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N'we Jinan Artists - "IMPORTANT TO US" - Official Music Video
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November 1, 2015 · This is a powerful music video demonstrating the heart of our nations, our youth. Watch First Nation and non-Indigenous students of Pierre Elliott Trudeau Elementary School put their voices together to create positive change! ENJOY & SHARE
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Born on the North West Coast of the US. I am use to Snow Capped Mountains, beautiful Forests, wild flowers on wild Rivers.
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Comments NativeVue:) Beejeesus, Carlos!! / 2007
Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 7:04 pm Post subject:
Beejeesus, Carlos!! Have you seen how many hits this thread has gotten?
You certainly have your fanz!!!
Carole
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 7:04 pm Post subject:
Beejeesus, Carlos!! Have you seen how many hits this thread has gotten?
You certainly have your fanz!!!
Carole
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Posted in BUFFALOhair – Somewhere between sanity and dementia, Featured Articles |Hmmmm Someone took over the link Name of old site! NativeVue That retired! Wow!
Hey ! It was an old link from some stories you wrote at the Blog there, at the bottom of each story:) Crazy, why did I leave it on at the time, it was still up and running? But glad I did! Who took over Native Vue and is still writing there in 2015 with no personal name? They have a new header but same site name Native Vue! I put our old header , then their Native Maiden below:)
Carole:
No, that isn't my site anymore. I paid for the URL until 2012. I suppose they're entitled to buy the name, but it is a bit misleading. What I don't like, however, is that they're not saying WHO they are!
Hey ! It was an old link from some stories you wrote at the Blog there, at the bottom of each story:) Crazy, why did I leave it on at the time, it was still up and running? But glad I did! Who took over Native Vue and is still writing there in 2015 with no personal name? They have a new header but same site name Native Vue! I put our old header , then their Native Maiden below:)
Carole:
No, that isn't my site anymore. I paid for the URL until 2012. I suppose they're entitled to buy the name, but it is a bit misleading. What I don't like, however, is that they're not saying WHO they are!
Hi Ann!
How are you? It's been so long, hasn't it?
No, that isn't my site anymore. I paid for the URL until 2012. I suppose they're entitled to buy the name, but it is a bit misleading. What I don't like, however, is that they're not saying WHO they are!
These days I'm doing a bit of freelancing and enjoying life. I do keep in touch with several of the people I worked with back then, but most have moved on.
It is SO NICE to hear from you! Hope you are doing well.
Take care. grin emoticon grin emoticon grin emoticon
Carole
How are you? It's been so long, hasn't it?
No, that isn't my site anymore. I paid for the URL until 2012. I suppose they're entitled to buy the name, but it is a bit misleading. What I don't like, however, is that they're not saying WHO they are!
These days I'm doing a bit of freelancing and enjoying life. I do keep in touch with several of the people I worked with back then, but most have moved on.
It is SO NICE to hear from you! Hope you are doing well.
Take care. grin emoticon grin emoticon grin emoticon
Carole
Jage.
The Local Crank: The Bureau of Caucasian Affairs
Musings & Sardonic Commentary on Politics, Religion, Culture & Native American Issues. Bringing you the finest in radioactive screeds since 2002! "The Local Crank" newspaper column is distributed by Community Newspaper Holdings, Inc.
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About Me
Name: The Local Crank
Location: Cleburne, Texas, United StatesJust a simple Cherokee trial lawyer, Barkman has been forcing his opinions on others in print since, for reasons that passeth understanding, he was an unsuccessful candidate for state representative in 2002. His philosophy: "If people had wanted me to be nice, they should've voted for me."
Friday, October 20, 2006
The Bureau of Caucasian Affairs A lovely little bit of ironic humor at Native Vue by Ann Little Running Deer.
Labels: Native American
The Bureau of Caucasian Affairs
United Native Americans are proud to announce that it has bought the state of California from the whites and is throwing it open to Indian settlement.
UNA bought California from three winos found wandering in San Francisco. UNA decided the winos were the spokesmen for the white people of California. These winos promptly signed the treaty, which was written in Sioux, and sold California for three bottles of wine, one bottle of gin, and four cases of beer.
