You ever stop and think about how messed up it is that co/state/city police sit by our borders and profile/target us for any little thing?
License plates, county numbers or tribal, tail lights, brake lights, we don’t want to get profiled so get tint then get profiled for having tint, music, brights, going one mph over, crack in the windshield, even being nervous when a cop pulls us
Even tho we know we’re being targeted and harassed and our people are disproportionately killed by law enforcement?
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Why we always gotta be described through the deficit lens? Flute music is beautiful but damn its now always associated with poverty stats? Why the stats? Why the heroic one person savior trope when entire communities are grinding? There is no one singular solution-education. lol
We just moved into our home and redid the roof so we rented a roll off from a tribal business, lol, wanted to take trash out and film it, film crews go by unorganized places and film those (trash) lol, not by most of the rez which is orgnaized for the most part. lol
Had a part 2 up where i get a bachelors degree, and the reporter keeps trying to get me to say resilient but i was warned by the bros not to say it. Reporters love "resilient," holy f it's getting old lmao. "DON'T YOU F'IN SAY IT, DON'T YOU SAY!!" bro's speech beforehand lol
Today in 1890, December 29, our relatives were gunned down by hotchkiss guns trying to flee after their guns were taken away. Pregnant women were killed, children, women, and men were all killed. Young boys hiding out were coaxed out from a bush after the shooting thinking they
were safe then were killed. A mother with a baby still nursing was killed while trying to touch the flag of truce that Uŋpȟáŋ Glešká put up in camp. Over 150 died right there, estimated that around 300 died, many crawling away and dying. 25 soldiers died, most from their own
howitzer’s and guns. The army went shortly after and gathered up many of the wounded and brought them to the barracks but they were full and sat out in an uncovered wagon during a cold December night until the Episcopal Church was opened.