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Idle No More in Seattle, a Documentary

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A group of filmmakers has created a short documentary about an Idle No More rally that took placeon December 29. The clip was directed by Dave Wilson, a music-video director who has worked with Brother Ali, Frank Ocean, Atmosphere, Yelawolf, and ...

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GWDF2 D11b 'Fact: Death and worse, Living Hell, are all to us that aren't waging all-out war for our survival, we next....

'Fact: Death and worse, Living Hell, are all to us that aren't waging all-out war for our survival, we next 200 billion children, Bangladeshis, Maldivians, Athabascans, Indigenous Alaskans....' Loving Bangladeshis-Next 200 billion-Athabascans...

GWDF2 D11b It's the Trumann Show for we Bangladeshis, Indigenous Alaskans, 200 billion kids.... We haven't a friend in the world

http://youtu.be/VkR_FJoXVas

Rough transcript, with corrections and additions:

GWDF2 D11b It's the Trumann Show for we Bangladeshis, Indigenous Alaskans, 200 billion kids.... We haven't a friend in the world.

Yes, exceptions include Diane Wilson, Liz Hourican, Daniel McGowan, Tim DeChristopher, WV Tree Sitters, Sea Shepherds, the 1% of Greenpeace that the rest live off of....  Oh, and Jim Hansen, boarderline, but he's in.  Hmmm.  Let's say there are another 100, none of whom I know, cuz I've just named all the ones I know, or know of.  That's about 34 people out of 7 billion.  The exception proves the existence of the rule.

Yesterday was a very important day for us; clarifying in a devastatingly important way.  There are many movies that have each of them revealed a piece of reality to us that have been spoken of here.  One that's never been spoken of, and never has been deeply thought of by us, is the Jim Carey movie where it turns out that from birth he was the captive of a television program. 

But, writ large he was a captive of the status quo.  Everyone was enormously pleasant.  Do you remember.  They were enormously pleasant to him.  They were his friends, right?  They thought they were his friends, until he began to wake up to what was going on and began to reject the status quo.  At that point all of them but one learned that they were not really his friend.  They were friend only to themselves and to their status quo.  That’s not demeaning.  You can take issue with what I said, but you should do so on the merits. 

Clearly they learned, as did he, they weren’t his friends.  They were friends to themselves and to the status quo.  This is not a slander.  It is an observation.

Well, it's only a movie.  Come on, please.  Our art, great and mediocre, is our window on ourselves.  We can't be selective about that.  Oh, we can be.  Intellectually, with intellectual honesty, we can't be selective about that.  We didn’t run howling from the theater about that, ‘Oh, what an absurdity.  This is so silly!’  No, we were glued to it because we sensed the truth of that.

But only this morning does it come into my mind – we’ve harbored the illusion, I, and Start Loving Bangladeshis Maldivians, Athabascans Indigenous Alaskans next 200 billion children.  That's my name now.  That's how I identify myself.  That's what I identify myself with.  We harbored the illusion we had friends. 

And I, this cell of my larger body here, I do have friends – Cathy, Start Caring, and members of Start Caring’s clan. 

But we, we haven’t a friend in the world.  We have lots of smiling faces.  We have a city here in DC full of people weeping crocodile tears over the horrors that will befall us, and that do things that have some remote possibility of helping us, microscopically - when it's convenient for them, and when their sponsors approve, and when it's within a risk factor, at a cost factor that they're comfortable with, oh, the wright from their comfortable offices, and they blog to the adulation of their equally impotent, if smiling friends….

But, are they our friends?  We're dying.  The world is at war on us.  War does not require forethought. War does not require malice.  The world is at war on us.  The world is destroying us.  Utterly, truly destroying us. 

It's no less deadly in the malice, or intent. It's no less deadly, it's no less cruel.  It's no less torturous.  Maybe more so because there's no justice.  And there is less hope of stopping it because it's unseen, it's normal - status quo; it is the way things are - right center and left. It’s us.

