#MMIWGT2S

[missegyptiana]

wear red. hang red clothing outside. post about this severe issue. educate others. learn about it.

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[thefirsthogokage]

And Alaska Daily IS back from winter hiatus. Go check it out please!

Hey, to those of you upset by Big Sky completely ignoring the fact that in Montana, 26% of their missing persons cases are Indigenous, while the show has ZERO Indigenous representation, please, PLEASE, check out Alaska Daily!

Now, I hate that the are not solving the problem with the representation on Big Sky, even after the people behind it said they listened and that their "eyes were opened." So very much fuck them for that. But this show is all about the Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women, Girls, and Two Spirits (MMIWG2S) epidemic that has been going on since the colonizers came to the US.

It also has diverse representation with Black, Hispanic, Indigenous, and (accurately casted) Asian representation.

And huge bonus points: Irene Bedard is on the cast. If you don't know that name, you absolutely know her most famous character:

That's right, Irene Bedard played Pocahontas. All problems with that movie aside, she has played one of the most famous Indigenous people ever on screen. I was thrilled to see her name in the credits! I had no idea she was going to be on this.

Please check out this show! Not only is it important, it's actually very good! Certainly miles better then most of the crap that is getting out nowadays. And I hate mystery/procedural type shows, but I very much enjoyed what they have going on here.

Oh! And for those of you who react to things visually, like the coloring of shows and whatnot, there is something about the setting and architecture and color of this show that just makes you feel like you're breathing fresh air. So, that was wonderful.

Please, PLEASE, check this show out!

It centers around one of the many terrible things that have been happening to Indigenous people, bringing a spotlight to one of the ways the US's quiet genocide is continuing against the Indigenous population.

[cuqaq]

Beautiful

TW: MMIW, genocide, residential school, exploitation

“Don’t say that” and “speak English!”

You tell us our marking are ugly like dribbles of seal oil down our chin.

Our words become evil, our mothers are killed, our fathers turned into men before they were boys.

Our children stolen on their 5th birthday.

Hair cut, beaten, and slaughtered.

You turn our shamans into demons.

You force our minds to confine themselves in tiny pretty boxes when they were supposed to be wild, free, and flourishing.

Like the tundra and ocean from which we come.

You sell our long hair, our artwork, our stories, our photos, our faces, our personhood, our spirit.

“You are so beautiful. Your face is so beautiful. Your hair is so beautiful.”

You say behind the camera.

But I dare speak a word of my tongue.

You cringe.

“Your language is so ugly. Your spirit is so ugly. You are so ugly.”

[lorileopard]

Yall we really gotta talk about these child graves, pls I can't do this alone. Its so horrible.

I'm not seeing enough coverage in the news. Whatsoever. I've tried searching on different search engines and Google flat out will not show enough results.

(Google on the left, Duckduckgo on the right, both showing past 24 hour news)

215 children found, the youngest was 3 years old. Possibly thousands more still to find. I've done the math and harrowingly, 2 children a day would have been murdered in just over 100 years of this schools history alone to account for the missing numbers.

If this was a grave of enslaved children on US soil, there would be outrage in the streets, and yet that's exactly what indigenous people are facing in Canada. Textbook indoctrination, and a mass grave.

Pls, someone, anyone, help these children who have no voice of their own any longer. This article isn't even a week old. We need more eyes on this.

[hes-writer]

PSA: It’s Canada Day tomorrow. Take a moment to reflect on whose land you’re on and what it took to attain it.

There is no reason to celebrate genocide on stolen land / unceded territories.