Lehman L. Brightman, the Commissioner of Caucasion Affairs, has announced the following new policies: The Indians hereby give the whites four large reservations of ten acres each at the following locations: Death Valley, The Utah Salt Flats, The Badlands of South Dakota, and the Yukon in Alaska. These reservations shall belong to the whites "for as long as the sun shines or the grass grows" (or until the Indians want it back.)
All land on the reservations, of course, will be held in trust for the whites by the Bureau of Caucasion Affairs, and any white who wants to use his land in any way must secure permission from Commissioner Brightman.
Of course, whites will be allowed to sell trades and handicrafts at stands by the highway. Each white will be provided annually with one blanket, one pair of tennis shoes, a supply of Spam, and a copy of The Life of Crazy Horse.
If your are competent enough, you will be able to be a BCA reservation superintendent. Applicants must have less than one year of education, must not speak English, must have an authoritarian personality, proof of dishonesty, and a certificate of incompetence. No Whites need apply. Commissioner Brightman also announced the founding of four boarding schools, to which white youngsters will be sent at the age of six (6). "We want to take those kids far away from the backward culture of their parents," he said. The schools will be located on Alcatraz Island; the Florida Everglades; Point Barrow, Alaska; and Hong Kong.
All courses will be taught in Indian languages,and there will be demerits for anyone caught speaking English. All students arriving at the school will immediately be given IQ tests to determine their understanding of Indian Language and hunting skills.
Hospitals will be established for the reservations as follows: Whites at Death Valley may go to the Bangor, Maine Hospital; those at the Utah Salt Flats may go to Juneau, Alaska Hospital; those at the Yukon may go to the Miami Beach Hospital; and those at the Badlands may go to the Hospital in Honolulu, Hawaii. Each hospital will have a staff of two part-time doctors and a part-time chiropractor who have all passed first aid tests. And each hospital will be equipped with a scalpel, a jack knife, a saw, a modern tourniquet, and a large bottle of aspirin.
In honor of the whites, many cities, street cars, and products will be given traditional white names.
One famous Indian movie director has even announced that in his upcoming film, Custer's Last Stand, he will use many actual whites to play the parts of soldiers, speaking real English, although, of course, the part of Custer will be played by noted Indian actor Jay Silverheels.
Certain barbaric white customs will, of course, not be allowed. Whites will not be allowed to practice their heathen religions, and will be required to attend Indian ceremonies. Missionaries will be sent from each tribe to convert the whites on the reservations. White churches will either be made into amusement parks or museums or will be torn down and the bricks and ornaments sold as souvenirs and curiosities.
Musings & Sardonic Commentary on Politics, Religion, Culture & Native American Issues. Bringing you the finest in radioactive screeds since 2002! "The Local Crank" newspaper column is distributed by Community Newspaper Holdings, Inc.
thelocalcrank.blogspot.com
About Me
Name: The Local Crank
Location: Cleburne, Texas, United StatesJust a simple Cherokee trial lawyer, Barkman has been forcing his opinions on others in print since, for reasons that passeth understanding, he was an unsuccessful candidate for state representative in 2002. His philosophy: "If people had wanted me to be nice, they should've voted for me."
Friday, October 20, 2006
The Bureau of Caucasian Affairs A lovely little bit of ironic humor at Native Vue by Ann Little Running Deer.
Labels: Native American
The Bureau of Caucasian Affairs
United Native Americans are proud to announce that it has bought the state of California from the whites and is throwing it open to Indian settlement.
UNA bought California from three winos found wandering in San Francisco. UNA decided the winos were the spokesmen for the white people of California. These winos promptly signed the treaty, which was written in Sioux, and sold California for three bottles of wine, one bottle of gin, and four cases of beer.
Lehman L. Brightman, the Commissioner of Caucasion Affairs, has announced the following new policies: The Indians hereby give the whites four large reservations of ten acres each at the following locations: Death Valley, The Utah Salt Flats, The Badlands of South Dakota, and the Yukon in Alaska. These reservations shall belong to the whites "for as long as the sun shines or the grass grows" (or until the Indians want it back.)