What a huge gift yesterday was.  Sweet, dear Dr. Cardile who may not have been involved in this at all - in this specific event where two city of DC psychologists come to interview me yesterday.  Nice people themselves.  Smiling, pleasant, genuine nice intentions in their heart.  But what we had been seeing is, they’re not our friends; they’re the friends of the status quo.  That doesn't say they’re mean.  It doesn't say there've of mal intent, it doesn't say the manipulative. They’re hypocrites.  That’s a diagnosis; that was Jesus number one diagnosis for us - the one that concerned him the most.  Hypocrisy is when one lies to oneself first.  And they lie to themselves first; they say to themselves they care about Loving.

Well in that Jim Carey movie - all the people around him cared about him; until the situation was such that they needed to make a choice between him and the comfort of their own deadly status quo, and it was no choice.  That’s not a friend.  That’s not a slander, to those people in the movie, or in my life; or in our life.  At some level they have a right to choose who will be their friends; who they will ally with.  And I certainly have the right and the duty, according to people like Jesus, to discern between who is truly a friend and who's not. 

And we don't have a friend in the world.  The dark skinned people in this country back in and before the 1960s, 1950s… didn’t have a friend in the world.  Oh, they had lots of people that were nice to them, some horrible, but many were nice to them, including the plantation owners, the slave masters.  But they didn't have a friend in the world.  Young Egyptians up until two years ago didn't have a friend in the world.  The women without the right to vote in this country until roughly 1918 didn't have a friend in the world. 

All of these groups had ‘potential’ friends, by the thousands, millions, billions in some cases.  But they weren’t friends of the until those who were the least of these began to be friends to themselves, and to stand up unviolently, in the most powerful cases.  Young people in Egypt beginning to stand up for themselves.  The individual dark skinned people in the 20s, 30s, 40s… beginning to stand up for themselves - simply to be what a human being should be, and being willing to pay the price for and paying the price for that.  Alice Paul and her sisters standing up for themselves, willing to pay the price for doing so.  At that time, people that had been friends in name only, some began to learn they were true friends; some began to become true friends.

The Indigenous Americans in this country have been rolling over and dying without any form of significant resistance, of hopeful resistance, for hundreds of years.  For all i know same with the Bangladeshis, same with the Maldivians. 

Same with the children of today under the age of 16 or so.  Their older brothers and sisters aren’t standing up for them against environmental Armageddon. (Uh, no.  Standing up looks like Tahrir Square, Tiennamen Square, the Freedom Riders, my father’s generation in WWII….).  Their mothers fathers aren’t standing up for them. They don't have a friend in the world.

God knows the bloggers and auth-whores in the so called environmental movement, they’re not standing up for them.  They’re living off of them.  This is not a slander.  It's not mean.  It doesn't accuse of forethought.  They don't have bloody fangs. But, they’re parasites. They’re not putting their body in the way for these people.  They’re living off of them; are making a living off of them.  If we if we extend out the trend lines 10,000 years they will have done not a lick of good for the next hundred billion children, we Maldivians, we Bangladeshis, Athabascans, Indigenous Alaskans. 

We have not a friend in the world. 

And until we start standing up and paying the price for ourselves, this not going to change.

And if we do it, it will start to change.  And onlookers, one by one, with start to become True friends

Let it begin with me.

 

GWDF2 Day 4 - $240 not $311 ton The frickin Docs won't talk straight to us

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wDIK_LR2MOQ

Rush transcript -

Day 4 - The frickin Docs won't talk straight to us. $240 not $311 ton 

I'm pretty outraged.  Partly at myself.  About a week ago I saw a global warming article, one of the hundreds of titles I cull through everyday.  I came onto an article and had a euphoric sense of reaching a  point of clarity; a kind of clarity you need if your kid is deathly ill and you can't get straight answers. 

