Leonard Peltier born on september 12, 1944 In North Dakota, U.S. He was part of the American Indian Movement (AIM). Not only was he part of the AIM, but he was a leader. Leonard was arrested in 1977. He was blamed for “murdering two FBI agents”; witnesses say Leonard did not shoot them. But more than 60 members of the American Indian Movement were murdered.
The Panama papers was when wealth hoarding scammers who look after themselves had been paying their taxes in Panama instead of America because in Panama taxes are less. Reporters have been researching this for a whole year while people had no idea what was going on and that's probably why people in America and in other places have more money over the normal people.
It was a low, silent whisper
The Cries of Mama Earth were those of a woman who believed no-one would find her
if you listened very carefully you could hear a low destroyed cry rise up with every drop of grayish-white blood that seeped from her skin
Mama Earth was screaming
It was the scream at the end of a rape
when we barely have enough energy to breathe... excerpt of MountainRape by tiny
“Some of our communities can’t even drink their own water because it’s so poisonous” said Klee Benally, a Dine revolutionary who works all over America but lives in Flagstaff, Arizona. Klee has done work to protect the San Francisco Peaks in Flagstaff from becoming a ski resort. But, the government went along with it anyways.
[image description: A beautiful black ink hand-drawn portrait of Jack Sun Keewatinawin, a tall, 21 year-old Cree man, drawn in a cross-hatch style. Jackson is smiling softly, wearing a t-shirt, and has long flowing black hair. In the background are bricks that are suggested with hand drawn dots. The drawing was commissioned by Tabitha Johnnie, Jacksun's younger sister, for their mother, Samantha, who has since passed away.]
“Paha Sapa, The heart of everything that is” at least that is what my people, the Lakota Sioux Nation, say about our homeland. The dark black rolling hills filled with the smell of pure oxygen thanks to the pine trees, sticky with sweet smelling sap made by my peoples as a syrup source, small clear creeks filled with minnows.