All land on the reservations, of course, will be held in trust for the whites by the Bureau of Caucasion Affairs, and any white who wants to use his land in any way must secure permission from Commissioner Brightman.
Of course, whites will be allowed to sell trades and handicrafts at stands by the highway. Each white will be provided annually with one blanket, one pair of tennis shoes, a supply of Spam, and a copy of The Life of Crazy Horse.
If your are competent enough, you will be able to be a BCA reservation superintendent. Applicants must have less than one year of education, must not speak English, must have an authoritarian personality, proof of dishonesty, and a certificate of incompetence. No Whites need apply. Commissioner Brightman also announced the founding of four boarding schools, to which white youngsters will be sent at the age of six (6). "We want to take those kids far away from the backward culture of their parents," he said. The schools will be located on Alcatraz Island; the Florida Everglades; Point Barrow, Alaska; and Hong Kong.
All courses will be taught in Indian languages,and there will be demerits for anyone caught speaking English. All students arriving at the school will immediately be given IQ tests to determine their understanding of Indian Language and hunting skills.
Hospitals will be established for the reservations as follows: Whites at Death Valley may go to the Bangor, Maine Hospital; those at the Utah Salt Flats may go to Juneau, Alaska Hospital; those at the Yukon may go to the Miami Beach Hospital; and those at the Badlands may go to the Hospital in Honolulu, Hawaii. Each hospital will have a staff of two part-time doctors and a part-time chiropractor who have all passed first aid tests. And each hospital will be equipped with a scalpel, a jack knife, a saw, a modern tourniquet, and a large bottle of aspirin.
In honor of the whites, many cities, street cars, and products will be given traditional white names.
One famous Indian movie director has even announced that in his upcoming film, Custer's Last Stand, he will use many actual whites to play the parts of soldiers, speaking real English, although, of course, the part of Custer will be played by noted Indian actor Jay Silverheels.
Certain barbaric white customs will, of course, not be allowed. Whites will not be allowed to practice their heathen religions, and will be required to attend Indian ceremonies. Missionaries will be sent from each tribe to convert the whites on the reservations. White churches will either be made into amusement parks or museums or will be torn down and the bricks and ornaments sold as souvenirs and curiosities.
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Buffy Sainte-Marie sings a hauntingly beautiful song about the phases of the moon.
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BREAKING NEWS :: Due to the recession in 2009 the government will start deporting all the mentally challenged people to save money. I started crying when I thought of you. Run my little crazy friend, run! Well, what can I say ??? Someone sent it to me, and dammit, I’m NOT going alone !!?
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Apple Season If this doesn’t drive you nuts, then you are already there!
This should keep you busy for a while…. CLICK HERE
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FW: How Much Do You Know About Golf??? I was 9 under par! Dean How Much Do You Know About Golf??? This is multiple choice. If you select a wrong answer, the ball moves only so far down the fairway and stops and you are charged with one stroke. Keep selecting the answers that you think are correct and the ball moves down the fairway until you get the right answer and the ball goes in the hole. If you have the correct answer right away, the ball goes directly in the hole - a hole in one. To play click here!!!!!
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1 hr ·
finally ! Some real F*cking news !
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Wesley P P Hall
October 9 at 12:33pm · Manchester, United Kingdom · Reporter gets angry and tells us the REAL news...
October 11 at 6:59am · Roger Cultee shared Wesley P P Hall's video.
1 hr ·
finally ! Some real F*cking news !
2:47/2:47
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Snaggin Edition
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Snaggin Edition
Something new for my Humor column the not so funny? Ouch......
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And now for your “local” news... http://bit.ly/1qoeXOd
Proof that the News is Scripted
This is a great video montage that was meant to be funny, put together by Conan O'Brien...Something about this though does not seem so funny...
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Something new for my Humor column the not so funny? Ouch......
Buffalohair: FREEDOM…. / 2007
FREEDOM…. / 2007
FREEDOM….
