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Under no circumstances does any actual progressive get anywhere near the Oval Office.
Given enough time, powerless people hammer out an empowering narrative, so that when they face the people that took their power, they can maintain their dignity, and pride, and hope.
How did the government get this power over tribes? They took it.
Today, we face a fascist takeover of our values that urges us to take up arms, protect our borders, make America great again, even if we have to go to war.
There is no doubt about it: law enforcement is racially profiling people, and weeding out the likely loiterers from the white citizenry.
Even on my own reservation, ignorance about Hispanic culture abounds.
It is time the Lakota people stopped demanding politicians specifically address tribal issues.
Nothing separates humans from the world of animals more than their ability to cooperate flexibly in large numbers.
We often assume age and experience matter most when it comes to making wise decisions, or in understanding how the world actually operates.
Sensible, accurate, positive terms, especially when it comes to our identity, are a must.
Why do people, then, create these crisis situations where none exist?
Forty years ago last spring, I lost my little brother Lloyd to a fishing accident.
People tell me all the time that Indians don’t need any science. Why would they?
Wounded parents unintentionally teach their children to love each other the wrong way.
Born at Wounded Knee in 1930, Ethel Giago had her feet in two different worlds. Books transported her to new ones.
Even the most remote part of the reservation has somebody jabbering into a cell phone.
The fate of the Cherokee, Chickasaw, Choctaw, Creek, and Seminole nations figured prominently in Andrew Jackson's first State of the Union in 1829.
In every Wasicu church, and on every reservation, are holy men who can’t even tell you what caused the sky to be blue or thunder to crackle
Why is it that when men stopped wearing hats back in the late 1960s, they didn’t also stop wearing cowboy hats?
My first experience with Lakota alcoholism came in the dark of a winter’s night.
Throughout Indian Country tribal governments assume that the United States is bound to Indian treaty obligations.
What has happened to our Oglala Sioux Tribe that a younger generation has not built upon their legacy of our great leaders?
My dad never told me that he loved me. I never once heard him tell my mom he loved her.
Much of the unwillingness to place the Lakota matriarchy in its rightful place historically, and culturally, comes from the restructuring of Lakota society after the matriarchy was forcibly abolished.
Iyeska Journal has a different perspective, neither Lakota or Wasicu, and getting readers to understand what that means, and accept that an Iyeska perspective matters, has been a challenge.
My main worry right now is I will write this same column, six months from now, forgetting I wrote this column.
Why don’t smart people run Washington, Pierre, the reservation? Why don’t they apply all that genius into acquiring power and prestige?
White folks feel an abiding obligation to turn heroes of color into, well, white folks.
People can get trapped in the past, shackled there by events too harrowing to let go.
If the matriarchy was still in place, women would run everything local—the city council, county commission, school board, hospital board, even the local court system.
The Democratic Party is dead, it just doesn’t know it yet, like a buff athlete walking around with the beginnings of steroid induced brain cancer, thinking he has his whole life ahead of him.
You figure out very young most people who read what you write will grasp only a small portion of it, perhaps not even that.
It has taken several years to compile over three hundred Iyeska Journals and sports columns, usually written in just under an hour in a variety of places.
This is your time to be a hero to the next generation, to contribute your share to the Lakota winter count going back to the depths of time immemorial.
Sturgis is not an especially racist community for this part of South Dakota, but given this part of South Dakota is especially racist, that may not be saying much.
Whether cigarette, or whiskey jar, or Harley, or fishing pole, a friend proves they are our friend by staying right beside us to the bitter end.
You can be an unkempt alcoholic with a stinky cigar, and become a war hero and a mediocre president.
The Oceti Sakowin will one day come together, and stand unified as a sovereign nation, eager to take their place in a modern world based upon the traditions of their ancestors, not a pity party of self-destruction addicted to the hero-worship of the long lost.
The Lakota world that was, the world the traditional Lakota lived in, no longer exists.
Last month, my friend Ed McGaa set out on his final journey, a journey touched upon many times in the books he wrote about Lakota spirituality.
What exactly is the South gonna do again, Charlie? Enslave Black people? Impose a hundred years of racist Jim Crow?
Dark, disturbing truths can hide within the seemingly beneficial intent of the Indian Reorganization Act.
Every once in a great while, you will come across something that is totally perfect.
Most enlightened people in Western democracies think propaganda is something that dupes the people of inferior countries, but that they understand how society works.
People tell me when I write about pets it is better than when I write about politics or religion.
If you think the justice and jail conditions are bad for Lakota now, read up on how they were most of last century, when people supposedly had superior morality.
A select group of rich and powerful people have taken over our country.
Back when my boy Griffin turned five, he reasoned out that at some future point, I was going to die.
There are two sports people associate most with the Indian athlete—basketball and distance running.
Every once in a while you get such a lulu of a letter from a person who didn’t like something you wrote you eventually have to share it.
Back when George Dubya Bush’s popularity had reached an historical low, progressives speculated the impending death of the GOP.
Both my parents had expressions they would use over and over again, which I have shared with my children.
Give the Just-Smart-Enough Clan the boot.
North Dakota wants jurisdiction on Standing Rock. This would mean the beginning of the end for tribal sovereignty.