I recalled finding it in a major IEA article; if that wasn't it it was climate progress. Actually, it was a report on Nicholas Stern’s study at climate progress.  Stern talked about $84 a ton in damage being done by a ton of carbon so I quickly calculated 3.67, which I believe is how much CO2 is generated by burning a ton of carbon, and came up with $311 per ton, which I now see, is wrong.  It would be incorrect, it would be inverse, it would be more like $20 per ton of carbon.  I haven't delved back into the article; I haven't yet done the digging to figure out what the actual, a reasonable estimate of the actual damage done by burning at ton of carbon.  If I recall correctly, if we put more than half a trillion tons of CO2 in the atmosphere between, well, ever, any in this next century, we go over 1.5° C.  May be less than half a trillion tons, which is roughly what we have up there already of CO2 from us this last 30 years, primarily.

So half a trillion tons of CO2 divided by 3.67 would give us the number of tons of carbon that we can still burn.   Methane, natural gas, that has to be added to the story.  And that divided into 20%, conservatively that we will destroy, into 20% the value of the world for the next 2000 generations we are ruining, how many quadrillion dollars is that, would tell us the cost of burning at ton of coal or oil.  What's that, $1000, $10,000 a ton?   Now that I ball-park figured it out, try and work that out yourself.  If I live long enough; if I remain cognitively functioning long enough which am wondering about, my typing skills have just totally bombed, and to make a mistake like this above, a miscalculation a week ago… the fatigue of years without a break, the stress, the anemia, the calorie deficit….

But you know what? I'm not the Dr.'s.  But I am what our doctors are not.  I'm a parent, a Bangladeshi father; and the father of a daughter in 2050 looking at what our visionless, imaginationless, gutless, cowardly, intelligentsia have done to my daughter, and I've beamed back to 2012 simply with the ability to put my body in the way.  And because the doctors won’t give a straight answer, won’t give us actionable information - what has to be done by when - as they would if they saw this as their own children; without question as they would demand if they saw this as their own children….

I'm not complaining, but I'm furious. I'm furious at myself. I'm furious at the insanity of the left, of the intelligentsia, that they think they own this problem, they think they have the right to being respected, to be listened to; to people being patient with them…. I, John Q Bangladeshi father; I John Q multibillion father of upcoming generations; I'm John Q Athabascan father; I’m John Q native Alaskan father; I'm John Q father of 2050 girl….  You, the ‘Doctors’ on the left might want me to be patient but God dammit I'll not be. I'll do what I can to do your job of getting actionable information and yes I'll screw up that more and more as my body breaks down.  But you'll not stop me from trying. God damn you.  Romm, McKibben, not so much Brown and Mann, Hansen, they seem to be doing their best.  God damn Climate Progress.org, American Progress.org.  It’s not American progress, it’s a frickin club. Just try leaving a comment that they don't find pleasant, that they don't find agreeable, that actually wants some answers. They won’t get published on their blog.

My sense of it is that it was the intelligentsia on the left that was guillotined in the French Revolution – ‘Left them eat cake.’

So the best I know now is - I don't know what the price per ton is, what the cost to the future of each ton burned is, and I'll probably try and figure it out dammit. I didn't need another thing to do.

But for now, I'm back at the $240 ton of carbon which is what the economists calculate is needed to bend the emissions curve down 6% per year starting now; 6% from the current projection as I understand it, to keep this under 1.5° C.  And that I consider bedrock - 1.5° C.  I consider it bedrock of my stand, of the stand you should make.  Look at the Copenhagen Diagnosis, Google it.  That was put together for the Copenhagen climate conference in large part, as I understand it, was put together by in part the island nations, the developing nations. But unless I'm wildly incorrect it's the best statement so far, which I may be wildly incorrect on this, if what Romm said in “Hell and High Water,” before he kowtowed to the powers that be, when a blind man could have seen we wouldn’t get a climate agreement in Copenhagen, same with McKibben, not so much Mann and Hansen. Brown essentially has caved with his, ‘wartime speed, oh, call your congressman…’ for six years now. ‘Oh,’ says Brown,’ ‘well I feel encouraged how things are going,’ he says. I don't think… I don't think he's a Bangladeshi father, or an Athabascan father, or an indigenous Alaskan father, or the father of 2050 daughter.  I know he’s not. I know he is more of a human than that.  He wouldn't keep putting out these mealymouthed prescriptions if it were his family.  But it is mine; John Q.

