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Latest podcast episodes about Shoshone

Dr. History's Tales of the Old West

The Great Shoshone Nation ranged from Wyoming to Boise to Salt Lake and included Ute, Gosuit, Piute, Hopi, Comanche, Kiowa and the Aztec.They were hunters and gatherers, expert at basketry. Food included wild game and insects. Rabbit drives were for the skins which were used for clothing, blankets and saddle blankets. Tattooing and earrings were common. Horses were traded to the Shoshone by the Comanche and Kiowa and were considered the best horses. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Dr. History's Tales of the Old West

While picking berries, she was captured by Assiniboine raiders, dreaded enemy of the Shoshone. She was taken to Northeastern Montana. Given to a warrior as a second wife, she found the first wife intended to kill her, so she planned her escape. She hid in a hole in a riverbank for three days, then made her way over 1200 miles back to her family on the Raft River. She was the mother of Chief Pocatello. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

BGMania: A Video Game Music Podcast
Emotions of Sadness, Part 3

BGMania: A Video Game Music Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later May 7, 2025 167:42


Episode #370 of BGMania: A Video Game Music Podcast. Today on the show, Bryan and Bedroth from RPGera dive into our first ever Part 3 with a topic very near and dear to Bryan's heart... Emotions of Sadness! Email the show at bgmaniapodcast@gmail.com with requests for upcoming episodes, questions, feedback, comments, concerns, or whatever you want! Special thanks to our Executive Producers: Jexak, Xancu, & Jeff. EPISODE PLAYLIST AND CREDITS His Theme from Undertale [Toby Fox, 2015] She from Arise: A Simple Story [David Garcia Diaz, 2019] Ol' Shoshone from Firewatch [Chris Remo, 2016] A Full Life from Before Your Eyes [Oliver Lewin & Dillon Terry, 2021] Podium Theme from Ferrari Grand Prix Challenge [Neil Baldwin, 1992] To the Stars from Prune [Kyle Preston, 2015] Sorrowful Tazmily from Mother 3 [Shogo Sakai, 2006] We Remember from Halo: Reach [Martin O'Donnell & Michael Salvatori, 2010] Drifting Soul from Xenoblade Chronicles 2 [ACE feat. Jen Bird, 2017] I Will Protect You -Reload- from Persona 3 Reload [Shoji Meguro/Atsushi Kitajoh, 2024] Coin of Fate from Final Fantasy VI [Nobuo Uematsu, 1994] DG "sadness" from Unlimited: SaGa [Masashi Hamauzu, 2002] Bound by Fate from Chrono Cross [Yasunori Mitsuda, 1999] What Will You Leave Behind -End Titles- from Spiritfarer [Max LL feat. Maude Plante-Husaruk, 2020] SUPPORT US Patreon: https://patreon.com/rpgera Thanks to our Patrons: Jexak, Xancu, Prof-Jeff, and Adam CONTACT US Website: https://rpgera.com Discord: https://discord.gg/cC73Heu Twitch: https://twitch.tv/therpgera Twitter: https://twitter.com/OriginalLDG Instagram: https://instagram.com/bryan.ldg/ Facebook: https://facebook.com/leveldowngaming RPGERA PODCAST NETWORK Very Good Music: A VGM Podcast Listening Religiously

Southern Alberta Council on Public Affairs (SACPA)
Why will your food prices remain elevated? With Derek Melting Tallow

Southern Alberta Council on Public Affairs (SACPA)

Play Episode Listen Later May 6, 2025 60:28


Since 2017, the Secure Your Food Program (SYF) has known that food prices will rise due to systemic issues. Other contributing factors such as history, war, climate change, etc., will also keep prices elevated for the foreseeable future. SYF can confidently summarize for you and your family why this is happening and why it's important to prepare during these volatile times. SYF works at all levels of society to improve food security. Food security is your access to nutritious foods to support healthy living. SYF employs sustainable and mitigative food security solutions for individuals, families, large groups, and municipalities. The Secure Your Food Program is consulted on growing projects, designs food systems, advises on food initiatives, collaborates with local groups, advocates for vulnerable populations, and participates in academic and community research, all focused on food. Due to its wide range of activities and sought after solutions, the Secure Your Food program is transitioning to a Not-for-Profit society in 2025. The program was so successful that it has grown from a plan to a myriad of options to increase food security. Speaker: Derek Melting Tallow, Program Director of Secure Your Food (SYF) Program. Derek Melting Tallow grew up in Raymond and is ½ Blood, ¼ Shoshone, and ¼ Navajo First Nations. Derek graduated from Raymond High School and then attended the University of Lethbridge (BA - 2010) and developed an interest in public health and disaster management. Derek completed his Social Work Diploma (2017) at Mount Royal University and is a regular presenter at the IFW's Joint World Congress on social work, social policy, and education. The presenting topic is social work and disaster management, of which Secure Your Food (SYF) was created using these perspectives. Secure Your Food was created as a sample program to address food insecurity while Derek performed his final social work practicum at the City of Lethbridge's Community Social Development.

What’s Treading with Tire Review
Can Pirelli's Scorpion XTM AT Performance Handle Death Valley's Toughest Terrain?

What’s Treading with Tire Review

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 22, 2025 8:54


Ever wonder what happens when you take a tire from Pirelli, a brand best known for race tires, and throw it into some of the toughest terrain on the planet? Well, I got the chance to find out. I took the Pirelli Scorpion XTM AT for a spin in Death Valley, and this tire had to prove its performance in some of the harshest conditions out there.Real-World Testing in Death ValleyWe didn't stick to any easy, man-made trails (unless you count the road, I suppose). Nope. We put rubber to sand dunes, rocky roads, and everything in between. From Red Rock Canyon to Shoshone and the Badwater Basin – we took the Scorpion XTM AT tire through it all. The ground was tough, the heat was cranked up to 100°F, and the terrain was unforgiving. This was no vacation drive – this was real-world, all-terrain testing.Pirelli Scorpion XTM AT performance: The TreadWhen you first look at the Scorpion XTM AT, you're sure to notice its bold, aggressive tread pattern. It's a sign that this tire is built for traction and stability, especially when you're airing down to handle deep sand or rocky trails. I had the chance to test it out in a Ford Bronco Heritage Edition, a Jeep Wrangler, and a Rivian R1T. Each one performed impressively, but it was the sand where this tire really stood out. The traction felt solid, and I never felt like I was losing control, even in the deepest dunes.Real On-Road PerformanceThis tire was built for the wild outdoors, but I was still surprised by how well it handled on the pavement. It was quieter than I expected for an aggressive off-road tire. I was impressed with how it performed on the road, even after putting it through some of the roughest off-road conditions.The EV Version: Pirelli Scorpion XTM AT performancePirelli also developed a separate EV version featuring the company's "Elect" symbol. It's designed to reduce rolling resistance. That means better range for your EV, so you don't have to compromise off-road capability for efficiency. And both versions are built with chip-and-chunk resistance, so they'll last longer, no matter where you drive.Off-Road Guidance from Emily MillerWe didn't just test this tire on our own. We had some serious off-road expertise from Emily Miller, founder of the Rebelle Rally, helping us navigate the trails. Emily's been behind the wheel of some of the toughest vehicles out there, so I was thankful to have her in my ear for this one! Tire Review: www.tirereview.com Hunter Engineering: www.hunter.com