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

from Full-Metal Indigiqueer.

mihkokwaniy

by joshua whitehead

mihkokwaniy

my kokum has many names:

the indian woman

the whitehead lady

a saskatoon female

but my favourite is:

the beauty queen;

they never meant to call her beautiful

what they meant by beauty was:

cheapdirtybrownprostitutedrugaddictalcoholicfirewaterslut

when they write: “an indian about 35 years old

naked from the waist down

died from asphyxiation

at the queen’s hotel

effects of alcohol

&sedatives”

they don’t mean beauty as in:

mino iskwēw

or: “pleasing the sense or mind aesthetically;

of a very high standard; excellent”

what they mean is

she is beautiful for a squaw in ‘62

she pleases the body

of white men who burn in the loins

for the teal-shade of a browning bruise;

when i type into google

“how to say beautiful in cree”

i get: shaoulle

& when i type that into google i get:

“brutal murder-sex assault case”

seeRE:rinelleharpercindygladuetinafontaine

that’s my grandmother:

she is a mino iskwēw

the beauty queen

a woman with a name:

rose whitehead

&shediedbecauseofit

i read somewhere that saskatchewan

is an economic machine

for producing rape—

seed&honey

& in tisdale you can buy a mug that says:

the land of rape and honey

that’s where my kokum is buried

& her grave is a modest little place

where rabbits visit & sometimes chew

where little dandelions bloom

grant wishes to the wind

to her children who are scattered

across the plains of kanata

looking for a quick fix

& for anger to heal

or at least amend

like it does for a judge

who gifts a man six years

for the death of three women;

i think of my nôhtâwiy

her son who lost his name to a polish man

& felt the sting of day schools

even if priests beat & made honey

with their fists smooshed

into the sweet rot of little brown boys

who liked hockey & lived in suburbs

with whites who made them wait

in the freezing cold

& broke their noses on the ice—

but you’re still not ready to apologize

for that just white yet

my kokum has made many headlines:

“woman found strangled”

being the most consistent

a fifty word article that calls for sympathy

not for the “strangulation death

of the whitehead woman”

but for the man:

steven kozaruk of esterhazy

who “was suffering from the effects

of alcohol and sleeping pills”

even with a “seven-man jury”

& “thirteen witnesses,” lives—

his whiteness is his weakness

(even if its biceps can crack a brown neck like a wishbone)

and that weakness is his innocence;

the life of my kokum is worth:

six years & fifty words;

all these things overlap

interweave, interlay, interplay, interact

penes

|inter|intra|

|probo|capio|vita|

terra|corona|letum|nullius

tansimaslow

my kokum is famous

a real holly golightly

i bet she even eats

fried bologna sandwiches

at tiffanys

aint that right gran?

when i visit your grave

in saskatoon

i see the face of kozaruk

on the prairie scene

fatteninginsuburbia

& here you are

with a rag-tag little monument

made of sticks & leaves

stems from jackrabbits

that seem to visit often

a little blue ribbon

god knows from who

& a sad little brown boy

with a million questions like:

how are you doing?

do you hate klik too?

what would life have been like

if you had lived beyond thirtyfive?

would i be alive?

would the cancers in my dad

not have crept & lived

spelled doom on his skin?

would i be able to speak cree

without having to google translate

this for you?

would you make me cookies

& teach me how to sew back on the limbs

to my plush rabbit floppy ears?

would you call me “m’boy?”

& take me to sundances

powwows, bingo nights too?

would you make sure i feed the rez dogs

when they all come around?

would you make me a jingle dress

cause i want to be a pretty dancer like you—

would you teach me what it means to be two-spirit

tell me i can be a beautiful brown boy in love?

make me say niizh manitoag—feel the power on the tongue?

would you teach me to knead bannock

make life from lard—

a real ratio for reckoning?

hi kokum?

can i call you on the phone?

i promise not to call collect

i just want to hear your voice

tell you i learned what it means

to say i love you

& feel the whole of cree

coalescing in my breath:

kisâkihitin; my god, kisâkihitin

hey gran?

can i ask you something quick?

are you okay up there in godknowswhere?

do you see what we’ve all done?

my dad says these things all happen for a reason

that i wouldn’t be here if they didn’t

hey gran?

i’m sorry—

you know that right?

did you have to die for me to be alive?

heygranheygranheygranheygran

i’ll let you be

& stop being sick’ning

i bet you’re busy

cooking macaroniandtomatosoup

for twelve hundred missing & murdered women,

girls & two-spirit folk

it’s just, am i supposed to hate him, gran?