GWDF2 Day 4 - Extreme Emergency. Help me. GW's Death Fast

Day 4 - Extreme Emergency. Help me. GW's Death Fast

http://youtu.be/zxsvAaky_Kg

Rush transcript: 

 

Day 4 - GW's Death Fast  Extreme Emergency

I don't know if I heard this properly, but what I think I understand is that, an extreme financial emergency has arisen, which I may or may not be in a position to cover.

Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, your only hope.  You remember how we ran laughing out of the theater with that line, how ludicrous, how ridiculous.  That's not how it happens, one man.  Oh so silly.

No sillier than one ignition system is the difference between someone getting to the hospital on time in  an ambulance or dying in an immobile ambulance.  Never think that a committed individual can’t change the world. It is the only thing that ever has.  A fire starts with a match. Maybe one match lights another. Maybe one match lights a candle.  I hope I’m that match because I don't see any others, no discredit to  anyone else, no credit to me.  That's the physics of it. I hope I'm one of millions of matches but I don't see another one. 

My entire life, my entire adulthood has been based on running toward collapsing organizations while everyone else was running out, and if I thought the situation was savable, finding just one or two or three, at most four others, that whether or not they realized it were yearning for the fire that I could help ignite in them.  Everything was there in them, they just needed a little extra heat, a little extra imagination, a little extra help with the vision.  And repeatedly throughout my adulthood I've been associated with miracles through that process. 

So I've been at this, joyfully giving every breath for humanity, for about a dozen years now. It's been for the last eight months, only within the last eight months have I seen a candle ready to be lit.  Everything there already, smoldering, and that’s the young man that I spoke of yesterday, planetary spring at gmail dot com. 

If I understand correctly what I heard last night, what always happens in every unviolent revolution, what always happens in every unviolent revolution, our dearest loved ones are the first ones to split away from us.  Usually it's temporary; agonizing years, but almost always it’s temporary.  I'm thinking of maybe the greatest activist of the last 2/3 of the 20th century, Dave Dellinger, went to Yale, his father was in  charge of Republicans in Boston, was a prominent lawyer, and before Dave graduated Yale he had left, lived among the homeless at the time of the depression I think, out in the fields, in the camps, not as a do-gooder, but as a brother.  He became one of them; he became aware he was one of them and they of him; not a dime in his pocket, and that ended his relationship with his father.  Until years later, on his  deathbed, or at the time of his dying, when his dad was dying, his dad said, ‘Dave you were right.  I'm so proud of you.’ 

It always happens when the revolution starts, a nonviolent revolution. Stressors – split folks apart. It's because someone saw, became part of the new paradigm.  So, like their dearest loved ones are going to ‘get it,’ at the same time?  No.  They’re the least likely because their dearest loved ones feel the most threatened; threatened for fear for their loved one, threatened for an unrecognized fear of their own paradigm being threatened, their own status quo being threatened. 

If I understand correctly this one bright hope that I’ve seen, this one bright hope for humanity as the creator is my witness, as Luke Skywalker was the only hope, as Neo was the only hope, this young friend is the only hope that I see on earth right now; as a match, as a candle I see the only hope to ignite others. 

And if I understand correctly one of his dearest loved ones who bless their hearts have been financially backing him, backed out, out of fear for this young friend; out of a difference of vision. 

Last I knew this young friend was leaving on a mission he conceived of, to travel the country via bus to rally people to come on waves of hunger strike, to DC, end of this year.  Nothing short of that will save we canaries in the coal mine in which you live; we Bangladeshis, we indigenous Alaskans, we indigenous Canadians from Athabasca, we of the island nations like the Maldives. 

