white person: I am sorry I killed your natives & enslaved your ancestors, I was hacked



is a famous “ghost town" located in the woods of Connecticut. Founded in 1737 by Thomas Griffis, Dudleytown was never a town but a township, part of Cornwall. The forest there was thick, and the land hard and full of stones, so living there wasn’t favorable. It is currently supposed that there were high levels of lead in the water there, as well as Native American tribes around the area fighting to take back their rightful land. Lightning strikes, disease, disappearances and suicides followed residents of Dudleytown, and by 1899 it was abandoned. In the 1920s, a doctor moved with his wife to the quiet forest, charmed by the peace, but after returning home from an emergency procedure, he found his wife had gone mad. It was believed something from the forest attacked her, and she was moved to a mental hospital. The circumstances around Dudleytown and it’s penchant for distaster came to be called a "curse,” though most believe the town just didn’t survive time.  

Source for second (top right) picture.


Photographs from The North American Indian, a 20-volume work published between 1907 and 1930, filled with over 1,500 photographs as well as records of tribal lore and history, biographical sketches, and descriptions of traditional foods, housing, clothing, ceremonies, and customs. American photographer Edward S. Curtis wanted to capture all he could before it vanished. The pictures cover almost all of the USA, even the ice along the Arctic Ocean and the desert border with Mexico. While painting an idealized picture, Curtis’ images also contrasted with the public’s perception of Native Americans as impediments to be moved off useful land.

"I was 9 in 2010. I thought the disney princess were so different. 1 black, 1 Asian, 1 native, 1 arab. 1 redhead , 1 white with black hair and 1 brunette. all we needed was light skinned black and a latina. It would be perfect because every girl had one princess that look like them…except there were 2 blondes and another coming out that year.God! it bothered me soooo much How was that fair?”


Common Green Forest Lizard - Calotes calotes

Males of the Common Green Forest Lizard, scientifically named Calotes calotes (Agamidae), develop a bright red head and throat in the breeding season. This species is native to India and Sri Lanka.

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Photo credit: ©Sachindra Umesh | Locality: Sri Lanka (2014)

The most colorful tree in the world: The Rainbow Eucalyptus tree (Eucalyptus deglupta).

The Rainbow Eucalyptus (Eucalyptus deglupta) or ‘MINDANAO GUM’ looks almost like it’s been spray painted, but the up to 70-m tall tree is colored this way completely naturally. Its bark can take on a yellow, green, orange and even purple shading.

If you want to spot a Rainbow Eucalyptus tree live and in all its glory, you’ll have to travel to Indonesia, Papua New Guinea or Philippines where the tree grows natively. However, it has been introduced worldwide as an exotic wood in South America, Malaysia, Sri Lanka, China and other countries.

Image courtesy of Green Renaissance.

A former chief recalls the horrors of residential school: Q&A

How many spoonfuls does it take to eat a bowlful of your own vomit?

Edmund Metatawabin knows: 15.

As a young Cree lad at the notorious St. Anne’s residential school, he remembers throwing up his morning porridge into his bowl and being forced to eat it again — spoonful by disgusting spoonful.

And he counted. And he remembered.

Just as he remembers the other serial indignities and casual tortures he endured at the northern Ontario institution during the 1950s.

With Toronto author Alexandra Shimo, Metatawabin recounts many of these in Up Ghost River: A Chief’s Journey Through the Turbulent Waters of Native History, published this week by Knopf Canada.

He also recounts the alcoholism and depression that his boyhood trauma led him to as a man — and the traditional healing rituals and teachings he employed to reclaim his life.

The Star spoke this week to the former chief of the Fort Albany First Nation band. The is an edited version of the conversation.

You’ve gotten to a good place in your life now, a solid, happy place. What made you want to relive those horrors and make them public?

I think it’s good for young people, it’s good for people, it’s good for anybody to learn the true story about the past. And for me it was especially helpful when I read (Austrian neurologist) Victor Frankl who was a Holocaust survivor. I thought our story was bad, but here was somebody who was able to dissect everything, to explain everything, to help people understand what was happening to the children, to the women, to the men. And as a young person, it helped me understand what I was feeling about my own experience. I didn’t understand. I thought we were the only ones who went through that and I even began to feel that it was normal.

Can you briefly describe some of that experience, which you detail at length in your book?

I was slapped and strapped and made to suffer physically, sexually … A slap can happen anytime. Some of the other nuns used to pinch, but our supervisor was a slapper.

There was an electric chair … there’s a steel metal frame and we’re made to sit on that. And it’s attached to two wires going to a box where the brother would crank it up. So once the power starts you can’t let go of the chair’s arms. The power was on and kids, they were small, it would shake their whole body.

I was put in that twice. For nothing, for entertainment — entertainment on a Friday night.

What do you believe motivated the people who ran these schools? Was it simple sadism? Or did they just feel they were dealing with a lesser brand of human being?

Well they were dealing with a lesser brand of human being, that’s for sure. That’s in the history books. Duncan Campbell Scott (a Canadian poet and federal Indian Affairs bureaucrat in the early century) said that repeatedly. He said “my campaign is to get rid of the Indian problem until there’s no Indian problem left.” So I think he was talking about genocide when he was saying that. And, yeah, that was the attitude. You have to get rid of this problem any way you can. To make us frustrated was the intent. To frustrate us as much as possible.”