tell him that with one death

he ruined the lives of an entire family?

i want to tell him that the life of a person

is an archive of memory

& when you he strangled the life out of you

in a queens hotel shoddy little bed

the last gasping breath you exhaled

held in it little particles

fragments of time:

a bay leaf boiling in tomato sauce;

a flake of tuna that a

cat named randy

licked&licked&licked;

the soft cry of a baby boy

plummeting into day;

the smell of sweet grass smudging

monsters from our bedrooms;

tell him: when you kill a memory

you snuff out metaphor

turn off the light in a home;

you destroy a world where children

are nursing still&still;

—& aint that the hardest truth?

to be honest

i’m no aeneas

no marvellous country house poem

no faeryland, no golden world

no chimeric homeric epic

i’m just a little brown boy

queered by his colour

writing for a kokum he’s never met;

but i promise you:

these spaces can transform

an injun into a warrior

who can claw, scrape, fight

who can write on a piece of paper

sign a name instead of an ‘X’

that says, “this is my kokum

& her name is Rose Whitehead;

and she is

beauty queen extraordinaire.”

I dedicate this poem to all missing and murdered Indigenous women, girls, and two-spirit peoples; for their families, friends, loved ones, and kin.  We are a collective trauma that demands to be examined, reconciled, resolved, and healed.

Today we survive; tomorrow we resist.

[missegyptiana]

the sunset with the red dress i hung up on our tree for red dress day :’)

[thefirsthogokage]

Bringing this back a year later (thank you to the person who reblogged this from me so that I remembered I posted this here), but as a reminder, it's Red Dress Day, 2023 and MMIWG2S Week of action as well.

Don't forget, while we still waiting to hear if ICWA will be turned over by corrupt SCOTUS and Native children will be forcibly removed from their homes and put into heavily "Christian" homes that will also forcibly indoctrinate them into their religion, thus going back to even more practices that are continuing the genocide of Native peoples in America.

We'll see if Instagram is racist this year and delete posts as well.

Fuck Instagram

I can personally confirm what I posted if hers to my stories was taken down.

Instagram care more about white supremacists being able to spew their vileness on their site freely and yet takes down posts about MMIWG2S people without people reporting them.

Fuck Instagram.

[punkpuppylove]

hey all my fellow california residents! be sure to support our natives (as we have the largest population of indigenous people in amerikkka) today and every day of the year! we have missions up and down our coast and if you thought the bodies they found in canada were a shock your in for another one once we can get them to dig up that land. most ELEMENTARY schools teach their students about how great the spanish were and glamorize the missions. sacred land is being dug up to built parking lots. murders of Indigenous women in northern California are about seven times less likely to be solved than homicides involving all other victims. and that^ statistic is probably worse because there is no reliable data of mmiw in the state. more than half of the cases in the state were not in official missing persons databases. When records were available, the report found, Native women were often misclassified as white, or their deaths were labeled accidental even when family and friends thought otherwise.

there is an on going genocide on this land. it’s been denied and news of it silenced. learn whose land you’re on. donate to mutual and direct aid. go on marches. uplift indigenous voices. for f*cks sake do anything but be a bystander.

[naijaboi]

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[barelyawolf]

This was meant to be a kin blog only but I have to share:

[angstybreadstyx]

A serious post from me but this is EXTREMELY important. If you can get on the frontlines, even if you don’t have a lick of indigenous blood, and help protect our water, DO IT.

[jayswing101]

As I go to hang my laundry a tear rolls down my cheek.

I hang an orange shirt for Phyllis

Who had hers torn away

When she was only six.

Then another and another and another.

Thousands of orange shirts

One for every child lost.

For those who came home

Scared and scarred

And those who never did.

Then a red dress goes on the line.

To help guide every missing soul home

There are hundreds and hundreds of those too.

When the last dress goes up

I can't help but wonder

What colour will we mourn next?

Isn't two enough?

How many more before we are free?

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Residential School Survivor Society

National Inquiry Into Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women and Girls

Native Women's Association of Canada