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Most American school children learn that Japan attacked Pearl Harbor on December 7, 1941, leading us to join World War II. This week marks the 75th anniversary of Japanese-Americans being subsequently rounded up and interned as suspected enemies of the state. But there’s another tragic and untold story of American citizens who were also interned during the war. I’m a member of the Ahtna tribe of Alaska and I’ve spent the better part of 30 years uncovering and putting together fragments of a story that deserves to be told.

In June 1942, Japan invaded and occupied Kiska and Attu, the westernmost islands of Alaska’s Aleutian Chain, an archipelago of 69 islands stretching some 1,200 miles across the North Pacific Ocean toward Russia’s Kamchatka Peninsula. From a strategic perspective, Japan wanted to close what they perceived as America’s back door to the Far East. For thousands of years, the islands have been inhabited by a resourceful indigenous people called Aleuts. During the Russian-American Period (1733 to 1867), when Alaska was a colonial possession of Russia, Russian fur-seekers decimated Aleut populations through warfare, disease, and slavery.

Shortly after Japan’s invasion, American naval personnel arrived with orders to round up and evacuate Aleuts from the Aleutian Chain and the Pribilof Islands to internment camps almost 2,000 miles away near Juneau. Stewardship of the internment camps would fall under the jurisdiction of the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Services (USF&WS). Furthermore, orders included the burning of the villages to the ground, including their beloved churches, as part of a “scorched earth” policy. The Army’s stated purpose was to protect the Aleuts, who were American citizens, from the dangers of war. But one officer told astonished Aleuts that it was, as he put it, “Because ya’ll look like Japs and we wouldn’t want to shoot you.” That exchange is part of a documentary video called Aleut Evacuation.

The Other WWII American-Internment Atrocity

Photo: National Archives, General Records of the Department of the Navy

The Signs As Aliens

Aries: Strong, fierce aliens with skin in various shades of red. They live on a desert planet in large adobe castles with their extended family clan. Known to be very protective, these aliens often battle other clans who threaten the safety of their families and are skilled warriors. However, they are very generous and family oriented during times of peace

Taurus: Small, entrancing aliens with flowing green hair and camouflaged bodies to blend into their thickly forested planet. Animal life is abundant and diverse, with many strange species that these aliens have tamed and live alongside as equals. These aliens are gifted with the ability to communicate with all types of life on their planet, flora and fauna

Gemini: Clever, winged aliens with small bodies that adapt easily to the many climates of their planet. Instead of four seasons, these aliens are accustomed to twelve and live in treetops or on mountainsides. Visitors find this species of alien to be tricky but kind-spirited, often telling riddles and playing pranks on any other species of extraterrestrials passing through their planet

Cancer: Kind, quiet aliens who live in large communities scattered across their planet, which is covered in pink vines and blue clouds that rain a sweet smelling substance similar to water but does not make the surface of the planet wet almost constantly. Small and delicate in stature, these aliens are tougher than they look and often go on dangerous missions throughout the galaxy to deliver care packages to planets in need

Leo: Regal aliens with banded gold and pale pink skin and wide, bright green eyes. They live on a warm, sunny planet covered in white sand, palm trees, and cool, crystal-clear streams. Proud and sophisticated, these aliens live in jewel-studded palaces and welcome visitors to their planet. But be warned - enemies of these aliens face certain death at the jaws of vicious, huge feline creatures that roam the planet and only obey the command of native aliens

Virgo: These aliens have deep purplish skin and dark, shimmering hair. They live on a planet with a mild climate and a permanent state of nighttime, which has led them to become gifted astronomers. Not only do they map stars and constellations visible from their home planet, these aliens also send search parties to other planets to investigate and map every area they can possibly explore. They are also known for their great architectural feats. Quiet and private, these aliens only communicate telepathically

