Indigenous Resistance


Happy Birthday Uncle Al

Tony Robles/PNN
Wednesday, February 17, 2010

February 16th is Uncle Al's Birthday. Uncle Al was a person who made things happen. But he did it in such a way, in such subtle ways, that before you knew it, what needed to be done was done, what needed to be said was said and what was needed most was provided for.

Natives Celebrate Olympic Failure

The Native Youth Movement (NYM) is Native Peoples Liberation Movement, fighting for our People, our Land, and our way of Life.The Native Youth Movement is in the midst of becoming a Grand Council of Young and Old (Veteran/Battle Tested) Warriorz alike. A Warriorz Society with the Young Warriorz serving as the Physical protectors, and the O.G.s (Original Guerrillas) as the Advisor Warriorz, giving direction through lessons, age old teachings, previous battles, and from the Spirits and our Ancestors, who have passed on this responsibility of defending our Indian way.

Robo y Resistencia de la tierra indigena/Indigenous Land Theft and Resistance En Guatemala/In Guatemala

Ingrid Deleon/PNN Voces de inmigrantes en resistencia
Friday, March 26, 2010

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Two-Spirits: a movie about Fred Martinez Jr

Mari V. Tuesday, April 13, 2010;

When I was little, I always knew my biological father was different than other dads. I used to tell my childhood friends, "My Dad acts like your Mom." I remember the times when he would realize he would seem more feminine and then try to 'buck up' and act more masculine. I thought it was always funny, and didn't really understand it when I was little. I remember telling him, "Dad, I like it more when your like a girl instead of you trying to be a boy."

Protect Black Mesa Horse Ride: 100 MILES ON HORSEBACK FOR TRIBAL TRANSPARENCY

Black Mesa Water Coalition
Wednesday, April 14, 2010

BLACK MESA RESIDENTS TO RIDE 100 MILES ON HORSEBACK FOR TRIBAL TRANSPARENCY: ‘It’s time to protect our homelands’

Poema para pachamama/Poem for Mother Earth 2010: Marlon Crump's Poem

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

The Sun you clouded, the Sons you ousted

It was all here for you to feast

But you shared your crops and lives, even died for the nature of the beast.

fruit from the poisonous tree

Replaced by sons hung who grew land

Every single seed in it sad, sullen, and

Seething by the misdeeds, and acts of man

Seeds of man, seeds of woman

stricken with sicknesses to slow death

Health in the greeds, in the hands of wealth

The sun you clouded, the sons you ousted

Round ray of light for existence,

in great peril from the fires ignited

Poema para pachamama/Poem for Mother Earth 2010: An indigenous healing in honor of Earth Day 2010

Ingrid de Leon
Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Que rico olor de la tiera agradable porque esta mojada

Me recuerda al campo que me vio crecer

El olor incomparable .cuando cahe la llubia en primabera

Los arboles se sienten cortesudos y moroñosos

!como se siente la tierra por las mañanas cuando caee el llelo!

Escucho el aire por las ramas de los arboles y veo como las hojas se mueben de un lado a otro . con un silbido suabe .

Me recuerdo de aquellas lindas tardes .

Sin contaminascion! en el bello campo!

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