Ah this is the good life as I speed down Interstate 40 past Kingman Arizona. My destination is unsure at the moment as my Rambler American whisks me eastward to points unknown. I would be past Flagstaff by now if it were not for the “inspection” I had to endure at the Hoover Dam check point. Don’t know what all the fuss was about. All I told the security official was that I just finished a bomb and was in a hurry to get over the dam.
What was all the fuss about anyway? Gads, I went into the Pilot Travel Plaza and bought one of them “Bomb Burrito’s”, you know the ones you Nuke in the microwave oven for about 1 ¼ minutes. And for some reason as I approached the check point, the burrito found the express lane and I had to get to Kingman as fast as I can. But luck would have it that I had to endure 60 grueling minutes in a security shack being questioned about this bomb.
When I told the guard and the Nevada State Troopers that I was about to explode they really got excited and left the building. I wonder what they would have done if I asked them to pull my finger, holay.
Who is Al Kyda anyway? When I was being question they asked me if I was this Al fellow. I told them I knew an Al but I was not sure of his last name. I think it was Kyda or Kincaid, something like that. Don’t think they liked my answers though. They kept asking me if I was from the mid east and I said yes, I’m from Lebanon but before I could say Missouri they went ballistic and hand cuffed me to the chair I was sitting on. The FBI started talking to me about this Al guy again and I was starting to get mad since all I wanted to do was get to the Petro Travel Plaza in Kingman to use the can.
I was really fit to be tied by now. I looked square in the eyes of this FBI fellow and told him straight out, “You better let me go. This bomb in my belly is about to explode”. The room got silent for a moment then this FBI guy said, “We need to do a cavity search”. I tried to warn those fellas but they would not listen to me at all. Then all of a sudden a guy from the “bomb Squad” showed up. He was dressed in some fancy outfit with a helmet and face mask. He had all kinds of doodads on as well.
This bomb squad fella started in on his cavity search and boy was he in for a surprise. I see why they wear that face mask and all that gear now. But after this cavity search I did feel much better though. One of the guys searching my Rambler American came into the guard shack where I was held at and showed the FBI guys the wrappers from all those burritos I had eaten back in Vegas. The guy also had my cars vehicle registration and boldly printed on it was the words Lebanon Missouri.
Now I’m headed east bound and just passed Williams Arizona. Flagstaff is not too far but I think I’ll just cruise on. Don’t want to eat anymore of them bomb burritos though. No telling what the Arizona State Troopers will do. All I know for sure is that Nevada has some weird ways.
So the moral of this story is never to eat burritos in Las Vegas, especially at the Pilot Travel Plaza and drive onto Needles California before heading east. Hoover dam is not that special to me anyway. And in all actuality, there are some things I rather do by myself. Oh, and if you’re this Al fella they are looking for. Stay away from the Hoover Dam inspection station especially if you just ate at the Pilot in Vegas.
Next time I’ll just eat at Ralph’s Chicken Bucket in Henderson.
Buffalohair
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FREEDOM….
Ah this is the good life as I speed down Interstate 40 past Kingman Arizona. My destination is unsure at the moment as my Rambler American whisks me eastward to points unknown. I would be past Flagstaff by now if it were not for the “inspection” I had to endure at the Hoover Dam check point. Don’t know what all the fuss was about. All I told the security official was that I just finished a bomb and was in a hurry to get over the dam.
What was all the fuss about anyway? Gads, I went into the Pilot Travel Plaza and bought one of them “Bomb Burrito’s”, you know the ones you Nuke in the microwave oven for about 1 ¼ minutes. And for some reason as I approached the check point, the burrito found the express lane and I had to get to Kingman as fast as I can. But luck would have it that I had to endure 60 grueling minutes in a security shack being questioned about this bomb.
When I told the guard and the Nevada State Troopers that I was about to explode they really got excited and left the building. I wonder what they would have done if I asked them to pull my finger, holay.