Libra: Elegant aliens with lavender skin and silver hair laced with pearls. Though small, their planet is covered in blue grass and beautiful, roofless marble structures so the sky, which remains clear and starry even in the daytime, is always visible. Known for making a pink beverage similar to wine, these aliens are accepting of most extraterrestrial visitors and very sociable

Scorpio: Reptilian aliens with iridescent red, dark blue, or black scales. They live mostly underwater on a planet that is entirely ocean except for chains of lava rock islands created by active volcanoes. Known to be very mysterious, these aliens rarely make contact with extraterrestrials from other planets and seem to communicate in a way that is impossible for any other alien species to decode

Sagittarius: Daring and adventurous, these aliens come in all shapes, colors, and sizes and rarely stay on one planet for long and instead prefer to venture in groups from one planet to another. They are usually welcomed by other alien species, but sometimes find that trouble has a way of following them wherever they go and end up banished. Because of their fearless nature, banishment does not stop these aliens from returning to some planets which gives them a reputation as outlaws

Capricorn: Tall, steely gray aliens with stunning dark eyes. They live on a completely frozen planet that is always covered in snow, but beneath the snowy surface they built a warm network of bright tunnels and grand rooms with high, decorated ceilings. Although private by nature, these aliens have close relationships with family and friends within their underground community. With their sharp intellect, they have formed one of the most technologically advanced alien societies in the universe

Aquarius: Pale blue or green aliens who wander tirelessly across their planet covered in tall orange grass and stormy lakes filled with strange aquatic creatures. Generally loners, they are never spotted in groups larger than three or four but are very devoted to their companions if they have any. These aliens are skilled magicians and most species of extraterrestrials are wary of venturing to their planet because of their strange powers

Pisces: Silver and sky blue aliens with sleek, shimmering bodies. They live on a planet that is entirely covered with a steaming liquid similar to water, but the steam condenses into a layer of purplish, cloud-like fluff that only this species of alien can live on. They speak in a musical tongue and are known to be extraordinary fortune tellers and clairvoyants

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20 Disney’s Atlantis Facts (You may or may not know)

  1. After Hunchback of Notre Dame was released, Disney decided they didn’t want to do another musical.  Instead, they chose to do an Action-Adventure film inspired by the works of Jules Verne.
  2. The weaponry used is correct to the time period of early 20th century.  The film features the Lee Enflied, the Lewis Gun, the Broomhandle Mauser and a variant of the Luger.
  3. The creation of the Atlantean language was done by the same man who developed the Klingon language for the Star Trek films.
  4. The filmmakers became interested in the readings of  Edgar Cayce and decided to incorporate some of his ideas. (Edgar Cayce is an American psychic who allegedly possessed the ability to answer questions on subjects as varied as healing, reincarnation, wars, Atlantis and future events while in a trance.)
  5. Vinnie’s last name “Santorini” is actually the name of an ancient chain of volcanic islands in the Mediterranean (probably explains his obsession with explosives).
  6. They utilized all three Disney Animation studies, employing 250 animators, artist and technicians.
  7. The Crew actually traveled 800 feet underground in New Mexico’s Carlsbad Cavern to view subterranean trails, which they used as the base model for the movie.
  8. A Japanese anime film “Nadia: The Secret of Blue Water” and “Atlantis: The Lost Empire” were both inspired by the novel “Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea”.
  9. American comic book artist Mike Mignola creator of the series Hellboy worked on the film.
  10. Joss Whedon was the first writer involved with the film.  Whedon is bet known as the creator of the television series “Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Firefly and Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and also directed Marvel’s The Avengers.
  11. Because the movie was planned as an Action-Adventure, the production crew made up t-shirts that read, “ATLANTIS” - fewer songs, more explosions.
  12. The final scene was created by combining many 24 inch (61cm) pieces of paper.  Each piece was carefully drawn and combined with animated vehicles flying across the scene.  The entire piece reaches an equivalent of an 18,000 inch (457.2 m)  piece of paper that the camera slowly pulled away from.

