Funny Stuff

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When NASA was preparing
for the Apollo project,
they did some
astronaut training on
a Navajo Indian reservation.
One day,
a Navajo elder and his son
were herding sheep
and came across the space crew.
The old man,
who only spoke Navajo,
asked a question,
which his son translated.
"What are the guys
in the big suits doing?"
A member of the crew
said they were practicing for
their trip to the moon.
The old man got really excited
and asked
if he could send
a message to the moon
with the astronauts.
Recognizing a promotional opportunity
for the spin-doctors,
the NASA folks
found a tape recorder.
After the old man
recorded his message,
they asked the son to translate.
He refused.
So the NASA reps
brought the tape
to the reservation,
where the rest of the tribe
listened and laughed,
but refused to translate
the elder's message
to the moon.
Finally,
NASA called in
an official government translator.
He reported that
the moon message said,
"Watch out for these guys;
they've come to steal your land."

Skateboard "Petroglyph"
&
animated "Shield"
RT Computer Graphics

Wide Open Spaces
Music and Lyrics by: Keith Secola

....Anyways, there was
this radio show,
and the talk show host
of the call in radio program
kept saying over the airwaves,
"I'm sick and tired of people
trespassing on my land, havin'
no respect 4 my fences,
disrespecting my signs,
I'm sick and tired."
So I calls him up
and get over the airwaves
of the talk show call in
radio program and I say,
"What do you mean
your fences,
what do you mean
your signs"
I says, "Did you know
that you could go a mile
above the earth
and look down
upon the earth,
you won't see your fences,
you won't see your signs.
In fact, you can go to the moon
and look down
upon the earth,
still won't see your fences.
You might see
the wall of China,
you might see
the L.A. aqueducts,
but those aren't your fences.
If you can't see your fences,
how do you know
it's your land?
Silence
Followed by pontification.
He says "What's the matter man,
are you some kind of Commie?
This here's America,
land of the Atlanta Braves,
home of the
Washington Redskins.
Red, white and blue,
America,
and if you don't like it
here in America,
why don't you just
get back to
where you came from."
So I did.
I camped out in his back yard. ...

Three Indian women died
and were brought before the Creator
for judgment.
Creator said,
"I will let you into the Spirit World if
the beliefs you lived by were proper.
Tell me what you believed
when you were alive."
The Lakota woman said,
"I have always believed in
the Grandfathers and
the Generations,
and that is how I lived my life."
"Fine," said Creator.
"You may enter and sit on my left.
"What did you believe?"
he asked of the Arapaho woman.
"I have always believed in Goodness,
and I have tried to live my life
in a good way."
"Fine! You may also enter
and sit on my right."
Then he turned to the third woman, a Navajo.
"And what do you believe?"
The Navajo woman said,
"I believe you're sitting in my chair ! "

Don't get mad at ME;
I first heard this story told
by a Cherokee woman,
who said the Cherokee wanted the seat.
And, when I moved to New Mexico,
a Diné woman told me a Navajo version.
I think men in every
culture,
clan,
nation
and race
think their own women
r more snotty than other women,
cuz they have to LIVE with their own women.
All that meek,
submissive,
passive
stuff they think they see
on the "outside"
is all a bunch of hooie.
Women r just people...