You Know, People Speak In Poetry All

It Was So Quiet, A Reservation Kind Of Quiet, Where You Can Hear Somebody Drinking Whiskey On The Rocks Three Miles Away.

I Write In Blood Because I Remember What It Felt Like To Bleed.

It Sucks To Be Poor, And It Sucks To Feel That You Somehow Deserve To Be Poor. You Start Believing That You're Poor Because You're Stupid And Ugly. And Then You Start Believing That You're Stupid And Ugly Because You're Indian. And Because You're Indian You Start Believing You're Destined To Be Poor. It's An Ugly Circle And There's Nothing You Can Do About It.

My Only Purpose Is To Teach Children To Rebel Against Authority Figures.

When Are We Left-wingers Going To Learn That We Are Losing The Cultural And Political Battle With Conservatives Because We Are Fractured Into Narcissistic Special-interest Groups? Why Should An Antiwar Protestor Be So Concerned About Her Dietary Identity? The Political Opinions Of Vegetarians And Meat-eaters Are, After All, Equally Important. And What Does It Tell Us About Vegetarians That It Would Never Occur To Meat-eaters To Carry A Sign That Reads "pacifist Pork Chop Lover For Peace" Or "backyard Rib Barbecuer For International Nuclear Disarmament"?