting worse; but there is a silver lining.
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.
Given that a capitol dome is part of what constitutes domination of and by “the State,” it makes sense to talk in terms of ‘The Domeland," rather than ‘The Homeland." If we were living a science fiction story—and often these days it feels as if we are—the narrative could easily include "the Depar
“…the guys on the real reservations have no concern about federal recognition. They already have it.”
As opposed to what, “fake” reservations?
Rape in Indian country has recently become the subject of partisan campaign fodder and, even worse, systemic racism in Washington, D.C.
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.
Today, July 4, the United States of America celebrates its Declaration of Independence from the British Empire.
Well, folks, Mitt the Mormon has locked the GOP presidential candidacy, and for the first time in 10 years I’m giving serious consideration to spending the morning of Nov. 6 at the beach or bar or breakfast table—anywhere but that vile voting booth.
The history of Oklahoma—a Choctaw word meaning “Red People”—has done everything it could to finish the job the U.S.
Change is in the air in Indian country as we continue to evolve from the damage and consequences caused by years of failed federal Indian policies. As deplorable as U.S. history was during these years for Indian country, it remains a part of U.S.
Last month the Supreme Court heard oral arguments in a case testing whether federal contracts with Tribes are really contracts at all.
I have for some time been analyzing the “ecology of fear” and the climate of hatred it generates to feed the growing menace of presumably random acts of violence in Arizona such as last year’s shooting of Rep. Gabrielle Giffords.
It was 1:30 p.m.
Some hardships in life can be met through strong will and hard work. As a Navajo, I think of the many thousands of families on our reservation in New Mexico and Arizona who’ve long lived without access to electricity service or running water, and still do.