You write about how this kind of treatment came back to haunt you in later life. Can you talk about that and about how you came to heal yourself?

Well the memories are there, you remember everything. It’s when you see something, like a bag of oats in a store — the porridge incident would just come up. They call them triggers, and whatever you see — the colour of the strap, the colour of the ruler, the metal chair, those kind of things — effected you, making you remember.

And you do learn to hate yourself. You learn to try to harm yourself. You’re trying to hurt yourself. And alcohol was the best one. You can hurt yourself real well with alcohol. So we got carried away.

I lost everything. I lost any sense of self esteem. When I married, that’s when it sort of started to spin out of control. Me and my wife split for about six years. And it was a long process to come together.

But what brought me back were the ceremonies, the sweat lodges. Just going to the ceremonies and beginning to hear the elders talk about life experiences, life plans. And to wake up, to feel. My first sweat was physical, I had to walk out of there. My second experience in a sweat was totally, totally emotional. I couldn’t stop crying. We had a feast after. I was crying inside the lodge, I was crying outside, I recovered for the feast and I went home and cried for two more hours.

So there was a lot of stuff in my system. But after that time, then I began to think of my children and now my heart was feeling something. I began to see what I was doing, that I was hurting everybody.

Right now we are in the midst of the federal Truth and Reconciliation Commission that’s looking into the residential school catastrophe. Seeing it unfold, do you have confidence that it will do some good for people who suffered through experiences like yours?

Not too much. I think it’s up to each individual to find out and heal themselves. It cannot be done as a group of people and saym “I have a resolution, magic, we’re healed.” It doesn’t happen like that. It happens over years. You have to feel pain at the discovery, at a certain point in your life, that, “Hey, I better do something here.”

My hope is to talk to the Canadian people and remind them that I have a band number. This is the year 2014. Why do I have a band number? Why do I live in a reserve? Why is the minister of aboriginal affairs in charge of everything I do? Why does the bank not listen to me when I want to borrow money for a major business enterprise? Why do they shove my business plan to a native liaison officer? I am not treated as a Canadian citizen. I am an Indian within the meaning of the Indian Act. I am defined as a person that is not your average Canadian, I’m a second class person. I’m a nobody.

What I would hope … is that we gain access to the House of Commons, that our national chief is invited to sit in the House of Commons and have access to all the privileges the MPs have.

Red-throated Bee-eater - Merops bullocki

As its common name suggestsMerops bullocki (Coraciiformes - Meropidae) has a distinctive scarlet throat, green upperparts with buffy hindneck, buff breast and belly, blue thighs and under tail-coverts.

The Red-throated Bee-eater is a colonial and noisy bird native to Eastern Africa.

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Photo credit: ©Adam Riley | Locality: Upper West Region, Ghana (2014)


Yesterday, the Lummi Nation’s epic Totem Pole journey to raise awareness of the coal export terminals, coal mining, and Bakken/Tar sands oil exports came to Seattle. The pole will travel 6,000 miles starting from South Dakota to the Tar Sands stopping in impacted tribal and non-tribal communities along the way. Seattle marked its halfway point.

Master carver Jewell James (Lummi) reminded us all that now is the time for us to Warrior in protection of Mother Earth.

Photos by: Alex Garlandlum

People ask me why I’m such an “angry Native” and I’ll simple point them to this picture. You Oklahoma State fans, students and faculty need to gather your trash and take it out because this is unacceptable.

This is why I’ll never approve of Native American mascots as well. Not even tribally sanctioned ones because you’re just co-signing your own mockery and racism.

That’s a lot of lionfish!

Lionfish were first recorded at Pulley Ridge, near Florida Keys National Marine Sanctuary, in 2008 (They are native to the Southern Pacific). In 2014, lionfish were found to inundate pits made by red grouper; however, scientists rarely found lionfish in any other habitat on Pulley Ridge. This raises many questions about this spiny invader…

Learn more: NOAA Ocean Explorer

impossible boy: a Sakamaki Shuu manifesto


The teller told an unusual tale
With spider words and webs
To capture all the ears they fell upon
The story of an impossible boy
Who never even knew that he was real

DISCLAIMER: I am not a native Japanese speaker and many of my translations were either approved by Lore or any other of my friends who know more of the language than I, so please don’t take the translations extremely accurately, as they can be worded differently. 
Diabolik Lovers is a game not available in English, therefore it should be mentioned that any screencaps from more,blood or HDB with English captions were translated and edited in Photoshop. The same goes for Prequel and Sequel manga caps, as they were translated by their respectful scanlators/translators and will be credited in the writing later on.

That being said, let’s begin. please enjoy!

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anonymous said:

No one says they are Politically Black or Politically Gay or Politically Native American or Politically Jewish, so why is it ok to do this to lesbians?

Actually yes, they may not use that terminology however there are people in all of those communities who focus their energies on themselves and not white people, or straight people or non-jewish people.

No one is “doing this to lesbians.” Many lesbians identify as political lesbians as has already been said. 

i can’t believe i am just now learning that alright is actually spelt all right i am a native english speaker i do a degree that revolves around me not absolutely sucking at spelling i feel like such a duck right now how did this happen