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‘Atlantis: The Lost Empire’ & ‘Atlantis: Milo’s Return are currently streaming on Netflix / pictures©Disney

today’s 3 AM notes:

Everyone who commits a crime gets deported to an island (like Australia, only worse)

Thanks for that clarification, self, lmao

okay but like here’s what I was thinking - this prompt is sort of a combination of recent events, Killjoys, and my wife talking about Lost - the government decides it can’t fund prisons anymore (we’ll just pretend prison privatization and slave labor doesn’t exist for the moment) and so everyone who commits a crime gets deported, even if the crime is minor. And instead of actually having guards and such, they just let everyone fend for themselves. Drop some supplies on them once a month and wash their hands of it.

So you’ve got this island - island chain? - full of criminals. But not all of them are terrible people, so the less terrible ones have to band together to protect each other from the murderers and rapists and such, and it ends up being a little societal microcosm. Where you’re dropped off (maybe which island you’re sent to?) is based on what your crime was.

This would actually make a really decent original story but I don’t write those much anymore because I’m a sucker for praise, lol, so I could also totally see this as a Malec fic. Like, Magnus was a thief who got sent to Thief Island (work with me here) and integrated there pretty well, learned the way between the different islands and made friends with various factions, so he’s actually pretty well-respected and can negotiate with people and get things that people need.

Enter Alec, who was in law enforcement and uncovered evidence of high-level corruption, so he was framed for murder and sent to Murder Island. Where he meets Magnus, who’s like ‘wow, you really don’t belong here, I am made of questions’. And they work together to escape or something.

(Also I had a vague feeling that there were separate islands for men and women, so the government didn’t have to worry about people reproducing. In the setting of an original fic, this would be such a great place for a transgender character - someone who was dmab and sent to the male island despite being a woman. It would be trickier to work into a fanfic, although I suppose you could always say a female character like Clary or Izzy was a transgender woman. Thoughts?)

As many of you know May is Asian & Pacific Islander Month in the United States of America. While I do believe that Asians (a very very very VERY broad term btw) and the Pacific Islanders should each get their own months since although we share the Pacific we are not the same, I will post my own experiences about being half Asian - more specifically half Okinawan.

My dad comes from the island of Okinawa. It is the largest of the Ryukyu Islands, an island chain south of the main Japanese islands. Okinawa was once the center of an independent kingdom known as the Ryukyu Kingdom. The cultures of Okinawa and the other Ryukyu Islands- the Amami Islands, the Yaeyama Islands, and the Miyako Islands- are different from that of Japan. And each one is unique. Since I’m Okinawan I’ll specifically focus on Okinawan culture or what I know of it and what it means for me to be Okinawan.

Growing up I had bits and pieces of my dad’s culture in my life. My dad’s family would send gifts at Christmas and would call us occasionally. They still do. That’s my cultural lifeline. My favorite gift is Okinawan soba. Okinawan soba is different from Japanese soba in that the noodles are made with wheat instead of buckwheat and the broth is pork based. It’s more like udon. It still is one of my favorite foods and I often requested it for dinner. My mom of course had to ration it since the brand that they send us only comes from Okinawa.

I want to learn both Japanese and Uchinaaguchi. Uchinaaguchi is the native language of the Okinawan people, at least the people in the central and southern part if the island. The people in the north speak a different language but I forget right now what it’s called. Okinawa is the Japanese name for the island and the Uchinaaguchi name is Uchinaa. And the people are the Uchinanchu. I am Uchinanchu.

