Hau Kola, Hello my friends, my relatives:
You can never imagine the heartfelt comfort it brings to know you're not
forgotten in prison. This is my 28th year, and I've seen others come and
go and return again. I can't help but feel a great sorrow for many of
these young men who keep coming back for one reason or another; most of
which are alcohol related offenses. So much has changed since I came here
and yet, in many ways, it's still the same.
The government, under the pretext of security and progress, liberated us
from our land, resources, culture, dignity and future. They violated every
treaty they ever made with us. I use the word "liberated" loosely and
sarcastically, in the same vein that I view their use of the words
"collateral damage" when they kill innocent men, women, and children.
They describe people defending their homeland as terrorists, savages and
hostiles, and accuse us of being aggressors. We have never fought a battle
or war that was not on our own land; we never fired the first shot ...
ever. My words reach out to the non-Indian: Look now before it's far too
