Dear Cisco Systems,
I have been a Systems Engineer for the last 11 years and have supported Cisco products my whole career, however I am extremely disappointed in your Executive Charles Stucki. Charles Stucki donated $6,000 on 8/8/08 to Yes on Prop 8, which is discrimination at its finest. I have always thought Cisco was a great company, but after finding this information I will need to ensure that everyone I am acquainted with knows how one of your executives supports discrimination in a constitution that purportedly assures the rights of everyone in the state of California.
On your website you state “We develop programs and policies to support our employees’ work-life integration, and provide a stimulating and inclusive work environment to foster their development.” I find this contradictory to the support your executive Charles Stucki gave to Prop 8. If you are truly an inclusive environment, I would assume your management team would also be inclusive and not tolerate discrimination. From this point forward, I will do my best to not support Cisco Products and advise any company I work for to buy other products.
I am writing to you about one of your attorney’s Treavor Hodson. I find it extremely ironic that your firm specializes in aspects of employment law litigation such as unlawful discrimination, yet Treavor Hodson donated $6,025 to Yes on Prop 8 which is discrimination in its finest. I will ensure that everyone I am acquainted with knows one of your lawyers supports discrimination in a constitution that purportedly assures the rights of everyone in the state of California.
PROP 8 HAS NOT BEEN CALLED YET (via chitinous
According to the office of the California Secretary Of State, PROPOSITION 8 HAS NOT BEEN CALLED. They are still counting ballots...and they will not know the results until DECEMBER 13th.
All media has announced a victory for Yes On 8.
THIS IS WRONG.
Keep the pressure on the Secretary Of State to count all the provisional and absentee ballots (rumored to be up to 3 or 4 million)
Roughly 400,000 votes separate yes from no on Prop 8 – out of 10 million votes tallied.
Based on turnout estimates reported yesterday, we expect that there are more than 3 million and possibly as many as 4 million absentee and provisional ballots yet to be counted.
Tell them that you want ALL the proposition 8 votes counted.
CA secretary of state:
or you can lodge a recorded complaint by calling 1-800-345-VOTE
Miko posted this on Myspace and I am reposting it here cause it's important:
Back in 1879, only a short 129 years ago Native people were finally recognized as people in the eyes of US law. In 1924, only 84 years ago conferred citizenship was finally bestowed. Until 1948, only 60 years ago many states barred Native people from voting. In 1968, only 40 years ago the American Indian Civil Rights was enacted. In 1978, only 30 years ago the American Indian Religious Freedom Act went into effect. As Native people we must continue to fight for our rights from land, hunting, fishing to self governance. Which is why I am asking you today that when you are at the polls here in California to consider our so recent history in fighting for our rights and that voting to eliminate rights to any one is wrong. Please vote no on Prop 8.
BACA BILL CREATING NATIVE AMERICAN HERITAGE DAY 2008
Friday After Thanksgiving Will Now Be Designated as Day of Tribute
Washington, DC – Earlier this week President Bush signed into law legislation introduced by Congressman Joe Baca (D-Rialto), to designate the Friday after Thanksgiving as Native American Heritage Day. The Native American Heritage Day Bill, H.J. Res. 62, is supported by the National Indian Gaming Association (NIGA) and 184 federally recognized tribes, and designates Friday, November 28, 2008, as a day to pay tribute to Native Americans for their many contributions to the United States.
"I am pleased the President took quick action on signing this legislation, which recognizes the importance of Native Americans to our history and culture," said Rep. Baca. "It is critical we honor the contributions of Native Americans and ensure all Americans are properly educated on their heritage and many achievements."
The Native American Heritage Day Bill encourages Americans of all backgrounds to observe Friday, November 28, as Native American Heritage Day, through appropriate ceremonies and activities. It also encourages public elementary and secondary schools to enhance student understanding of Native Americans by providing classroom instruction focusing on their history, achievements, and contributions. As a state Assemblyman, Rep. Baca introduced the legislation that established the fourth Friday of September as Native American Day in California – which became state law in 1998.
H.J. Res. 62 was originally passed by the House of Representatives on November 13, 2007. The bill was passed with technical adjustments by unanimous consent in the U.S. Senate on September 22, 2008. Then, on September 26, 2008, the House of Representatives unanimously voted to pass the legislation again, this time including the adjustments from the Senate. The legislation was signed into public law by the President on October 8, 2008.
"This law will help to preserve the great history and legacy of Native Americans," added Rep. Baca. "Native Americans and their ancestors have played a vital role in the formation of our nation. They have fought with valor and died in every American war dating back to the Revolutionary War, and deserve this special acknowledgement."
