Poem by a New Mexican resident who goes by Ken Erdedy. Check out another piece written by him! "Who would dare to play truth with an..."

The problem is not the warrior and not the existence of war but the wars that that the warrior [in the u.s.] has been fighting...

After the abysmal reaction of the Haya’s & Ronas Agency to our concern about [abuses] to the welfare of their workers TGU has gone to work.

Many theories operating within identity politics create scripts of naivety akin to religious piousness.

I appreciate almost all your posts, except one particular article...

There's something inherently fascist about violence: it's always the work of a tiny group of people that believe they are right...

When I say, “angry protesters,” what I mean is a group of unarmed (mostly) Native men, women and children who were understandably angry...

[Y]ou’re welcome to come have a sit. I’ll tell you about my experience living in a frontline resistance camp at Oceti Sakowin...

If your union strikes, obviously strike. If they don't and tell you not to strike, DO IT ANYWAY. We need to take the ball and take control.

The trumpian capitalist agenda while anti-immigration is not against meta-peasantry...