Tunes from Turtle Island
Tunes from Turtle Island S06E15

Tunes from Turtle Island

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 11, 2025 113:28


Pop, Dance, Traditional, Rock, Punk, Folk, R'n'B, Country, Roots, Lofi, Hip Hop, Folk Metal, and Indie from the music makers of the Mohawk, Anishinaabe, Paiute, Shoshone, Atikamekw, Ojibway, Metis, Cree, Dakelh, Pueblo, Nisenan, Innu, Inuit, Mi'kmaq, Salish, BlackFoot, Navajo, and Dakota nations. Brought to you by Tunes From Turtle Island and Pantheon Podcasts. If you like the music you hear, go out and buy/stream some of it. :) All these artists need your support. Tracks on this week's show are: Shawnee Kish - Pray For Me Boogey The Beat - Mino Bimaadiziwin Indian City - Road To Redemption Dead Pioneers - The Caucasity Tanaya Winder - Maybe Regis Niquay - Mantolok Uncle Trent and Friends & Ashley Ghostkeeper - You're The Reason Fayth & MR.SUGA & J-Rez - Mercy Brandi Vezina - Country Glam Kyle McKearney - Used To Know EarthXStar & EarthChild & Simbiyez Wilson - Up and Away Darrian Gerard - Two Tickets Joy Zickau & Jacqueline Wilson - Everglades III. Lake Okeechobee Shawn Who & Little Bear Singers & Thomas X - Still Here Divide and Disolve - Grief Sage Cornelius - The Devil Went Down To Georgia Native Mafia Family - MOVES Jens Kleist & Ivaana - Sumut Darksiderz & CGK - Colours In The Dark Cali Los Mikyo - Invoice The Uhmazing & Antoinex - shina nova Kolby white & 601 - Fade Away Cherokee Social - Hookup Culture Nechochwen - Precipiece Of Stone Hotel Mira - Right Back Where I Was Jeremy Dallas - His Name Is Jake Foreshadow - Take 'Em Back Def-i & Phillipdrummond - Wormhole Project BC - God Of Everything D.M. Lafortune - Letter From San Francisco Nambi & Aspects - The Road Memory Milk - Rubbles And Remains All songs on this podcast are owned by the artist(s) and are used for educational purposes only. All songs can be found for purchase or streaming wherever you get your great music. Please pick up these amazing tracks and support these artists. More info on the show here

A Scary State
Ep.199 Legends and Loss in Wyoming

A Scary State

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 9, 2025 71:41


Love the show? Have any thoughts? Click here to let us know!In the vast, windswept wilds of Wyoming, stories echo across time—some whispered in ancient legend, others carried in the cold silence of unsolved crimes. Long before these modern tragedies, the Indigenous Shoshone people spoke of the Nimerigar, a race of tiny, fierce warrior people said to dwell in the mountains and caves of the region. Lauren explores the possibility that ancient folklore and modern fear intersect in the same haunted landscape. But that's not the only mystery buried in the Basin. Kenzie dives into the chilling mystery of the Great Basin Murders, a string of unsolved homicides that have haunted law enforcement for decades. Women found along remote stretches of highway, their identities unknown, their lives forgotten—until now. We are doing something new and special for this case and covering it across multiple episodes because it spans multiple states! Join us as we explore what links—if any—exist between myth and mystery, and uncover the unsettling stories that make Wyoming's Great Basin a place where history never stays buried.--Follow us on Social Media and find out how to support A Scary State by clicking on our Link Tree: https://instabio.cc/4050223uxWQAl--Have a scary tale or listener story of your own? Send us an email to ascarystatepodcast@gmail.com! We can't wait to read it!--Thinking of starting a podcast? Thinking about using Buzzsprout for that? Well use our link to let Buzzsprout know we sent you and get a $20 Amazon gift card if you sign up for a paid plan!https://www.buzzsprout.com/?referrer_id=1722892--Works cited!https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Dq_0tJvFgEFuU1ZpZQ3E_LcuLc-RrTML8fSt9ILWb6k/edit?usp=sharing --Intro and outro music thanks to Kevin MacLeod. You can visit his site here: http://incompetech.com/. Which is where we found our music!

Native America Calling - The Electronic Talking Circle
Friday, March 21, 2025 – Native Playlist: Morgan Toney, Tanaya Winder, and The Reztones

Native America Calling - The Electronic Talking Circle

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 21, 2025 58:57


Mi'kmaq fiddler and songwriter Morgan Toney's brand new album hopes to Heal The Divide for listeners. Shoshone poet and writer Tanaya Winder is releasing her first album of music, Call Back Your Heart, soon. And Navajo-fronted Tucson band The Reztones are bringing their high energy psychobilly sound on the road in their home state of Arizona and packing songs from their latest album, Chest Full of Arrows. We'll add these artists to our Native Playlist and hear samples of their work.

Native America Calling
Friday, March 21, 2025 – Native Playlist: Morgan Toney, Tanaya Winder, and The Reztones

Native America Calling

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 21, 2025 58:57


Mi'kmaq fiddler and songwriter Morgan Toney's brand new album hopes to Heal The Divide for listeners. Shoshone poet and writer Tanaya Winder is releasing her first album of music, Call Back Your Heart, soon. And Navajo-fronted Tucson band The Reztones are bringing their high energy psychobilly sound on the road in their home state of Arizona and packing songs from their latest album, Chest Full of Arrows. We'll add these artists to our Native Playlist and hear samples of their work.

KPCW This Green Earth
This Green Earth | March 11, 2025

KPCW This Green Earth

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 11, 2025 48:48


Darren Parry, former chairman for the Northwestern Band of the Shoshone Nation, highlights the deep connection between Shoshone people and the land and shares how traditional practices reflect sustainability and environmental stewardship.Then, conservation biologist and author Thor Hanson shares ways in which to see nature through a different lens, providing a new perspective on its many wonders, in his new book "Close to Home."

Indianz.Com
Donna Thompson / Shoshone-Bannock Tribes

Indianz.Com

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 25, 2025 4:42


House Committee on Appropriations Subcommittee on Interior, Environment, and Related Agencies Date: Tuesday, February 25, 2025 – 9:30 AM Location: Capitol Complex, 2008 RHOB, Washington, DC, 20515, USA WITNESSES Panel one Donna Thompson Vice-Chair Fort Hall Business Council of the Shoshone-Bannock Tribes Chief Allen Chairman Coeur d'Alene Tribe Panel two Stacy Shepherd Executive Officer of Member Services Choctaw Nation of Oklahoma Audrey Lee Second Chief Sac and Fox Nation Mike Natchees Councilman Ute Indian Tribe Panel three Kirk Francis Chief Penobscot Indian Nation Corey Hinton Citizen Passamaquoddy Tribe Brian Harris Chief Catawba Nation John Johnson President Lac du Flambeau Band of Lake Superior Chippewa Indians Panel four Kathleen Wooden Knife President Rosebud Sioux Tribe Frank Star Comes Out President Oglala Sioux Tribe Panel five Ryman Lebeau Chairman Cheyenne River Sioux Tribe Janet Alkire Chairwoman Standing Rock Sioux Tribe Panel six Steven Orihuela Chairman Bishop Paiute Tribe Charles Martin Chairman Morongo Band of Mission Indians Erica Pinto Chairwoman Jamul Indian Village Cecilia Flores Tribal Council Chairwoman Alabama-Coushatta Tribe More on Indianz.Com: https://indianz.com/News/2025/02/24/video-american-indian-and-alaska-native-public-witness-hearing-day-1-morning-session/

Open Spaces
Federal worker layoffs, a new dino, and more...

Open Spaces

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 21, 2025 51:16


This week on Open Spaces, Wyoming Public Radio asked our listeners to share with us how they're impacted by the latest orders by the Trump administration. Messages streamed in. We'll hear from a few of those. It's been three years since the war in Ukraine started. We check in with a Laramie pediatrician who has gone to the country three times. Paleontologists discovered the fossils of the oldest known dinosaur in North America outside of Dubois. It's also the first dino to be named in Shoshone. And we'll have an update on the legislature with the Cheyenne Roundup. Those stories and more.

Tunes from Turtle Island
Tunes from Turtle Island S06E08

Tunes from Turtle Island

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 21, 2025 60:30


Hip Hop, R'n'B, Punk, Dubstep, Industrial, Roots, Experimental, Dance from musicians from the Shoshone, Tl'esqox, Yaqui, Comanche, Uto-Azteca, Huron-Wendat, Ojibwe, Cree, Cherokee, Tłı̨chǫ, and O'odham nations. Brought to you by Tunes From Turtle Island and Pantheon Podcasts. If you like the music you hear, go out and buy/stream some of it. :) All these artists need your support. Tracks on this week's show are: Pj Vegas & Tippie - Heart Is Cold Aspects - Way It Is Fight The Future - Stuck In Stages Eadse & Sensei H - I'll Keep Dreaming Gdubz & Tripzy Leary - Abduction Nige B & Dubbygotbars - Morning Drive Native Pool Boy - little Rez riding hood Mitchell Makoons - Aint No Sunshine Divide And Disolve - Provenance K.A.S.P. & Syheim & J Thorn - Rose From Concrete Digawolf - Trapline Los 400 Conejos Ebrios - Febrero Shibastik - Trailbreaker Illiyah Rose - Lost Angel Aakil MCX - Feathers Up Tomahawk Bang - Firekeeper All songs on this podcast are owned by the artist(s) and are used for educational purposes only. All songs can be found for purchase or streaming wherever you get your great music. Please pick up these amazing tracks and support these artists. More info on the show here.