Who is Al Kyda anyway? When I was being question they asked me if I was this Al fellow. I told them I knew an Al but I was not sure of his last name. I think it was Kyda or Kincaid, something like that. Don’t think they liked my answers though. They kept asking me if I was from the mid east and I said yes, I’m from Lebanon but before I could say Missouri they went ballistic and hand cuffed me to the chair I was sitting on. The FBI started talking to me about this Al guy again and I was starting to get mad since all I wanted to do was get to the Petro Travel Plaza in Kingman to use the can.
I was really fit to be tied by now. I looked square in the eyes of this FBI fellow and told him straight out, “You better let me go. This bomb in my belly is about to explode”. The room got silent for a moment then this FBI guy said, “We need to do a cavity search”. I tried to warn those fellas but they would not listen to me at all. Then all of a sudden a guy from the “bomb Squad” showed up. He was dressed in some fancy outfit with a helmet and face mask. He had all kinds of doodads on as well.
This bomb squad fella started in on his cavity search and boy was he in for a surprise. I see why they wear that face mask and all that gear now. But after this cavity search I did feel much better though. One of the guys searching my Rambler American came into the guard shack where I was held at and showed the FBI guys the wrappers from all those burritos I had eaten back in Vegas. The guy also had my cars vehicle registration and boldly printed on it was the words Lebanon Missouri.
Now I’m headed east bound and just passed Williams Arizona. Flagstaff is not too far but I think I’ll just cruise on. Don’t want to eat anymore of them bomb burritos though. No telling what the Arizona State Troopers will do. All I know for sure is that Nevada has some weird ways.
So the moral of this story is never to eat burritos in Las Vegas, especially at the Pilot Travel Plaza and drive onto Needles California before heading east. Hoover dam is not that special to me anyway. And in all actuality, there are some things I rather do by myself. Oh, and if you’re this Al fella they are looking for. Stay away from the Hoover Dam inspection station especially if you just ate at the Pilot in Vegas.
Next time I’ll just eat at Ralph’s Chicken Bucket in Henderson.
Buffalohair
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A BLONDE JOKE THAT YOU’VE probably NEVER HEARD BEFORE.
A BLONDE JOKE THAT YOU’VE probably NEVER HEARD BEFORE.
Nov 20, ’11 2:21 PM
by Ann for everyone
After becoming very frustrated with the attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the young blonde declared, ‘Well, then, maybe I’ll just go out and catch my own alligator and get a pair of alligator shoes for free!’ The shopkeeper replied with a sly smile, ‘Well, little lady, why don’t you go give it a try?’
The blonde headed off to the swamp, determined to catch an alligator. Later in the day, the shopkeeper was driving home, and spotted the young woman standing waist deep in the murky water, shotgun in hand.
He saw a huge 9-foot gator swimming
rapidly toward her. With lightning reflexes, the blond took aim, shot the creature and hauled it up onto the slippery bank.
Nearby were 7 more dead gators all lying belly up. The shopkeeper watched in amazement as the blond struggled
with the gator.
Then, rolling her eyes, she screamed in frustration…… CRAP! THIS ONE’S BAREFOOT, TOO!
A BLONDE JOKE THAT YOU’VE probably NEVER HEARD BEFORE.
Nov 20, ’11 2:21 PM
by Ann for everyone
After becoming very frustrated with the attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the young blonde declared, ‘Well, then, maybe I’ll just go out and catch my own alligator and get a pair of alligator shoes for free!’ The shopkeeper replied with a sly smile, ‘Well, little lady, why don’t you go give it a try?’
The blonde headed off to the swamp, determined to catch an alligator. Later in the day, the shopkeeper was driving home, and spotted the young woman standing waist deep in the murky water, shotgun in hand.
He saw a huge 9-foot gator swimming
rapidly toward her. With lightning reflexes, the blond took aim, shot the creature and hauled it up onto the slippery bank.
Nearby were 7 more dead gators all lying belly up. The shopkeeper watched in amazement as the blond struggled
with the gator.
Then, rolling her eyes, she screamed in frustration…… CRAP! THIS ONE’S BAREFOOT, TOO!
