Results tagged “nativeamericans”

At least Chief Sealth's statue is brighter, anyway, thanks to a group of Belltown residents which spent the last few years raising enough money to purchase and install lighting around the memorial. They finally met their goal, and now Chief Sealth's cheekbones are easier to ogle at night. The statue has lived at the intersection of Denny, 5th, and Cedar since 1912. Little known fact: Chief Sealth's Christian name, given to him by missionaries in the mid-1800s, is "Noah."

MARCH POINT: SIFF Cinema is offering a free screening of this local film production by members of the Swinomish Indian Reservation. March Point is a movie about a movie about oil refineries, Native American communities, and growing up. Isn't it supposed to be raining on Saturday? Perfect: this is indoors and will expand your soul's horizons. (Probably.) RSVP to be on the safe side.

      

Twenty minutes south of Olympia we take exit 95 off I-5 towards Little Rock. The road changes name a couple times until we're on 28th Ave SW, which ends at Waddell Creek Rd. SW. This was the closest point we could map to where we were going: the Mima Mounds Natural Area Preserve. From here, we take a right and drive down Waddell for about a mile, just like the article in the told us, and then just barely noticed the turn in time.

Many thoughts crossed our mind last night as we left the showing of Edward Curtis's , Curtis's work bears witness to the fact that early film sucked. The narrative is disjointed, the story thin and hard to follow. It really just proves that people (or at least Americans) love technical gadgetry for its own sake, and are willing to embrace an impoverished experience for the novelty.

When Seattlest was just a wee lesbian growing up in a small southern town, we did what we reckon other wee small-town lesbians did: we listened to a lot of k.d. lang and the Indigo Girls. We went on long road trips across the whole state with the windows down, our other closeted friends with us, singing "Galileo" at the top of our lungs. Ah, those good ol' days of closeted small-town life.

The Makah need to hunt the gray whale like Steve Pool needs to color his fro. It isn’t necessary to the survival of either, but it makes things seem more colorful.

It's been about a year since the May elections in the Snoqualmie tribe that apparently started this whole mess. Last August, honorary Chief Enick suspended those who'd been elected, and held new elections a month later.

Is a new front opening up in the Culture Wars? Seattle school officials say no, but King 5's producers not-so-subtly imply yes.

James Watson, one of the science heroes of the 20th Century, talks tonight at Pacific Science Center.

Seattlest saw John Hodgman give one of his unusual, deadpan readings from his first book, The Areas of My Expertise. Given our solely platonic love of ferrets and hobos, we couldn't pass up the opportunity to speak briefly with Mr. Hodgman.

Has the U.S. government ever screwed anyone as badly as it screwed the American Indian? Conventionally, we say "no." The native peoples of our beloved landmass are the reigning champions in that regard and will forever remain so. In there with all of the raw deals, outright lies, forced marches and whatnot, though, is the Makah Nation and the one bone they were able to wrest from the government: ''the right of taking fish and of whaling or sealing at usual and accustomed grounds and stations.'' In 1999 the Makah took a thirty ton gray whale after refraining from the tradition since 1920. Animal rights groups freaked, of course.

NPR reports that there's been a huge rise in the traffic of under-the-table eagles- and the poaching happens in our backyard. A bald or golden eagle can fetch as much as a thousand bucks on the black market- but only in pieces.