Tunes from Turtle Island
Tunes from Turtle Island S06E06

Tunes from Turtle Island

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 6, 2025 89:49


Rockabilly, Country, Blues, Alt Rock, Hip Hop, Indie, R'n'B, Powwow, Pop, Mi'kmaq Fiddle and Techno from members of the Ojibwe, Cree, Shoshone, Métis, Mohawk, Innu, Mi'kmaq, Nations. Brought to you by Tunes From Turtle Island and Pantheon Podcasts. If you like the music you hear, go out and buy/stream some of it. :) All these artists need your support. Tracks on this week's show are: Kootenay & Co. ft Trent Agecoutay - Too Deadly For Me Don Amero - Break The Glass Jarrid Lee - One Less Face ???? Whisperhawk - Handle With Care Crystal Shawanda - Would You Know Love Troy Junker & JustMay - Higher And Higher Hotel Mira - Making Progress Jessa Sky - SIPPIN' Shimun - Mastel peik nikamun Donny Lee - You Never Came Home Kaydance - Take Care Julian Taylor & Jim Cuddy - Tulsa Time Morgan Toney - Pjil'sa Piskwa Tracy Bone - The Takeaway Sage Hills - Chicken Dance Sister Ray - Believer Natasha Fisher - Another Stranger Chelsie Young & Darryl Anderson - I Still Love You Sara Kae - One Good Reason Andre Simon - Neshtesh Brose ft Maxwell - Bizzness Yellowwolf - All I Know IDK Jason Benoit - Pretty Little Missy Yung Wunda - Shifter All songs on this podcast are owned by the artist(s) and are used for educational purposes only. All songs can be found for purchase or streaming wherever you get your great music. Please pick up these amazing tracks and support these artists. More info on the show here.

The Magic Valley Prepcast
1/31/2025 - Uneven Bars

The Magic Valley Prepcast

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 1, 2025 38:27


On this week's episode of the Magic Valley Prepcast, Scott Burton and Brandon Baney highlight a buzzer-beating jumper from Shoshone's Kevin Juarez, and a signature win for Dietrich's girls over Carey.The Magic Valley Prepcast is available on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts, and wherever else you listen to podcasts.Follow our Magic Valley Prepcast team on Twitter: @idahosports, @brandon_baneyLike our Facebook pageFor more Idaho high school sports coverage, visit www.idahosports.comSubscribe to our YouTube channel

Mormon Stories - LDS
American Primeval and the Mountain Meadows Massacre - Mormon Historians React | Ep. 1983

Mormon Stories - LDS

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 14, 2025 120:59


January 9 saw the release of a new Netflix series, American Primeval, set in the context of mid-19th-century Utah. Though the series is fictionalized, many of the events and peoples depicted are real, including the Utah War, the Mountain Meadows Massacre, the Mormon settlers, and the Shoshone, Ute, and Paiute Indians. Historians Barbara Jones Brown and Darren Parry join host John Dehlin for this live podcast to answer viewer's questions about which aspects of the series are factual and which are historical fiction. Barbara is co-author of Vengeance Is Mine: The Mountain Meadows Massacre and Its Aftermath, and Darren is the author of The Bear River Massacre: A Shoshone History. Barbara and Darren offer a unique perspective because they are not only historians of this time period in Utah, they are direct descendants of peoples depicted in the mini-series--Darren is Northwestern Shoshone, and Barbara is a descendant of perpetrators of the horrific massacre at Mountain Meadows. Show Notes YouTube Mormon Stories Thanks Our Generous Donors! Help us continue to deliver quality content by becoming a donor today: One-time or recurring donation through Donorbox Support us on Patreon PayPal Venmo Our Platforms: YouTube Patreon Spotify Apple Podcasts Contact us:MormonStories@gmail.comPO Box 171085, Salt Lake City, UT 84117 Social Media: Insta: @mormstories TikTok: @mormonstoriespodcast Join the Discord

The Observatory | Discovery of Consciousness & Awareness
Revisiting The Bear River Massacre with Darren Parry | “History Is Only Written by the Victors”

The Observatory | Discovery of Consciousness & Awareness

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 9, 2025 68:05


In this episode we had the opportunity to sit down with Darren Parry, the former chairman/chief of the North Western Shoshone tribe.  He shared with us a story that was both tragic and hopeful at the same time. The story of Bear River Massacre, from the perspective of those who suffered that day.  Brigham Young and the Latter-Day Saint movement led many people to Western North America, where the Shoshones helped them with foraging and many other necessary survival skills. All was well until resources started becoming more scarce, which led to more and more discontent between the Indians and the settlers. Timestamps:What former chairman means [1:54]How large the tribe is today [6:34]Setting the groundwork for this story [11:06]Complaining about the Indians and arrest warrants for the chiefs, and the massacre [17:49]Darren's grandparents and passing down the story [29:34]Our relationship with Mother Earth [40:05]Restoring the natural state of things [42:42]Telling the Shoshone story and the story of the land [47:08]Let's not turn this into a “You owe me” type thing, but see the positives [57:24]Reach out to Darren [61:53]Notable quotes:“What may have started as a battle, and when I think of a battle in my mind, I think of two equal groups, fighting it out, and what may have started equal after 10-15 minutes, quickly turned into indiscriminate killing of men, women, and children. My grandmother told me many times that our people were being slaughtered like wild rabbits. Men, women, and children were being butchered left and right.” [24:39] Relevant Links:https://x.com/shoshonelderboaogoi.orgSubscribe to the podcast: Apple Podcast

Reality Redemption
254. The Downwinders

Reality Redemption

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 22, 2024 46:39


Send us a text Kingman Arizona's Cullin Patillo joins us to talk about The Downwinders and the effects it took on his family and the community around him after the nuclear testing outside Las Vegas from 1952 to 1962. The Downwinders were individuals exposed to radioactive fallout from nuclear testing conducted by the United States government at the Nevada Test Site (NTS) in the 1950s and 1960s. The term "Downwinders" refers to people living in areas downwind of the NTS, primarily in Nevada, Utah, and Arizona.## Exposure and Health Effects1. **Radioactive Fallout**: The nuclear tests released radioactive materials, including iodine-131, cesium-137, and strontium-90, into the atmosphere.2. **Exposure**: Downwinders were exposed to these radioactive materials through various pathways, including inhalation, ingestion of contaminated food and water, and skin contact.3. **Health Effects**: Exposure to radioactive fallout has been linked to increased risks of various health problems, including cancer (e.g., leukemia, thyroid cancer), thyroid disease, and other radiogenic diseases.## Affected Areas and Populations1. **Nevada**: The NTS is located in southern Nevada, and many residents were exposed to radioactive fallout.2. **Utah**: The state of Utah was heavily affected, particularly the southwestern region, including the cities of St. George and Cedar City.3. **Arizona**: Northern Arizona, including the Navajo Nation, was also impacted by radioactive fallout.4. **Native American Communities**: Many Native American communities, including the Navajo, Paiute, and Shoshone, were exposed to radioactive fallout, which had significant health and cultural impacts.## Government Response and Compensation1. **Initial Secrecy**: The U.S. government initially kept the nuclear testing program and its health risks secret from the public.2. **Radiation Exposure Compensation Program (RECP)**: Established in 1990, the RECP provides compensation to individuals who were exposed to radioactive fallout and developed certain cancers or other radiogenic diseases.3. **Downwinders' Fight for Justice**: Many Downwinders and their families have fought for recognition, compensation, and justice, citing the government's failure to protect them from the harmful effects of nuclear testing.Follow us at Reality Redemption on Facebook, Instagram, Threads and Tik Tok

Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers
sid sibo & The Scent of Distant Family

Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 5, 2024 35:44


Living just west of the Continental Divide, in the traditional homeland of Shoshone and Bannock peoples, sid sibo has won the Neltje Blanchan Memorial Writing Award, and has work selected for the Best Small Fictions 2022 anthology, along with excerpts highlighted in the craft book Reader Centered Writing. Bison Books published a debut novel, The Scent of Distant Family, in 2024. Published stories can be found in the charity anthology Maine Character Energy, honoring victims of the 2023 mass shooting in Maine, as well as Fourth River (Tributaries), The Hopper, Orca, The Literary Hatchet, Cutthroat, Cardinal Sins and Brilliant Flash Fiction, among others. Positive news about people and planet can be found on the Acoustic Burro blog at sidsibo.com.   Intro Music by Moby Gratis: https://mobygratis.com/ Outro Music by Dan-o-Songs: https://danosongs.com/ Host Mark Stevens www.writermarkstevens.com   Watch these interviews on YouTube (and subscribe)! https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLBP81nfbKnDRjs-Nar9LNe20138AiPyP8&si=yl_seG5S4soyk216

Oral Arguments for the Court of Appeals for the Ninth Circuit
Shoshone-Bannock Tribes of the Fort Hall Reservati v. USDOI

Oral Arguments for the Court of Appeals for the Ninth Circuit

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 21, 2024 54:22


Shoshone-Bannock Tribes of the Fort Hall Reservati v. USDOI

ExplicitNovels
Cáel and the Manhattan Amazons: Part 19

ExplicitNovels

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 19, 2024


Being known by the company you keep. In 25 parts, edited from the works of FinalStand. Listen and subscribe to the ► Podcast at Connected.. “Life exists in both seconds and years. Don't ignore one for the other.” I would like to thank the phone operator and Chief of the Burnham, Illinois Police Department for answering my questions, despite their bizarre nature. (Monday Night) I should have known to not have too good a time. My karma was wacky enough as it was. It was about to get worse in a way I should have foreseen. Ain't hindsight grand? Inside of five seconds I knew how much sharing Libra and Brooke did; a lot. On the plus side, it gave me some wiggle room with Libra where sex with Brooke was concerned. On the super-plus side, Brooke was looking forward to ratcheting up our sex play. I took her to Libra's experiences with all the extra bells and whistles. In this case it meant adding a blindfold and ball-gag to the hand restraints. Brooke handed me a high level of trust unexpected at this early moment in our sexcapade. With a quick empathic insight, I pulled her ball-gag down as her orgasm erupted. She rejoiced in the sound of her rapture echoing around my bedroom. I deceived her into her next climax by whispering a promise to release her then hammering her instead. The whole specter of powerlessness tore her up inside. Best of all, even as she spasmed beneath me, I released her cuffs then pulled up her mask. Her fingernails dug into my trapezius muscles. For over a minute, she clung to me with a deep hunger to feel my heat and sweat against her body. "My turn," she rasped. I pressed my shoulders and head up so I could look into her eyes. She was waiting for this opportunity since she'd talked with Libra. Without question, she'd never been tied down before, or tied a man down and had her way with him. She'd manipulated men most of her life; that was old hat. This was primal, physical and forbidden. She was taking complete control of my person. God, I thought she'd orgasmed when she finished cuffing me to the headboard. Taunting, teasing and hot body contact followed as she put the ball-gag in. Sizzling lips sealed my fate as the blindfold was slipped in place. Having invested so much time using all my senses soaking up the hungry beast that Brooke possessed right beneath her urbane surface, losing my eyesight wasn't a major drawback. For Brooke, this had all the benefits of anonymous sex in a blacked-out room with the bonus of her having the lights on for her use alone. My bet was she had studied stuff on-line. From being sure she wasn't going to have sex with me when she first met, she had graduated to running naked across my living room for what turned out to be lemon slices. The 'fumph' of the Nerf gun made me assume Timothy shot her in the ass as she raced into my room. By the yip from Brooke, I knew Timothy's aim remained frighteningly accurate. Lemon juice and cuts don't mix, or, Brooke enjoyed watching my body jolt as said juice interacted with said 'workplace' mistakes. Was I angry? Nah. Every hiss of pain was followed by lavished kisses, licks and hair lashings. I loved her long black hair draped over my body, flicked around whisk-like and tickling my nose. Brooke was learning my keystone technique; figure out what your partner wants and give them a quick sample. Don't use any one thing too much; make it a treat and they'll appreciate the taste they get even more. When Brooke finally sated us both, it was my turn again. We talked a while. She invited me to a friend's place in the Hamptons which suggested to me the destination was more than some made-up place on TV. I promised to think about it. Brooke took that to mean she needed to work harder to convince me. I honestly had little desire to be trotted around as Brooke's boy toy. Hoping that wouldn't be the case relied a lot on faith. I wasn't sure what I would have in common with any of that crowd, which guided me back to being a stuck up snob for treating a people as a social class and not as human beings. I took out my social anxiety on Brooke. Poor girl; three holes, ten positions and I'm not sure how many times I took her from frenzied peak to frenzied peak. All I knew was when she'd passed all points of previous primeval ecstasy, I finally released her. Brooke curled into a semi-fetal ball and began burrowing into me. "Happy?" I asked as I stroked her sweat-drenched hair. She nodded happily against my chest. "Are you glad you came over?" I continued. Brooke bit me because she knew I was teasing her. "Ow," I grumbled. "I think we have a misunderstanding who is whose sex toy here." "Do I need to bite you again?" Brooke mumbled into my chest. "Point taken," I conceded. Brooke snuggled in even tighter. We wrestled out of bed, stumbled into the shower and took some time off with Timothy. He looked at us and smirked. "Cáel is going to be my boyfriend," Brooke tossed out there. Huh? "What in God's green earth makes you want to do that?" Timothy chuckled. "He's been there when I needed him. Cáel is a real man and it has taken me having a really tough spill to realize that it doesn't matter which alumni your Daddy belongs to, but what you put on the line for your friends that really matters," Brooke enlightened us both. "Seriously Dude," Timothy looked at me with pity. "Cut down on the awesome dicking until somehow polygamy becomes legal," he added, but then, "Brooke, you know he's seeing about a dozen different ladies, right?" "Cáel is looking for a serious relationship," Brooke insisted. Timothy chortled because he knew the likelihood of me settling down was right up there with us sharing a White Christmas in the Bahamas. "Let's go back to bed, Babe," I redirected things to safer waters. "It is your turn to be on top." Brooke, wearing one of my fresh t-shirts and nothing else, hopped off the sofa and let me lead her back to the bedroom for another round of 'not thinking about any other part of my screwed up life except the beautiful woman with me right now' sex. Twenty minutes later, Brooke had encased me in her wanton elixirs, was gyrating her hips as she stroked me inside her snatch while keeping me bound, blind and muffled. My phone rang. "Should I get that?" Brooke teased me. She moved enough to seize my cellular device. "The number is unlisted," she mused. "Who could it be?" I gave a muffled response. She removed the ball-gag enough for me to speak. "Work," I repeated. "It might be work. I'm on-call 24/7." "Damn," Brooke undoubtedly pouted (still blindfolded). She answered the call then placed the phone to my ear. "Cáel, a Security Detail detachment is on their way to your quarters as we speak. You will recognized the code they will use," Katrina's icy calm voice informed me. "Katrina, what is wrong?" I inquired. Normally, I wouldn't get an answer. Katrina's tone made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. "There has been an incident at your Father's home in Chicago. We do not have clear intelligence at this time. I may have more when you get in," she related. "Understood," I replied. My passionate storm abated and I felt empty inside. Dad. "Cáel?" Brooke sounded worried. "We need to get dressed," I murmured. I had to let Timothy know something was truly wrong. I needed to get Brooke home safely. I; I needed to know more than I did right then. Brooke uncuffed me quickly. I barely had my boxers on when there was a light series of raps on the door. I sprang up, opened my bedroom door, surprising Odette. She must have come back to work a few minutes earlier and was unwinding with some low-volume TV and some sofa time. Timothy was asleep already. "Odette, go back to Timothy's room and warn him something bad may have happened. Go!" I warned. Odette scampered back. Brooke was at my back, trying to move into the main room. "Brooke, stay here. If something unusual happens, hide in the bedroom and don't come out until the police get here. Do you understand?" I met her confusion with an iron stare. She nodded. There was another, more insistent, rapping at my apartment door. I crept up to the portal