"Since my time in the California State Legislature, I have fought to ensure Native Americans receive the recognition they deserve," continued Rep. Baca. "After introducing the legislation that established Native American Day in California, I am proud to have introduced and passed the legislation that creates a national day of recognition. I thank my good friend James Ramos, now Chairman of the San Manuel Band of Mission Indians, for standing with me from the beginning on this long journey to ensure the contributions of Native Americans are recognized and appreciated by all."
This is an excerpt taken from Russell Mean's site:
Recently there seems to be a push by non-Natives to establish what is "politically correct" in addressing or speaking about us. We must not allow this special way of identifying those among us who are still nationally intact to be diminished by anyone jumping on their bandwagon, especially if your own bandwagon is missing a couple of wheels and lying off in the ditch. Ask yourself a few questions.
Do I live, reside, hold land or have the right to do so on my own tribal land base?
Do I live and conduct myself according to the laws, bylaws, rules and regulations of the governing entity of my own tribe?
Am I a member in full accordance with my tribal community's standards of membership?
Do I speak or at least try to maintain and learn the language of my tribal ancestors?
If any of the answers to these questions are no, then chances are my friend, you shouldn't be referring to yourself as "First Nation" anything.
This is not a case of politically correct cuteness, this is the sovereignty, not a toy or plaything for you to meddle with.
Just leave it alone.
Our history is too full of the special important things of our Native existence being taken from us.
Just leave it alone.
Most of our land, our languages, our culture and our history, not to mention our elders, our children and our women who have been hurt and disrespected for far too long.
Enough is enough.
Just leave it alone.
I am a half-breed of many nations, registered and identify the most with Tlingit. However, my own people, until recently, have not wanted to accept me as I am so many tribes, pass for white and am two-spirited. My heart has always been native, as my Tlingit grandmother taught me to be proud of my heritage and never forget where I come from. Therefore I acknowledge all that I am; Tlingit, Aleut, Athabaskan, Cherokee, Irish, German and Russian. However, I will always be native in my heart.
The words I read above are distressing to me, mostly because being mix-blood I have no ground to stand on. In what I read above, I find no room for mixed-bloods and find it to be buying into the institutionalized racism that we inherited, like blood quantum levels. How can we be united when you do not allow for those of us lost to urban areas to come back or mixed-bloods to find out who we are by coming home, finding our culture and moving beyond all that has been forced upon us.
I pass as white to most white people because they do not know what to look for, but when I am around my people you can see the physical characteristics of my heritage. I use this to open doors my darker skinned brothers and sister cannot open and I will continue to do so until the day I take my journey to the other side. I respectfully ask you to consider how the above is exclusive to mixed-bloods, urban Indians and two-spirits, who used to hold a place of honor in most cultures, that would love nothing more than to come home, learn the language and culture of our ancestors. I hope for us to move past the forced institutionalized racism/genocide/sexism and every other kind of ism/ist/cide that has plagued us since colonialism.
Gunalcheesh (thank you),
Redwolf walks with water
All my life, I've had to listen to rhetoric about the United States being a model of freedom and democracy, the most uniquely enlightened and humanitarian country in history, a "nation of laws" which, unlike others, has never pursued policies of conquest and aggression. I'm sure you've heard it before. It's official "truth" in the United States. It's what is taught to schoolchildren, and it's the line peddled to the general public. Well, I've got a hot news flash for everyone here. It's a lie. The whole thing’s a lie, and it always has been. Leaving aside the obvious points which could be raised to disprove it by blacks and Chicanos and Asian immigrants right here in North America - not to mention the Mexicans, the Nicaraguans, the Guatemalans, the Puerto Ricans, the Hawaiians, the Filipinos, the Samoans, the Tammaros of Guam, the Marshall Islanders, the Koreans, the Vietnamese, the Cubans, the Dominicans, the Grenadans, the Libyans, the Panamanians, the Iraqis, and a few dozen other peoples out there who've suffered American invasions and occupations first hand - there is a little matter of genocide that's got to be taken into account right here at home. I'm talking about the genocide which has been perpetrated against American Indians, a genocide that began the instant the first of Europe's boat people washed up on the beach of turtle Island, a genocide that's continuing right now, at this moment. Against Indians there is not a law the United States hasn't broken, not a crime against humanity it hasn't committed, and it's still going on.
American Indian Movement (AIM)
October 12, 1992
change is constant. it's easy to forget that, to ignore it because at times it is subtle, imperceptible. but it is there and one day we wake up and realize that our lives are more challenging than it used to be, it's a struggle to get up in the morning, pour the coffee and say i love to to another and believe it when they say it back.
this is because change is a death. a death of the old to be reborn into the new and it's hard to say goodbye to what used to work, what has been for many years. but as humans we are adaptable, this is how we have survived throughout the years and hope is our tunnel out.
to lose hope, faith and the belief that everything is going to be alright is the hardest, most difficult mountain to climb. yet there are times in our lives where it is necessary to lose it, so that when we find it, it is new, different and changed. our faith is somehow stronger than it ever has been and the people we have in our lives support the new way of walking in the world.
there are those of us who may not find hope, faith again. this possibly is a sacrifice their spirit may have made to show the rest of us what can happen when we give up. it may be that they will find hope, faith again over time, longer than it takes some of us. it is a lesson we can all grab a hold of.
