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How ‘Saints & Strangers’ Got It Wrong
Hate Speech Cancels WWU Classes
Jurist Becomes First Indigenous Pres.
An Open Letter to My Kids' Educators
Native Cooking: 16 Helpful Holiday Hints
Not Much Mortgage Lending
World War ISIS, Part 2
Panthers Trademark Tweet Burns Redskins
Unbreakable Trio: Sampson Bros, Waln
WATCH: 1491s Release 'NSFW-ish' Video
Badger-Two Medicine Saved From Solonex
Tribal Justice on Trial
Quilt Walk for Justice Calls Attention
Wampanoag Thanksgiving Harvest Menu
“Drill them to Hell” Billboard to Change
NIGA, Rodeo Unite for Suicide Prevention
Sad News: PBS's Robin Poor Bear Walks On
Tribes: Don't DeList Gray Wolf
Racism in the Heart of America
Thing About Skins
Cristina Danforth: NMAI’s Meet Native America Series
In the interview series Meet Native America , the Smithsonian National Museum of the American Indian invites tribal leaders, cultural figures, and other interesting and accomplishe...
NIGA-Blue Stone Create First Guide to Tribal Economic Development
Gale Courey Toensing
In 1977, after two years of intensive investigative research, the American Indian Policy Review Commission published a massive and groundbreaking two-volume report ( Part 1 and Par...
Vets Seek to Honor and Be Honored by Bald Eagle
Gale Courey Toensing
Two Vietnam War veterans are hoping that Wisconsin’s statewide observance of American Eagle Day on Friday, June 20, will become an annual event honoring veterans at military posts ...
Anti-Indian CERA Doesn’t Like the Law of the Land in United States, or Us, Apparently
The Citizens Equal Rights Alliance (CERA) took its anti-Indian rhetoric to Washington State last spring in a follow-up to the Lummi Nation’s opposition to the proposed Gateway Paci...
Notes From a Single Mom: Scrambled Lives—Sometimes, I Don’t Recognize My Own Kids
Lynn Armitage “But, Mom, we LIKE scrambled eggs!” That was a new one. I had been trying to get my girls to eat scrambled eggs for years. Then one morning, this revelation...
Notes From a Single Mom: Lonely One—Whatever You Do, Don't Die Alone
For some of us, life ends in a zip-up bag and a ride in a white van. My 72-year-old neighbor, who lived adjacent to me for more than five years, died last month...