and gave a counter-knock. "Crab Fisher-woman," a female voice said from the other side. "My Father's Sister," I responded. It was an imperfect code, but effective given the circumstances. I double checked through the spy hole, unlocked the door and let three SD Amazons inside. How bad was it? I doubted these ladies would know more than I did. In Hittite, she said; "Ishara," the leader said, "we have orders to escort you to Havenstone immediately." They weren't blindly expecting me to follow instructions. They had a directive they were following to the best of their ability. In Hittite, she said; “ Will a team be watching my domicile?" I asked. The leader nodded. "We need to take a female I have been with tonight to her dwelling before going on to Havenstone." The SD team leader nodded again. There was no condescension, or argument. They were following orders as if it was my right to issue them. That was how bad things were. Time to get back to English. "Brooke, finish getting dressed. I'm taking you home," I called out. Quite frankly, along with my desire to see Brooke back home safely was my instinct to not split up my guardians. Better a longer trip than two smaller, more vulnerable groups. I was in the process of getting dressed in the living room when Timothy and Odette came out. "Bro?" Timothy asked. "My Father's home was attacked. I have no other details right now," I explained with a sinking feeling in my heart. Timothy read my soul, came up and engulfed me in his mighty arms. Odette added herself to the heart-felt love-pile. "Do you want me to take Odette and head back to Queens for a while?" Timothy asked. He sensed we had limited time. "They," and by 'they' he knew I meant Havenstone, "will have a team watching this place. There are not enough resources to go back and forth to work. I wish I could tell what would keep you safe, but I don't know anymore." "We'll stay put," Timothy declared. Odette nodded. "We'll be here for you when you get back. If any of these psycho-broads want to stop by from time to time, I won't say no." I shot a look to the security team leader and she gave a curt 'okay'. "You'll need an overnight bag!" Odette squeaked. Off she went. Brooke finished getting dressed and came to my side. To your average Lothario, what she did might seem odd. To me, it was the normal refrain; Brooke shoved her panties into my jean's pocket. That was a not so subtle 'Call Me' for when I got back. "Three minutes, Ish; Cáel," the leader updated me. My amateur guess was this was the team from across the street. They had back-up vehicles and personnel streaking down from Havenstone to provide extra security for my move. "Velma," she gave me her name. A quick description was in order. The three Amazons all had Bluetooth devices, shooting glasses and steel-gray long coats that had to be uncomfortable in this upper seventies evening heat. Underneath, they had on light ballistic body armor on their torsos, arms, and legs. Even their dull grey, all-terrain boots looked armored. They had a hip holstered sidearm, most likely a back-up pistol at the small of their backs and a deadly blade, or three. Their main deterrence was their H and K UMP 40 caliber; my second favorite Amazon killing device. Timothy snuck off to get my toiletries, returning around the same time Odette trundled out with an overnight (or three) bag. There was a final round of hugs then Velma indicated it was time to leave. The fourth member of the team was stationed at the top of the third floor stairs. That gave her a good view of my hallway as well as the passage going up and down. Two SD's to the front, Velma and the fourth watching our backs and Brooke caught between giddy and freaking terrified. Things got even more exciting when we hit the bottom of the stairs. Two more ladies were waiting. They put a trench coat on Brooke and she nearly collapsed. The freed up Amazon took my bag while the second put a trench coat on me. I grunted as well. This bitch had to weigh 25 kg. That was some serious ballistic and blast protection. The closest newcomer began attaching my pistol with hip holster on my side while Brooke was 'buttoned up'. I was slipped a few spare clips then was buttoned up as well. "I'm not sure I can walk in this thing," Brooke gave me a weak smile. "Don't worry," I smiled, "I'll carry you." I slipped my arm around Brooke's waist and, on Velma's signal, we rushed out to the middle of three Mercedes Armored GL550s. The doors had barely shut before we were racing away from my favorite home. I walked Brooke up to her apartment, we hugged, kissed and she insisted I go to the Hamptons with her this weekend. I left with that promise unanswered. I didn't ask the Security Detail to do anything else outrageous and they didn't give me any crap about Brooke. Their vigilance didn't end at Havenstone either. No; they formed a tight knot of outward hostility until we marched into Katrina's office. Even then, they spread out over the Executive Services offices as an extended perimeter. Katrina's office was another step up on the unsettling meter. It was Katrina, Saint Marie, Buffy, Helena, and a woman I didn't know yet seemed to belong. "Excuse me?" Saint Marie shot a hostile look my way; actually right behind me. "Don't mind me," Pamela snorted. She was in the process of sneaking into the room. "I'm here for moral support," she concluded then took a seat. "Cáel?" Katrina queried, as if I could somehow exile Pamela from the room. "What's going on?" I began the meeting instead. "Your Father is dead," Katrina reported. If someone ever asked me what it felt like to have an arm cut off, I could truthfully answer them 'Yes'. Dad. "From what we have been able to gather from the video and audio gear the four Amazon Security Detail team assigned to watch over him transmitted, the team was setting up a perimeter when three vehicles with ten men stopped on the juncture of Janus and Kerr streets and approached the house. The team leader made formal recognition and was attacked," Katrina told me. "Are they okay?" I mumbled. I didn't want to know how my Dad died. Had he been in pain? Which side had killed him? Would knowing make a damn bit of difference? "Three of the four members were killed," Saint Marie interjected. "The team commander was killed instantly. The second died defending that corner of your Father's domicile. The third member was killed attempting to rescue your Father. The surviving member stopped the enemy from escaping with your Father's body, but was too badly injured to extricate herself and is now in police custody." "What are we going to do about this?" I inquired. Pamela was a lying bitch. She'd lied to Brianna because the truth would have gotten me and Dad killed. Dad had still died, but Pamela had kept me alive. "There is nothing we can do," the stranger spoke up. "Troika of House Šauška." "You are joking, right?" I stared at her. "He was a male, not of;” Troika began to state. "You do know your Amazon law, correct?" I countered. She gave a curt tilt of the head. "Recount the means of succession to the Head of a House then please explain to the room how my Father, the descendant of Vranus, fits into all that." Cha-ching! "Oh, by the Seven Goddesses!" Saint Marie jumped up. "They murdered the Head of House Ishara!" Katrina was already back on top; ahead of the game. "But what does that make him?" Troika pointed at me. "It confirms him as the Head of House Ishara. We can sugar-coat it and say Cáel, being the only 'active' member of Havenstone 'represented' the Head of House Ishara. By our traditions though, Ferko Nyilas was the lawful head of a 'First' House. Certainly four days were not enough time to settle the manner in an acceptable way," Katrina said. "At the very least, House Ishara would have been given 28 days to resolve any matters of succession internally," Katrina pointed out. "There was no deception. Cáel worked for Havenstone, so was our active member. The existence of his Father was known. It is in his basic file. It was highly unlikely that ANY House wanted to bring another male into the mix so the matter of his ascension was left unquestioned." "This is Casus Belli," Troika stood up and declared in a firm voice. "I will inform Hayden. We must know the perpetrators of this act, Katrina. I will prepare to relate this breach of the Protocols to the other Signatories." "To make sure I have this straight, I can defend any member of my family, no matter who they are, without violating the Protocols?" I questioned. "Can I kill them?" "That is correct," Troika appeared confused. "Other Signatories cannot harm, or detain your family in any way." I gave a bitter, hollow laugh. Dad; Dad wouldn't have understood, but Mom would have, no doubt. "Troika; hell, everyone but Pamela and Katrina, I am Cáel Nyilas, grandson of The Cáel O'Shea and those people who murdered my Dad very well may have been my family," I felt like crying. That was good because I was crying. I had talked to Dad early Monday morning. I had been so nervous about not leaving any trace of Mom behind that I couldn't recall if I said 'I love you' to him. I'd never get the chance to make up for that oversight. As I began to take in the faces around me, I realized Ishara had gifted me with a respite. No one else knew who Cáel O'Shea was; yet. "Troika," I started out. I could tell she was still having difficulty with the 'Man as someone worthy of stating an opinion' moment. "When the Council decides that the Illuminati have breached the Protocols, do I have a deciding vote on what we do; since Dad was my family?" "No," Troika clarified, "and what makes you think it was the Illuminati?" Pamela