And I didn't see it till yesterday or the day before - we are your canaries in the coal mine, earth, that you live in.  If you don't stop the killing of us with your burning of coal and oil and natural gas you will have killed your children and grandchildren.  If you let we canaries die in the coal mine, then the same process that killed the canary first, will kill you.  I didn't see that that's exactly what we are - we are your canaries in the coal mine. I being a Bangladeshis, an Athabascan, an indigenous Alaskan, a Maldivian. 

The last I knew this young man's plans were to be on a bus traveling to the most promising parts of the country, where evidence of humanity taking a stand against environmental Armageddon was already in some evidence. 

Now it may be that what I understand was that he thought he had his funding enough to get solar panels for the work that I do, and that that funding is no longer available.  As I reported yesterday, it may be that for some reason I don't understand, the solar panel that I have is working properly.  Now I should know conclusively today or tomorrow. 

In any case, if I'm understanding correctly, everything I have is now at this young friend's disposal.  Within hours of understanding more clearly, the solar battery that I've been praying for, saving for for years I’ve had for two weeks now.   It can be on eBay in a matter of hours and get probably $200.  If the solar panel in fact is working, it can be on eBay within hours and fetch $200 I’ll guess. 

I have three or four friends, not acquaintances, friends.   A friend is one who will take a bullet for you, unconditionally, and when she heard yesterday that the work I do was in dire need of a solar panel, within hours sufficient funds were in my checking account.  Breathtaking goodness.  Breathtaking goodness.  Unless I hear from her immediately those funds will be available to this young friend.  I see no hope beside this young friend’s mission.

Did I say the mission will succeed?  Did I say I'm a fool, an idiot?  I'm not God.  But I have, through no credit to me, what we are number one dying for, and as I've often said, I thought the number one thing was heart, was courage; and I'm now realizing that number is the number one thing we’re dying from is a failure of imagination, a fundamental profound failure of imagination.  And mine is working fine.  This failure of imagination is most dire, most pronounced relative to environmental Armageddon, environmental holocaust due to the continued no charge dumping of all future killing fossil fuel emissions.  A fundamental failure of imagination, fundamental failure of vision. 

This young friend is evidencing some of the necessary vision.  Make no mistake, I take no responsibility for this young man as the hope that he represents.  I saw it the first time we had a serious conversation, maybe it was the first time we met, I don't recall.  It was on or about New Year's Eve of 2011 in McPherson Square Park where we spoke for an hour so.  Trained in environmental science, a heart that’s is the product of heartbreak, hardships, the immense love of a father, and the immense love of a mother.  I’ve simply been the sunshine to this rare and promising young tree.  Planetary spring at Gmail dot com.   

I urge anyone with a heart, anyone with any young people that they love, to get in contact with planetary spring at Gmail dot com - the subject line should speak of financial assistance.  And inquire as to what financial assistance is required.

If my beloved friend that provided funding yesterday for new solar panels objects to me diverting it to this young man's work I need to hear that right away.  Otherwise young friend, everything that I have except for my laptop, except for the Wi-Fi, is available for immediate liquidation.  And the funds that I was given yesterday may be available as well. 

If you understand what's at stake young friend you will not let pride, discomfort, you will not let anything come in the way of accessing those funds.

You need to be strong.

Day 3. Death Fast: Internal Bleeding? Neo? Luke? Resurrection?

The doc's guess as to the cause of the anemia is internal bleeding.  I don't recall her going further in her speculation.  Maybe she mentioned intestine.  I'm guessing stomach.   Decades ago I didn't know how to manage my stress levels sufficiently and, well, I know what ulcers feel like, at least, what some ulcers feel like, and a stress stomach.  And that isn't what this feels like.  But maybe I don't know what three, 40-50 day, water only within 15 months, induced ulcers of the stomach or intestine feel like.  But my body is saying she is correct.  Parts of the day things feel fine.  Other times my stomach just aches, like someone punched it, or, like it was wounded, bleeding.  It is not excruciating.  It is disturbing, and distracting, and an unhappy experience. My work doesn't need this right now.  And more and more, extreme fatigue, for now apparent reason.

