salt water, brackish, freshwater? Deep sea? or can I use a smaller line?
Monofilament, 6 lbs, dark green should be sufficient. I’m a rainbow trout, after all… :)
been counting the years for a very long time. I am aware that
the calendar of the Mohawk Indian Nation has been counting
the winters for over 33,120 years. This pre-dates the so-called
‘land-bridge’ of the Bering Strait theory, unless, of course, the
Bering Strait scientists decide to move their interestingly illusive
time period for “early migration” of Indians back to 40,000 years!
Many American Indian early histories tell of events that took
place on this Turtle continent (North America) long before any
so-called ice age. But, for political reasons, these histories
have been mostly ignored. You see, the Bering Strait, in truth,
is a theory that was born of the politics and propaganda of
early America. In the midst of the American ‘Manifest Destiny’
social climate, the Bering Strait theory provided a ‘scientific’
means to justify the taking of ancestral Indian lands. In short,
the mythical theory eased the conscience, as it was a way for
land hungry immigrants to believe that, because Indian people
were only ‘recent inhabitants’ of this land , it was not really their
‘homeland’. Therefore Indians were, in their minds, not any more
the ‘original people’ of this land than they were. This was, and
still is, the political power of the infamous ‘Bering Strait theory’."
The B.S. (Bering Strait) Myth
By John Two-Hawks
The Bering Strait Theory was made to make colonialism seem less like exploitation.
Wow, definitely did not know this but definitely makes all of the sense in the world. One thing I try to teach my students is that every piece of information was created by someone. Whether it is numbers, words, or pictures they are all susceptible to the filters of people. That, in conjunction with the our culture of racism (to say the least) means we must question everything.
Tonight my godson and nephew was born. I feel so honoured to be part of his life. I’ve never been one for kids, but I think this might change me. I already feel like I need to do everything I can to make the world better and safe for him.
There was also another unrelated and lovely moment this evening, where I met someone who made my heart swell at least twice its normal size.
I haven’t felt that wonderful, giddy pitter-patter in so long. So long.
They are both among the most wonderful things I have felt.
Tonight, I bought my meal and the meal for the guy behind me in line. No strings attached. Not because I looked at them and made an assumption, but because I had a moment where I thought, “hey, I have some extra change, and this is a moment of goodwill. Whether they pass it on or not is irrelevant.”
This isn’t meant to make anyone feel less equal. It was purely out of the fact that at the moment, I had the extra change to do so. Not doing so doesn’t make you a bad person. This is just something I thought I could do today that would better someone else’s day. Whatever you can do to make someone else’s day better is valuable.
As a side note, I’m getting really tired of these ‘activists’ who shit on anybody who does anything good because they’re in some kind of position of privilege. Sure, they may be, but that does not devalue the efforts or small steps they begin to take to make a difference.
Things take work. Things take baby steps. Don’t you dare devalue someone else’s genuine offer to help out another person/organization/etc.
If you do, you can go fuck yourself and never talk to me again.
Sometimes you need to remind yourself that you were the one who carried you through the heartache. You are the one who sits with the cold body on the shower floor, and picks it up. You are the one who feeds it, who clothes it, who tucks it into bed, and you should be proud of that. Having the strength to take care of yourself when everyone around you is trying to bleed you dry, that is the strongest thing in the universe.