4 years ago i had a relationship end after 8.5 years. devastation reigned, loss of hope, faith and good will eventually took over. and things kept happening to compound the situation. finding people dying on the street, moving more than i care to count, losing everything i owned, getting into massive amounts of debt from the breakup (i'm still digging myself out of that one), realizing i had few friends and they deemed me as strong enough to handle it on my own, not capable of falling apart, my injury getting worse and worse and worse to the point it is now. i lost my hope, my faith and my belief that creator will provide what i need when i need it and my back will and has always been covered.
i believed with my whole heart that which i never believed as a child, i deserved not only everything that was happening but much, much worse. i was the piece of shit the world revolved around and poor, poor, poor me. my spirit broke in a way i had never experienced and said i would never allow, even through all i went through as a child. this is the hardest to forgive of myself.
i always had an optimism that never failed, an outlook that no matter what happened, not only was it supposed to happen, but that there was a larger lesson attached. i lost that belief and just about every belief i had throughout my life. i believed all i was ever told about myself that was designed to break my spirit and i wallowed in it, reveled in the pain it caused and expected it to get worse every day and eventually looked forward to marking how that happened so i could use it to further break my spirit.
something shifted with this injury. maybe it was the last straw, maybe it was designed to show me how i was living and believing that i was not only worthless, but the worst piece of shit on the planet. i could spend all day theorizing why and not just experiencing it, so i will do my best to let that go and just experience how it is changing.
cause it is changing, morphing into something else, causing me to pause, reassess and look with reborn eyes because that is what change does. i always knew exactly who i was, how i was to walk in this world as a half-breed with male and female in one body, shifting constantly from masculine to feminine, owl eyes to see the world in the darkest moments while turning my head all the way around to see what was behind me, wolf sense of community and creating bonds and an elephant memory. i carried that with me no matter what, but did it as a defense not as a gift.
i have always been indian in my spirit, my eyes, my heart. the white side did not exist for me and i did everything in my power to deny it. the feminine was a curse i was born with and didn't belong and i struggled to cast it aside so i could fit in. i listened to those around me that said i must chose either indian or white, masculine or feminine. but that is not me, i am both and i am both for a reason.
learning to accept that is my struggle, i believe my pain is the root cause of me not accepting all that i am. the crossroads of cultures and gender. by denying ourselves who we are, we buy into the internalized racism, sexism, homophobia, classicist and every other ist/ism and phobia out there. it is slapping creator in the face to not accept the gifts we were given.
one of the gifts i carry is words; the way i write, how i phrase, wrap and craft the written and spoken word to say exactly what i mean. i lost that voice for almost 8 years, unable to literally speak by constantly getting laryngitis and unable to write even a paragraph because the thoughts of, who do you think you are and who wants to hear what you have to say and no one will read it anyway, got in the way. i still hear them, i now believe everyone does, even those i look up to.
so where does that leave me? right in the middle of change because change is constant and i carry owl medicine which means i will go through little deaths or major deaths my whole life...
i have a nephew born this morning at 12:34am, 7 pounds 2 oz. Brady Joseph Rainwater.
this makes 5 nephews and 4 nieces to date and the baby brothers haven't even started having kids yet, not to mention one of my other sisters is currently preggers...
If you haven’t already heard, Paula Gunn Allen died in May. Her daughter, Lauralee Brown, would like to have a memorial on Oct. 25th but needs help. I’m putting a call out to anyone and everyone who would like to help put this memorial together. So far, Jewelle Gomez, Cherie Moraga and Chrystos are all interested in attending and honoring Paula.
We are working on a space, but may need help finding a new one if we cannot get the one we asked for. We will have an altar, food, if appropriate the two-spirit drum, speakers, and performers (if the space is big enough).
We need help with the following:
Volunteers day of the event
More will be revealed as we plan the event
If you are unfamiliar with Paula, please read about her at the following links:
http://www. nativewiki. org/Paula_Gunn_Allen
http://www. paulagunnallen. net/
http://voices. cla. umn. edu/vg/Bios/entries/allen_paula_gunn. html
Paula was a two-spirit mixed-blood who changed the way native literature was read and help found native studies in the U.S. Her work changed the visibility of native writers, how our work is read and how native history and culture is taught in academia.
Thanks and I look forward to hearing from folks.
Redwolf Walks with Water