laughed at her. "Because I killed Cáel's Grandfather when that man was head of the Illuminati; slit his throat and rendered him incapable of resuscitation. The rest of that twisted clan have only now discovered that there is a successor, genetically, to the Old Man and you are looking at him," Pamela related in an amused tone. "Perhaps; just perhaps; they were interested in what happened to Cáel's Mother and the man she mated with to produce Cáel; who also happened to be the Head of House Ishara and now leaves this man (me) as the last of his kind; coming and going," Pamela finished, "for both the Amazons and the O'Shea family/the Illuminati." Troika was having problems fitting all the puzzle pieces. Saint Marie cut to the heart of the matter because she listens to me. "If you go to war against the O'Shea's you are being forced to fight your own family," the Golden Mare stared at me in shock. "Let me get this straight," Troika stood up, waving for silence. "When the O'Shea's killed Ferko Nyilas, they murdered the Head of a First House. They also murdered a member of their own family by way of marriage." She seemed totally flummoxed. Everyone agreed about how screwed up everything was. Breach? No Breach? "Welcome to life working with Cáel Nyilas," Katrina declared. There was a pause. "I'll let the professionals figure out the finer points of diplomacy. I have to go," I said. "Were do you think you are going?" Buffy popped up. Until this moment, she'd had no role in affairs. My safety though; "I am going home to bury my Father, Buffy," I announced. This was not a discussion. "Shouldn't we take his body to the cliffs?" Troika suggested. "My Father will face the Afterlife with my Mother at his side. It was his wish and I'm not going to start dictating to my Ancestors now," I sighed. I was trying to make light of my pain. By the looks on their faces, I was failing. I had barely exited the office, Buffy, Helena and Pamela in tow. The security team was closing in and my phone rang. "Cáel Nyilas," I answered sadly. "Mr. Nyilas, this is Investigator Brewster of the Burnham Police Department. I need a few moments of your time," a man's voice requested. I hesitated. I looked at my watch. "Yes; Dad?" I finally spoke. "Mr. Nyilas, your father seems to have been murdered late this evening in a bungled attempted burglary," he lied. It was a good lie. If he really believed a bungled robbery consisted of two heavily armed groups shooting a small residential home to pieces he was; nah, he was lying. "I'm on the next flight to Chicago," was the response I chose. I had so many 'loser' replies to choose from. "That would be helpful, Mr. Nyilas," he told me. "Do you know when I can expect you?" "Ah; I have no idea when the next plane from New York to Chicago is, but if I can buy a ticket on it, I'm there," I countered. Admittedly, me having a plane ticket for home would have been damn suspicious. "One last thing, Mr. Nyilas, do you have any idea why someone would want to murder your father? Anything you could tell us could be of great assistance," he pressed. "Yes, I have a clue who murdered my Father and I'll point you to the dead bodies when I'm done," I snapped; quite literally and mentally snapped. Pause. "Mr. Nyilas, I understand you are upset, but do not do anything rash. Now, could your father have been murdered for anything you might have done, or are doing?" Det. Brewster kept is game face on. "We'll have this chat when I get to Chicago. Until then, take care," I said before hanging up. "Smooth," Pamela gently chastised me. "I actually liked him going all 'Mafia Don' on that cop," Buffy countered. "I'll arrange for Havenstone to get us transportation to Chicago," Helena added. "No," I countermanded her. "You two stay here and finish up business. Join me late Tuesday night, or early Wednesday morning." By the looks Buffy and Helena gave me they were surprised; and proud. I was keeping to my 'Runner' induction time table. My family would not be diminished by this tragedy. It would grow. Come Wednesday morning, we would add twenty new voices to Ishara's war cry. "I'll take the first commercial flight available," I continued. "We cannot protect you on a civilian aircraft, Ishara," Velma warned me. "They; the authorities are expecting me to show up at O'Hare, so I'm showing up at O'Hare, like a normal person," I reminded her. "I'll also need to know at what hospital they are keeping our sister." Our sister; the sole surviving Amazon who nearly gave her life for Dad. The SD picked up on that immediately. Another leap had been made. I wasn't a masculine monster, raging against a female warrior who had failed. By the tone of my voice, they knew I was in grief yet not overcome by it. She was the last member of the Host to see my Father alive and she might hold the closure I needed. "It will be done," Velma decided. "We will have your team meet you at O'Hare." "My team?" I asked. "Rachel; her team," Velma clarified. That was enough good for me. "Oh, and get Pamela a ticket as well. I'd hate to have her mug another passenger and take theirs," I sighed. Pamela patted me on the back; an 'atta boy'. (Monday Noon) (The hospital) That was not the first time I wondered about how fatal Pamela had been in her prime. In fact, I wasn't sure that post-60 wasn't her best time yet. The only mistake the police officer guarding the Amazon's hospital room made was to sit in a chair. Pamela had long ago mastered the peon-craft that Rosetta had started to teach me. The policeman looked up, stared right through her then looked the other way. His gaze never swept back in my direction. She jabbed him quickly underneath both arms, paralyzing them for a few seconds. That was all she needed. Hers hand clamped over his eyes and on his throat, cutting off the blood flow to the brain before his hands could recover. He appeared to the outside world to have taken a nap. According to Pamela, we had roughly three minutes before he came around. Pamela kept walking down the hall as if nothing happened. I came ten steps behind, guarded by a gun-less Rachel as I entered the Intensive Care Unit. A few of the staff looked our way, but no one impeded our progress. According to the Duty Nurse, the Amazon had exited surgery barely an hour ago. Her eyes opened to slits as I approached her beside. "We stand before the Eye of the World," I whispered. That meant surveillance. "I cannot tell you what is in my heart. My name is Cáel Nyilas. Does that name mean anything to you?" Her hand flopped. I put two fingers into her feeble gasp. One squeeze; yes. "I am grateful for your prowess and I share in your sorrow for those who will no longer fight in this life. Please heal and grow strong for this is the start, not the finish," I completed. She squeezed my fingers once more. I stepped aside, letting Rachel take my place. They didn't exchange words but communicated volumes. We slipped out of the room while the guard was still groggy. Pamela was nowhere to be seen. That proved to be pre-sentient when a group of people with the propensity to flash IDs caught up to me at the ground floor. Had the backdrop of this fiasco not been the death of my Father, I might have enjoyed the twitching/counter-twitching going on between Rachel, who desperately wanted any one of her guns, and the cops who were picking up on that desire. "Mr. Nyilas, I am;” and the introductions came pouring in. I had Theodora Chumwell and Brock Miklos, Special Agents of the FBI, John Rios, Special Agent with the ATF, Investigator Horace Brewster from the Burnham PD and Homicide Detective Lisa Capella from the Chicago PD. "We would like to talk with you," Theodora took charge. "Can I ask a question first?" I raised my hand. That appeared to set them off their game plan. "Of course," Theodora allowed. "Okay; FBI, ATF, a homicide detective from Chicago and the only law enforcement official who has any business being here," I finished with Brewster. "I may not be a Rhodes Scholar, but this seems a bit extreme for the burglary/murder of a long-time employee of Illinois Power and Light. Does anyone care to fill me on what the hell is going on?" I looked over the group. "Oh, and thank you Investigator Brewster for your call. I know I didn't take the news well." "Was that the part where you said you would point to the dead bodies?" Theodora took charge. "Yes, I think that was the gaff I was referring to," I agreed. "Why are you here, Mr. Nyilas?" Lisa Capella jumped in. She had decided to not go along with the FBI playbook. "I came to see the woman found alive in my family home," I replied smoothly. "She is probably still in surgery," Lisa gave a twist of the lips; sex. "Oh, she got out an hour ago," I enlightened them. "Let's take this conversation to FBI Headquarters," Theodora 'suggested'; you know, in the way that really wasn't a suggestion. "Have you gone to see that woman?" Lisa wouldn't let up; good for her. It was upsetting Theodora and I'd already decided that Brewster was my go-to guy on this investigation. "Yes," I responded to Lisa. "Isn't she under police protection?" Lisa and Theodora blurted out together. "There was a policeman at her door," I shrugged. "We went in and I talked to her." "What did she say?" Theodora brushed Lisa aside. "Nothing. She had one of those tubes down her throat. Whatever I said; well, I was emotional," I evaded. "She was barely conscious." Lisa was urgently contacting her guy who was supposed to be watching the only person in custody they had. He claimed to have 'blacked out'. He couldn't remember anyone coming in to see the woman and swore he hadn't been unconscious for any length of time. He went in, checked up