Last 39 days without water there were periods of very large bowel movement, but without taking food.  I thought, that's odd.  The cells that accumulated from bleeding maybe?

Last night, my beloved colleague came by.  Before the Death Fast began he had brought his sleeping bag, tarp, mat, and at times slept at the signs in front of the embassy where I am near 24/7.  We can't communicate, I being among the millions that are walking dead now due to the no-charge dumping of future destroying, our homeland destroying, Bangladesh destroying carbon emissions waste.  He seemed to understand, and respect that the dead and the living can't communicate.

He lives as a person should, out of his need, not his greed, out of his Love, not his Lust, with the exception of his smoking, killing himself; in a pretty radical life of voluntary service, thus far.  I've never seen his like before. A God-send?

He seemed to understand that the only thing we walking dead from countless places like Bangladesh, Athabasca, Indigenous Alaska, Maldives... can see or hear, is facts, life and death Truths:  the fact that folks that could resurrect us before it is too late are finally assembling to make a stand, or not.  The fact that folks that could resurrect us before it is too late are still in the thinking and talking stage, or have shifted into the Loving stage - 40 ARE, or ARE by xyz date, putting and keeping our bodies, our lives, all that we are and have in the way, until the resurrection of you millions, and our 200 billion occurs, or not.  Not 'maybe.'  But unmistakably, 'failure is not an option,' John Q. .  'We know that you, our canaries in the coal mine where we all live, are just the first of us to go.'  40 that are irrevocably, unshakably committed to stand until the legislation is passed, and unmistakably, unquestionably implemented in such a way that it will not and cannot fail... that is all that we walking dead can see or hear; be it in a month, 3 months, 3 years....  Sorry, everything else is final death for us.  You can understand.  Can't you?

If I, Loving, as a Bangladeshi father, an Athabascan Father... see that, or hear and believe that the fact of those 40 has been achieved, even if not yet assembled, then I might be allowed to leave my state of death, this Death Fast, and become #41 alongside them.  There are other ways besides mine now, the Death Fast, to 'die' for a cause, to joyfully give all, everything, totally, for a cause.  40 keeping their bodies physically in the way in waves of to death's door hunger strikes, rebuild, regroup, restart... until the evil is replaced with sanity, that too is a way of 'dying' for a cause, giving all, with Joy and Love.  In the face of this insanity, by the way, they would not stay 40.  If they really stood, they would become the 1000, the 1 million, the 1 billion....  And then the future of Humanity is resurrected from Plan A-rmageddon, status quo, business as usual.

Can my beloved colleague play a role in this?  Could Neo?  Could Luke?  Yes, he's the one.  Are there 40 in the world, INSHE warriors in waiting, in the US, or who will come to the US, in time, not already so sub-humanized by our toxic culture, that they could respond to his brilliant goodness, his example, his wisdom, his humanity, his knowledge, his heroic focus..., and to this greatest Hell every to face humanity?  Probably not. 

However, Necessity is the mother of all Miracles.  "Example is not the major thing in influencing people.  It is the only thing." (Schweitzer).  Sometimes when we devote everything we are, every breath, even unto death, sometimes the Creator steps in beside us, and Miracles happen.  All human progress has been thus.  Miracles never happen without this, but with it?  Sometimes.

Speaking of breathtaking goodness, you should have seen him last night.  Breathtaking.  As we were sitting there on the sidewalk an extraordinarily hostile, mean, large, drunk, expensively dressed mid-30ish, big white guy came by, towering over us, saw the 'till enough are seen dying for it, co2 won't stop' signs, and with disdain, threats, hostility, aggression... began spewing at us.  That he would be physically violent too was far from out of the question.  My friend, reflexively (I being dead already I couldn't speak or react), my friend:  zero evidence of any fear; returned zero but Love, tough Love, brotherhood, intelligence, calm, peace, acceptance, forgiveness....  Gandhi would have glowed, beamed.

