Tribalism and Christmas Lights

“There is another kind of evil which we must fear most … and that is the indifference of good men.” -Boondock Saints   On November 24th, in Mandan, I saw something of the Standing Rock movement that bothered me. We drove into Mandan in a caravan of cars. Our destination, like always, was unknown until we... Continue Reading →

The Front

"Let no more be heard of confidence in man, but bind him down from mischief by the chains of the Constitution…" -Benjamin Franklin All photos accredited to Elizabeth George. It was after dark on the evening of November 20th when someone cried out, “All Water Protectors to the barricade!” I turned to the camp cook... Continue Reading →

When Black Snake Goes Under The River

  Part I: Ready, Aim, Pray. Yesterday’s action in Bismarck, North Dakota, reaffirmed to the world that the movement is rooted in our better selves. The caravan rode bumper to bumper along the one hour route into Bismarck. We pulled into a staging area to organize the cars into four groups that would go in... Continue Reading →

The DAPL Supply Yard Incident

Part 1: Action We met at the south gate at 8am to organize for the action. Most of us didn’t know where we were heading, but we were told to bring masks, goggles, and earplugs. Legal came around to the respective groups with clipboards ensuring we had filled out paperwork should we be arrested. Under... Continue Reading →

Water of Life – Journey to Standing Rock

Answering the Call My journey to Standing Rock began in Martinez, California. The train station was tucked behind Shell refineries and wetlands of inland Bay Area. Petroleum crude is boiled here, creating a strata of different products, such as jelly, gas, jet fuel, fertilizer, plastics, rubber, and roof tar to keep out the rain. The train roars... Continue Reading →

Heart of the Family

This article is dedicated to the nursing staff at Kaiser Medical in San Francisco – their kindness and wisdom in matters both medical and immaterial – for helping us get through darker times. By Ari Herman Dad had a heart attack in the autumn of 2015. I got the call on my lunch break. On... Continue Reading →

Doing Not-Doing

Welcome to Vipassana. Bring your attention to the breath. Then, focus on bodily sensation. Try to avoid thinking, or focusing on thoughts. Focus between thoughts, between molecules, behind the movie screen. Do not personalize this. See you in 10 days. It was autumn of 2005 up in Kelseyville, California. I parked my '85 Volvo with... Continue Reading →

Encounters on Pueblo Territory

The sun hit the zenith over the eastern border of Navajo Nation as I pulled into the gas station off the 191. I was starting to get that stiff feeling behind my eyes from driving. The drunk man in front of the knockoff "7&11" swayed in his blue jeans and a faded black t-shirt. His... Continue Reading →

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