on the Amazon and she was fine; for someone who had been shot six times. "We should go to the FBI offices," Theodora repeated. "I'm going home," I sighed sadly. "I want to go home." "It is still an active crime scene," John told me. "There won't be any civilian access for some time." Translation: until they decided to give me the carrot instead of the stick. "Please, come with us," FBI Special Agent Brock added his weight. "No. I'm going with Burnham PD," I countered. "You can find me there." "That's not how it works," Theodora upped her authority meter. Lisa had fallen back, trying to take in the bigger picture. Brewster was clearly trying to recall if he had Any history with me, or my Dad, that would make me trust him over the others. "I may be a liberal arts major from northern New England, but I know how a larynx works," I regarded Theodora. "Unless I choose to make a sound, it does nothing. Nothing is about to be all we have left to do and say." "Don't you want to help solve your Father's murder?" Brock tried to sound both sympathetic and threatening at the same time. I was suddenly bombarded with the taste of Lime Sherbet and Jalapenos Ice Cream. "Really? Fine; I'm going to hang out with the only person in this room I know is working on my Father's murder, not on their career," I reposed. "We are all trying to;” Lisa got out. "You maybe," I gave Lisa that much. "My Father made around $70,000 a year after twenty-six years for Illinois P and L. He had almost paid off the colossal debt built up by my Mother's illness and my college expenses." "As far as I know, he took out one loan his entire life; from a bank; and he paid it off," I continued. "He was a lapsed Catholic, a member of the IBEW; Local 9, and he jogged. He barely used e-mail and had no close friends I am aware of. The only woman he loved was my Mother and he mourned her to the day he died." "What about your activity?" Theodora inquired. We weren't running off to her playground; yet. Handcuffing a grieving son would look bad and, by my attitude, wouldn't make me talkative in the least. "I have the unfortunate habit of sleeping with every woman I meet," I began. "So that's over 200 erotic encounters. I get annoyed with people throwing their weight around," I continued, "which is why you and I are getting off on the wrong foot, Special Agent Theodora Chumwell. I work for Havenstone Commercial Investments, getting paid an insane amount to fetch laundry and keep secrets. Good enough?" "No, it is not;” Theodora simmered. "How did you know about the existence of the woman upstairs and how did you know to come here?" Lisa interrupted. "I grew up in that house, know the neighbors and know this is the closest EMS center to home," I lied convincingly. "Who are you?" Brewster decided that I wasn't exiting the hospital gracefully so turned on Rachel. She didn't speak, choosing to be creepy and brandishing a wallet instead. I kept forgetting that most full-blooded Amazons had minimal socialization with outsiders. Having graduated elementary school, everyone else knew this was a bizarre reaction. "Rachel Louis," Brewster read off the license in the wallet. A normal person would have acknowledged that somehow; not Rachel. "You are Rachel Louis, aren't you?" "Yes, she is," I intervened. "Rachel is a co-worker at Havenstone and she is misanthropic misandrist." There was a pregnant pause. The confusion wasn't with 'misanthropic'. It was a grown-up word in usage with colorful police-types. It was 'misandrist' that had them stumped. "Rachel is an unsociable man-hater," I explained. "Standing at my side in this hospital is ten kinds of Hell for her." "What kind of piece do you normal carry?" Rios asked her. Unsocial didn't mean stupid. "I use a Glock-22 and Rachel carries a STI Perfect 10," I answered. "We have been experiencing quite a gopher problem around the office." I could have done better; I should have done better. I was just too tired inside to create an inventive lie. "Do have gun licenses for those weapons?" Mr. ATF kept prodding at our cover story. "It seems Ms. Louis; is it Ms. Ms. Louis?" Brewster continued. I flashed Rachel a look which she interpreted correctly. "Yes, my name is Ms. Rachel Louis," Rachel replied. To me, "I find this distraction to be annoying. We should go." "It would seem Ms. Louis has all kinds of;” Brewster got out before Rachel snatched the wallet from his grip with the speed of a Peregrine Falcon. Brewster had this stunned look familiar to crows, doves and starlings the world over as one of their kin passed into the next life in a flash. A combination of 'No you didn't!' with 'what the flock?' "Ah;” Brewster got out. "On that note, I think we will be going," I shrugged. To Rachel, "You do not get out enough." "Can I see your wallet again?" Brewster was still confused by Rachel's rudeness. He was a cop for the love of God. People not wanting to go to jail do not snatch things from a cop's hands. "I gave you my wallet. I am not to blame if you used its time in your possession unwisely," Rachel counterattacked. "Unless there is a legal technicality, we shall be leaving. If there is a legal issue, here," she produced a business card with a flourish, "is the contact information for our legal department." Theodora took the card gingerly then read it. "Havenstone again," she mused. "Are you sure this is the path you wish to take, Mr. Nyilas?" "Are you insane?" I trembled with emotion. "I want to be back in New York, working my queue and thinking about what my date and I will be doing tonight. I want my Dad to be alive. I don't want to be thinking that the last time we talked I forgot to tell him I loved him." "Path, you Idiot!" I screamed at Theodora. Screw it, I was crying again. "Not a damn thing any of you can do will bring my Dad back to me; so fuck off!" In a strange way, that was what they had been looking for. Not my wounded soul, but my rage and pain toward a World suddenly found to be cruel and pointless. Behind my crumbling façade was another worry. Outside in the parking lot were three Amazons with weapons ready to rush to my aid. It wasn't that the Host was rash, or reckless, by nature. I was one of the fifty-six most important people in their society. Three other SD members had died in the defense of House Ishara already and they were damn sure those women would not have died in vain. I wasn't leaving in federal custody willingly and if I walked out in restraints, I wasn't sure if they would decide offing some law enforcement agents and staging my kidnapping was the best course of action. Remember, I wanted to bury my Father. They wanted to keep me alive. If those two goals collided, they would apologize after the fact. "Mr. Nyilas, I really believe we should;” Theodora got out then I brushed past her. It was a delicate moment and the chemistry between Rachel and I wasn't lost on most of them. She was a bodyguard yet my servant too. It was professional tribalism; two words that don't normally get along. Rios picked up on the other undercurrent. He recoiled from Rachel, retreating to buy space when/if Rachel attacked. Unlike the rest, he sensed that aggression by law enforcement would be met with lethal force. The Amazon didn't care about the badge and the legions of fellow officers backing it up. She was fearless. Things weren't over yet. "Mr. Nyilas, where are you going next?" Detective Lisa came after us. "I; I don't know," I muttered. "Where is my Father's body? I know he wanted to be cremated and buried beside Mom; I guess." Brewster came hurrying along. "He is at the Medical Examiner's Office," Lisa informed me. "Come with me." "Why don't you give me the address?" I sighed. "Do you and your buddy know your way around Chicago, Hometown Boy?" Lisa kept it up. She was hitting on me and lining me up at the same time. "How about we cut to the chase?" I looked at her with tear-soaked eyes. "We'll take my cars; cars with an 's'," I offered. "I am a hometown boy. I've never had a reason to locate the Medical Examiner before. Since I have a boatload of angry women with guns who will not fit into your sedan and leaving them behind isn't an option, mine is the only means of travel that makes sense." Low and behold, the two cops looked at each other then followed Rachel and I to our little caravan. We were too close for the officers to have missed Rachel snapping off some quick, coded instructions to her team; most likely to hide the seriously illegal firearms. To say the Amazons were not pleased with my decisions spoke volumes to their concern for me and lack of police experience. Pamela, who had beaten us back to the cars, seemed privately entertained as always. Rachel was reluctantly sitting up front. Lisa, Brewster and I were in the second row and Pamela sat in back. Not only did the two not get a good look at Pamela, she was perfectly placed to do all kinds of mischief unseen. "So the woman upstairs works with you?" Lisa asked as we pulled out. "Where to?" Tiger Lily (I still wasn't used to that name) requested of our Police 'buddies'. Lisa popped off the address. It was 'I'll scratch your back, you'll scratch mine'. Tiger Lily entered the data into the onboard computer and off we went. "No. She does not work for me, or my boss, directly. She was at my Father's on my behalf though I was unaware of it," I related. "Are you going to tell us what the hell happened?" Brewster prodded. "That I don't know. I am not personally aware of anyone who would want to kill my Father, or me," I answered. "Anyone who would want to get at me would come at me, not Dad," I continued. "I don't live in a fortress. It is a hardly spacious apartment near the East River. I