Another thing that I learned is that Uchinanchu have a very widespread diaspora. Many Uchinanchu live in South America, the mainland United States and Hawaii. This mainly due to historical migration due to economic reasons. I didn’t know this growing up. I thought because we were so small in number that we wouldn’t be so widespread but I was incorrect. Good thing too because that means there are cultural resources closer to where I live. And I feel less alone as an Uchinanchu. Growing up I felt like a unicorn because almost no one knew about Okinawa. Like I had to explain where Okinawa was and the fact that I am not Japanese. In fact the Uchinanchu are indigenous to the island of Uchinaa. My dad’s ancestors have lived on that island for thousands of years. We invented Karate, one of the most famous of the martial arts, we survived the Typhoon of Steel in WWII, and we have a rich history that dates back the earliest colonization of the Japanese and Ryukyu Islands. We had our own native tattoo tradition, hajiti, where girls would get their hands tattooed upon coming of age. I want to get my hands tattooed. I want to get my hajiti. The practice was banned when Japan took over Okinawa as tattoos were considered barbaric. But hopefully the practice can be revived.

I am proud to be Uchinanchu. I am proud to have an indigenous heritage even though I don’t live on Okinawa and am still learning about the culture of that side of my family. I have a lot to learn but I am willing. My heritage matters and it feels good to learn about it and incorporate into my daily life. I listen to Okinawan music, which is also another thing we are famous for. It’s sort of like a folk style, sometimes they’re called island songs or island music. This genre also applies to all Ryukyuan music, not just Okinawan. So far my favorite songs are Asadoya Yunta, Shimanchu nu Takara and Tinsagu nu Hana. I’ll post links to these songs sometime. I already posted a version of Asadoya Yunta and I’ll reblog it.


Anyways this is some of what being Uchinanchu is for me. I hope this was informative.

Ippe Nifee Debiru Thank you

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Some called what Adrien Agreste did at sea madness, and they weren’t wrong about that. As a boy he had been enamored with fanciful tales of leviathans and krakens, mermaids and fiddler’s green, of distant lands on the other side of the horizon. It was his father’s employees, not his father who told him of these things. It was a rift between them, that he sought out such stories. At first it had been mere annoyance at what seemed a prolonged fit of boyhood. Then, as he grew older, it was a great disagreement of theirs. Because his father knew what was out there, and what could happen to a man who went chasing after monsters.

The official story was that Adrien had gone out to manage a portion of his father’s business interests on his own. The real story was that he had taken some of the money with which his father had intended him to begin his own start in much more benign ways, and spun it out into captaining a vessel with the intended mission of seeking out the very edges of creation and bringing back those things which so many in the civilized world now denied. He hadn’t had many such adventures yet, and less successes. But enough to make a name for himself, and enough to keep his venture afloat without further funding from his father. One day he hoped to fill a book with his stories.

The Chat Noir was a great black galleon with the unique figurehead of a green-eyed cat. At times it was merely a heavily armed cargo ship – and even more rarely took passengers – but mostly it was known for running off on Captain Agreste’s damned fool voyages into the unknown. Tonight was the middle of one such adventure, anchor down amidst a chain of islands that only occasionally existed. These islands weren’t always here, but they were here enough that they were known siren country, and it was Adrien’s hope to catch one of them. He’d had the whole crew stuff their ears with scraps of cloth to stave off the infamous song, and then they had waited.

It had been about a day since they’d begun. They caught a fair amount of fish, and a few crabs, but no sirens. The islands around seemed to Adrien to be as ghosts, hazy in the daylight and ghostly at night, as if they were threatening to disappear. It was still dark out near the morning of the second day when he was roused from his slumber by his first mate. He bolted upright from his bed and trailed his officer half-sleepily, half-excitedly. The sound of hollering and whooping met his ears, muffled though it all was through the cloth.

It could have been a stray dolphin or manatee, but in these parts their intended quarry was as likely as anything else. Adrien joined his men hauling the net and the shadow within it up onto the deck.

“Careful now, we don’t want it damaged! And bring it away from the edge!” He shouted into the surrounding sailors, paying little enough mind to the particular individuals among them. The moon and the stars were bright above them, but Adrien had to squint into the shadowed mass to get a better idea of its shape.

He hoped it wasn’t just a manatee. Even this crew of lunatics and misfits wouldn’t stay among islands that seemed so ghostly for too long.