URGENT NEEDS:

1. URGENT.  Someone needs to take 1 or both of my sleep mats to where there is a bathtub so they can see where the leeks are. I have a patch kit.  These literally make my work survivable, including being my shade from the otherwise killing sun on the sidewalk, and my rest at night.  This is quite dire.  The new one, the leak is slow enough so far that I can use it; the orange one, worthless, until patched.  If someone comes by to do this, to act, to follow thru, I can hear that, and make available to them what they need.  Best, by far, is if first the orange can be fixed and returned to me - takes a day for the patch to dry and be tested; and then the black/greenish one.  These, and all I have will be available for liquidation or use by the next INSHEs after I pass on, after I pass over.

2.  URGENT:  My work needs, the bodies in the way need, on the sidewalk in front of the Embassy, to have electricity.  I'm in possession as of last week, finally, of a solar battery now; but so far, it seems that the solar panel I have, for 3 years now, is not working.  The $319 solar battery is not returnable, it seems.  After I pass on, this will remain, if we get it functioning now, an invaluable tool for the work of any INSHE warriors that emerge. The packaging is being held by my brothers at Firehook Bakery, 4th and D, so it could be sold on ebay easily.  By Tuesday I expect to have the situation finally diagnosed, including the price of the absolutely lowest cost panel to do the job, if required.  I'm in communication with a solar engineer that I think will help me find the cheapest, regardless of how rube-Goldberg.   Probably between $100 and $350.  If someone(s) wish to donate funds for this, I'll be able to hear that.  The packaging could be kept for that too, and sold on ebay for 70% of the original price, after my passing, if no INSHE's emerge that need it.  The funds can be placed in my hand, or arrangements can be made to place them in my PNC checking account, easily.

Indigenous communities help prevent deforestation better than conservation Women News Network

Indigenous communities help prevent deforestation better than conservation

Women News Network - ‎Mar 16, 2012‎

Their coordinated care with the land helps prevent deforestation. Image: Ferrari/LPFN (WNN/LPFN) GLOBAL: Two peer-reviewed studies published recently by the Center for International Forestry Research (CIFOR) and the World Bank show that strict ...

Indigenous Alaskans Reveal New Face of Climate Change planetsave.com

http://planetsave.com/2011/09/13/indigenous-alaskans-reveal-new-face-of-climate-change/

Indigenous Alaskans Reveal New Face of Climate Change

planetsave.com

The United States Geological Survey coordinated interviews with Yup'ik hunters and elders in the villages of St. Mary's and Pitka's Point, Alaska, in an effort to allow personal interviews the chance to shed light on the impact of climate change.

Emergency ‘Call to Action to Protect Earth’ by UN, Pope, Scientists and Indigenous « eNewsChannels

http://enewschannels.com/2011/06/03/enc13216_164921.php

Emergency 'Call to Action to Protect Earth' by UN, Pope, Scientists and Indigenous « eNewsChannels

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Emergency 'Call to Action to Protect Earth' by UN, Pope, Scientists and Indigenous,Olympic skier Suzy Chaffee, united nations, UN,eNewsChannels,Business, Entertainment and Technology News,business entertainment and technology news articles opinion and commentary,Neotrope News Network, Torrance, Cali

Brazil, After a Long Battle, Approves an Amazon Dam www.nytimes.com

WHAT HATH MAN WROUGH http://www.nytimes.com/2011/06/02/world/americas/02brazil.html

Brazil, After a Long Battle, Approves an Amazon Dam

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Brazil's environmental agency approved a hydroelectric power plant that had been opposed by environmentalists fearful of the fate of indigenous people.