Our First Americans…

I’d like to believe that, regardless of our personal political affiliation, most decent human beings were appalled at the incident which took place this past Saturday at the Indigenous Peoples March in Washington D.C.

Of course, the focus concerning this event was on the MAGA hat-wearing, Covington Catholic High School students from Park Hills, Kentucky; young men who, allegedly,  taunted Nathan Phillips, a Native American, a United States Veteran and a respected Omaha tribe elder.   Later media reports stated that a small group of militant Hebrew Israelites had engaged the high school students leading up to Nathan Phillips’s arrival at the event and there are now multiple sides to the story involved in this gathering.  The hapless, even divisive, actions of the mainstream media have created a situation of selective outrage with their deliberate and modified news reports.

If these students did behave as the media initially reported, there is no excuse and certainly no punishment harsh enough for any who were involved.  Many observers are citing that these young people need more “education”, but my personal feeling is that this measure of teaching respect and tolerance is something which should have long been instilled in these young people, at home, as well as throughout their private school years.   But, with the additional group involved in this event, which apparently was the catalyst for all of the behaviors involved, where has the media’s attention been regarding the derisive dialogue and slurs hurled at the high school students by the Hebrew Israelites?

I do wonder if these students were not wearing hats reflecting the leader of our present day, controversial, side of politics, would there have been such an uproar?  Would people still be embarking on Go Fund Me events to support Nathan Phillips or would everyone just bask in their righteous indignation, flooding social media with their commentary, and do little else in support of Phillips and all other Native American tribe members?

People band together to gather warm clothing for the homeless who live on the streets of our cities.  There are daily public outcries of how undocumented people are treated who enter our country illegally and they debate the measures suggested to curtail such passageways.    How many of these same individuals have taken the time to support our Native Americans who languish on tribal reservations without proper clothing, medical supplies and the basic necessities each of us takes for granted?

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We now face the quagmire of finding out just where the true facts of this incident lie, orchestrated mainly by the bias of the mainstream media.  The selective outrage from the general public needs to move beyond the alleged inappropriate treatment of Nathan Phillips, beyond the focus on the alleged behavior of the Catholic high school students and toward the verified actions of the Hebrew Israelites.  The truth lies somewhere in between.

 

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Pass the gravy…

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A few simple words.  Reminders of how to be better human beings. 

At least one might think so, but not in present times where heated opinions wrap themselves in animosity and people elect to hide behind their walls of indifference. 

Sad, really.

On this day where the majority of the world gathers to give thanks, how wonderful it would be if everyone could just drop their collective, combative, rhetorical outbursts and give pause to all things positive in life. 

Just one day.  A few hours even.  Look around and rejoice in what life has put on your table.  Focus less on what’s missing and spend time just giving thanks for family, friends and the gift of one more sunrise.

Just one day.  Set aside the endless debates orchestrated by social media connections.  Take a good look around at how fleeting this life is and how a brief moment of time can impact all that surrounds us.

Just one day.  Today is a good place to start.  For the love of God, leave all the damn negative discussions at the door and… pass the gravy.

Be thankful.

 

From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop:
. What were you writing about at this time 5 years ago? What has changed/stayed the same? Sadly, nothing much has changed. The drama continues, on many levels. I keep wondering why such issues emerge with such negative energies always around the holidays. What should be a time of joy and togetherness finds people, especially families, glaring at each other from different corners of the universe.
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The bells will toll…again.

Seventeen years.  Painful memories embedded in this passage of time still cut so deeply in the minds and hearts of everyone.  Thousands of innocent lives disappeared in screaming clouds of choking dust as we watched so helplessly, and cried, as hatred and pure evil worked in concert to wreak havoc in our country.

Seventeen years.  Back to that unfathomable time which united people as the realization set in that life, as we had come to know it, would never again be the same.

Bands of intense emotions, saddled with fear, created a common ground of brotherhood and caring.  At least for most of these past years, at least until the tragic anniversary each September 11th.  Here, on this one day, the political debates and constant combative undercurrent takes a slight rest as we quietly memorialize all who perished at the hands of radical extremism.  

Once again, as memorials are held throughout the United States, bells will toll at 8:46 a.m., 9:03 a.m., 9:37 a.m. and 10:03 a.m., times of the various attacks which took place on 9/11/01.  Names will be read and we again will pause to remember. 

But, we will never, ever, forget!

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“No day shall erase you from the memory of time”

 

 

 

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