In loving, living memory, John Melançon 1928 – 2007
Dad said there were Indians he was with out West – and I'm totally blanking on where, but I want to say Washington State – who were the funniest people he ever knew.
He also said they asked if he was an Indian, because he sure was dark enough and there was a tribe with blue eyes somewhere around.
They would parody, well, white culture so well it left my Dad in stitches:
I make a living doing web design and development with a great team
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I'm trying to make possible a worldwide nonviolent revolution for justice, liberty, and making more good things doable.
People Who Give a Damn
If you have come here to help me, you are wasting your time.
But if you have come because your liberation is bound up with mine, then let us work together.
— Aboriginal activists group, Queensland, 1970s (via Lilla Watson)