"High school boys marching against women's reproductive rights taunting an older man who is there to bring to light missing and murdered indigenous women. Is this what all that money for a catholic education pays for?"
-- Hannah Balaban, FB
-- Hannah Balaban, FB
The white, entitled, God-fearing Catholic teen boys from Covington Catholic High School in Park Hills, Ky., surrounded the Native Americans, shouting, "Build that wall! Build that wall!"
64-year-old Vietnam War veteran Nathan Phillips was walking near the Lincoln Memorial in DC, pounding on his drum and singing a native song with his group who were participating in the Indigenous Peoples March. The boys, in DC to show support for the anti-abortion group March for Life, were wearing Trump's red badge of courage, the red "Make America Great Again" hats. Emboldened by their numbers and the President's recent go-to words for mocking Senator Elizabeth Warren's claim to NA roots, and knowing God was on their side, blocked their retreat. One, his smug smirk now living in infamy forever, faced down Phillips and wouldn't let him pass.
I know if that privileged and feeling entitled punk had pulled that shit with me he would have found himself on the ground, that smile replaced with a painful grimace-- if he was still conscious.
I know, not very pacific on my part, but I'm from the Billy Jack school of confrontation and have a long way to go to reach Nathan Phillips level of consciousness. But I will start with a prayer, that the smug punk's life goes downhill from there.
What? Not the right kind of prayer? Sorry, but it's at least a start. Hey, maybe the priests at the school will get through to him and "change his life forever," you know, like in the movies. Yeah, maybe.
For those who think prayer isn't enough, you can petition the President to "stop racism against Native Americans" here. And good luck with that approach, too.
64-year-old Vietnam War veteran Nathan Phillips was walking near the Lincoln Memorial in DC, pounding on his drum and singing a native song with his group who were participating in the Indigenous Peoples March. The boys, in DC to show support for the anti-abortion group March for Life, were wearing Trump's red badge of courage, the red "Make America Great Again" hats. Emboldened by their numbers and the President's recent go-to words for mocking Senator Elizabeth Warren's claim to NA roots, and knowing God was on their side, blocked their retreat. One, his smug smirk now living in infamy forever, faced down Phillips and wouldn't let him pass.
I know if that privileged and feeling entitled punk had pulled that shit with me he would have found himself on the ground, that smile replaced with a painful grimace-- if he was still conscious.
I know, not very pacific on my part, but I'm from the Billy Jack school of confrontation and have a long way to go to reach Nathan Phillips level of consciousness. But I will start with a prayer, that the smug punk's life goes downhill from there.
What? Not the right kind of prayer? Sorry, but it's at least a start. Hey, maybe the priests at the school will get through to him and "change his life forever," you know, like in the movies. Yeah, maybe.
For those who think prayer isn't enough, you can petition the President to "stop racism against Native Americans" here. And good luck with that approach, too.
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