The Native Blog

WarSong

Some things never change in war!

You only change the names!

Vietnam to Iraq!

Unjust war to Just War!

Jungles to Deserts!

Gooks to Ragheads!

Search and Destroy to Movement to Contact!

It seems only "Indian Country"

stays the same!

 

Neswabmi's Site

http://www.neswabmi.com/ is my brother's Eddie Joe's outstanding website, this website was done by tribalwebz http://tribalwebz.com/ a native owned webhosting service. My brother makes some of the most outstanding roaches in Indian Country!

Gaming Election Results

Tom Tuckwin-448 votes 

Chago Hale-224 votes

Dorothy Kiyukan-198 votes.

CBP Tribal Archives & Library

I was reading awhile back on the Citizen Band Potawatomi website, where the tribe was going to open a Tribal Archives & Library in January 2006, Since I am a firm supporter of Tribal History and of Tribal Libraries, I donated my book to the Tribe's Library. I hope my book is the most checked out book in the Citizen Band Potawatomi Library!

Potawatomi Lady Pro Golfer

This article was from "Indian Country Today" http://www.indiancountry.com/content.cfm?id=1096412282 

I have been playing golf for about 12 years or so and I have only broke 100 about a handful of times. I once layed claim to being one of the worst golfers in the world! If Cheryl makes it on the lady pro tour, I can always go around and say I have a sister on the LPGA tour. Yea, I can write another memoir and fill it full of lies and see if anyone buys it.

Happy Valentine's Day

On this most romantic day of the year, I hope you have a Happy Valentine's Day! I brought my wife a dozen red roses. I have been married to her for twenty-four years (a true native love story!) I couldn't have made it to this point in my life without her. Native American Vietnam Veteran wives deserve a medal and flowers every single day of the year!

Most of the song-poems on this blog are for my wife. I get to express how I feel about her and at the same time find healing through writing. Just remember on this most romantic day of the year...love conquers all!

The Lady Warrior

The Lady Warrior came out of the high desert country of Arizona, where the kachinas bring precious rains and the mountains are sacred. The land there cannot be owned or sold!

The Lady Warrior joined the army to support her two children. She breezed through training listening to Tupac on the radio. She received orders for Iraq and didn't question if the war was right or wrong!

The Lady Warrior was going to war, like Native Americans have in every war this country had. It's about duty. It's about honor. It's about defending the homeland and being a protector of the people!

And with her unit in Iraq, the Lady Warrior from the high desert country of Arizona, would take a wrong turn in the desert, and be the first Native American woman killed in combat on foreign soil!

The Lady Warrior came from a traditional people that prays to the Creator. The say the Creator made people like a grass with a single stem and many different colored flowers. And Life is short! Life is sad! Life is precious!

Now the desert flowers grow over her final resting place. The San Francisco Peaks weep. She will always remembered in the songs and in the stories of the Native People of this country.

 

A Man Without A Country

Kurt Vonnegut's book "A Man Without A Country." is the first book I have read by the Author since back in the 70's. If you only read one book this year, read this one. It is truly a profound book!

On the pages of the book where he writes about the environment and fossils fuels are kinda terrifying. Those pages are about how we are destroying our Grandmother Earth and how we have done it in just the past 200 years!

The beginning of the end: An Englishman discovered the electric generator 172 years ago. A German built the first automobile powered by an internal combustion engine only 119 years ago!

The first oil well in the USA was drilled only 145 years ago. And of course the American Wright brothers built and flew the first airplane only 101 years ago. It was powered by gasoline. Yea, we are using up Grandmother Earth's resources faster than you can say big oil profits!

Kurt Vonnegut, one of America's Greatest Writers, says "I don't think people give a dam whether the planet goes on or not. It seems to me as if everyone is living as members of Alcoholics Anonymous do, day by day. And a few more days will be enough. I know of very people who are dreaming of a world for their grandchildren."

Reflections about my 55th Birthday

I was born fifty-five years ago in a hospital a few miles/ From the Prairie Band Potawatomi rez in Northeast Kansas/ I was once reading in "Newsweek."/ That it was one of the ten worst hospitals in the USA/ There was a lot to overcome right from the beginning!

In those early years I was blessed by the Creator/ In having the two best brothers one could ever ask for in life/ Gary Mitchell and Eddie Mitchell/ They helped me get through those early years of getting shipped off/ Together we survived the time of beatings and having our language stolen!

We came home to the rez: from those ole Indian wars/ It was great playing football with my brothers in High School/ Mayetta High School only lost three games in five years/ Football taught me teamwork and dedication/ I needed that when I volunteered to go into the Army at the age of 18!

I got to Vietnam so fast it made my head spin/ I was eighteen years old ground pounding the jungles of Vietnam/ I got wounded and would always carry the scars of war with me/ I came home and I was amazed on how nobody cared that I served my country in Vietnam!

I wasn't finished with the Army yet/ I was sent to serve two years in Germany/ I got to ride the great trains of Europe/ And see the countries of Germany, Italy, Holland, France, Switzerland, and Spain/ There was a week there that was one of the best in my life/ But I came home dazed and confused!

For the next ten years I went through the worst of times/ I was suffering from PTSD from my tour of duty in Vietnam/ I did drugs and drank all the time to ease my pain/ Nobody wanted me around/ Nobody would give me a job/ I was homeless in Kansas, California, and places in between.

For awhile there it looked like the end of the line for me/ 'till I saw the most beautiful Ojibwe gal that ever walked upon Grandmother Earth/ And in time I got to marry the one I loved the most/ How lucky can you be?

The Snake Oil Man

Pity the poor and rich tribes, that got ripped off by the snake oil man!

(Jack was like a crooked Indian agent from the 1880's roaming the prairies anew!")

They got ripped off. But was that from stupidity or just plain ole greed?