share the place with my roommate, Timothy Denver, and a; companion by the name of Odette Sievert." "Companion? Is she; a working girl?" Lisa went searching. "No, I use the term companion to indicate she's too nice a girl for me. She's sweet, conscientious and giving. My only wish for Odette is that she finds a guy who can appreciate her a hell of a lot more than I do," I explained. "Timothy is my gay, body-building tattoo artist best friend. I've gotten the feeling he's busted some heads in his time. Hardly anything noteworthy." "Mr. Nyilas, have you ever considered that you live a very messy life?" Brewster pondered. "One does not 'consider' what one knows to be true. One knows it to be true and moves on," I grumbled. "Yes, I know I live a screwed up life." "What about your friends here?" Lisa indicated the other three women in the vehicle. This elicited another groan from me. "Investigator Brewster; Horace and Detective Capella; Lisa, please call me Cáel. This is the point I accept that I am exhausted and not in any shape to make good decisions. I'll plead the Fifth," I confessed. "We already know you were in New York when your father was murdered, Mister; Cáel," Brewster stated. "Everyone we've talked to says you and your father were very close. Barring some expensive Life Insurance policy being taken out on him, we have no reason to suspect you had a direct hand in his death. Not being a suspect, that implies you have no Fifth Amendment, or Miranda Rights to hide behind; just so we are clear," Brewster schooled me. "I can make this game of footsy easy on all of you," Pamela whispered. The officers jolted in their seats. "Cáel cannot talk to you for the very reason the Fifth Amendment exists." "You are not like the rest of this menagerie," Lisa noted. "Nah, I kill people for a living. The rest of the group has some code of conduct that keeps you two alive," Pamela smiled. Those two didn't know what to make of Pamela's statement because it was so sincere yet incredible. "If Cáel tells you anything else he will be admitting to his involvement in a criminal conspiracy. Said conspiracy is why Ferko Nyilas is dead, but Cáel had nothing to do with it," Pamela enlightened them. Fact digestion time for the two law dogs. Brewster recovered faster. "But why was Ferko Nyilas murdered?" he asked. "The men didn't come to kill him," Pamela kept talking about the tea and crumpets. "They probably showed up to escort him to a place where some far more important scumbags could talk with him." "The all-girl squad was there and Ferko was caught in the crossfire," Lisa mumbled. "Why was there a firefight if his life was in danger and both sides wanted him alive?" "Stupidity," Pamela replied. "Give any group of people guns and then surprise them, stupid shit happens; I apologize Cáel." "I don't buy that," Brewster said. "They simply started shooting at each other; no." "Okay Horace, let me break it down for you. The ladies were told to go there and guard the guy without being told why. The men who showed up were most likely told to grab Ferko without knowing why either." "That makes no sense," Lisa protested. "Congratulations. That is why Cáel can't talk to you anymore," Pamela smirked. "This is the sort of crap he has inadvertently been caught up with; no fault of his own. If he did any of this on purpose, I'd kill him myself." "He is some poor schmuck who only wanted a 7 to 5 job, to make tons of money and bedding a different girl every night," Pamela teased me. "He's no criminal mastermind, or even a convincing criminal. If he has a failing it is that he tends to merely beat up people who deserve to have their spleens ripped out instead. I'm training him to be smarter than that." "Who are you?" Brewster gawked. Pamela gave a sinister smile. Lisa looked at me. "I've fought a woman with a twelve foot stick with a pointy bit of metal at the end with little thought to my personal safety. This lady (Pamela) scares me. She is with me because I have no means of stopping her and I put saving others a great deal of pain and suffering over my own unsettled nerves." "Do you really think you are that good?" Lisa half-turned around to face Pamela. "Do you want your gun back?" Pamela offered up a police issue Glock 22, grip first. My kind of gun. How sad. I was too depressed to seduce Officer Lisa. Brewster reached around to check is firearm. It was still there, much to his relief. "How did you do that?" Lisa wondered as she retrieved and inspected her weapon. Pamela tapped Brewster's shoulder with the man's magazine. Brewster was aghast. She'd stolen his gun, taken out the ammo and returned it without him noticing. "I found it on the floor. The truth is a bit more expensive than you are willing to pay at the moment, believe me," Pamela grinned. Why had Pamela showboated? She was buying me some mental respite. She was also exhibiting to the two police folks that there might be some truth to her outlandish tale of criminal conspiracies. Unlike the other Amazons, Pamela knew we had to maintain friendly relations with some part of law enforcement if I was going to bury my Father. (The Medical Examiner's Office) So much happens in life we rarely put the timespan of events in context. Talking with a person in line who turns out to make your day better/worse, become a friend and/or a date. In a matter of a few seconds your life has been altered. Two minutes later and you would have missed getting the concert tickets where you meet your future; whomever. Two minutes sooner and you get caught in the 'speed trap' instead of the other poor sap who you drive past as they sit on the side of the road keeping the patrol officer company. His/her insurance rate goes up while you have that extra money for later. Had we arrived two minutes earlier to the morgue; disaster aborted. Two minutes later would have equated to a frustrating mystery. Life was not so kind. It was the same group as before; Detective Lisa, Investigator Horace, Rachel and I. We had just added an Assistant Medical Examiner who was going over information garnered from the autopsy with the two cops. Pamela was 'checking things out', whatever that meant. The key to it all was Rachel being Rachel. Security Detail are more than simply elite fighting-women. They are also bodyguards, security specialist and normally stack a third specialty into the mix. When Rachel spotted five armed people in the hallway right outside the Medical Examiner's autopsy room, her alertness spiked. Only one was a uniformed police officer. Rachel was still gun-less. The two EMS personnel rolling an occupied body bag out on a gurney shouldn't have had on their heavy jackets on a late June afternoon. The other two men were chatting about something. That wasn't unusual. Where they were standing was; to Lisa's experienced eye. Rachel's heightened anxiety made Lisa double-check everything. Horace didn't know what was wrong yet when Lisa's hand came to rest on her piece, he put his hand on his Ruger SR45. "Excuse me," Lisa called out. No one stopped moving. "Excuse me," Lisa demanded in a louder voice. "I am Detective Lisa Capella, Chicago Police Department; Homicide Division. What is going on?" That was a reach. Bodies exit the morgue all the time. The two people with the body made sense. The two 'odd' fellows weren't breaking any law. In cop-talk, this was called 'gut instinct'. She produced her badge. There was a quick look by the two ambulance folk to the farther of the two 'talking' men. That group were rather competent, just not competent conmen. The two EMS guys turned and tried to give Lisa a causal look. "What can we do for you, officer?" the designated diplomat asked nonchalantly. "Whose body is that?" Lisa inquired. "I'm not sure; all we do is pick 'em up and take them to the appropriate funeral home," he shrugged. "Take ten seconds and show me the release order," Lisa gave a chilly command. The cop at the far end of the hall; the one with the door that lead to the loading/unloading area, was starting to clue in that something wasn't right. "Oh, by the Great Pumpkin, this is bad," Brewster muttered under his breath like a thousand other fathers who engaged in the daily struggle to not curse at work so they wouldn't curse around their children. "Of course, Detective Capella," the diplomat nodded. "Is there a problem?" He carefully pulled out his smart phone and handed it over. Lisa wasn't born yesterday. She handed the phone to me instead of looking at it herself. She was keeping her eyes on the guys with guns. They really did have an order to transfer my Father to a mortuary. Apparently I had requested this be done; without my knowledge. "Cáel Nyilas requested his father be taken to the Green Meadows mortuary in Cicero," I informed Lisa, Rachel and Horace. "I need to talk to Mr. Nyilas," Lisa informed them. "If I can't talk to him, I can't let the body leave this building. This is an ongoing investigation." The 'diplomat' was worried yet Lisa had given him an out. After I returned his phone, he called his off-site boss, who gave him a number which the diplomat gave to Lisa. Lisa called 'me' without my phone ringing. Even so, 'I' confirmed the authorization. The four gunmen relaxed as Lisa hung up. "One more question," Lisa pulled a 'Columbo', "was this a rush job, or are you all 'not ready for prime time players'?" The 'diplomat' made one last lunge at deception. "Detective Capella, our work order is legitimate," he shrugged helplessly. "I don't know what you mean?" "Funeral homes have their own uniforms; they do not dress as EMS," Lisa deconstructed their illusions. "The bodies of murder victim are not released by the Medical Examiner until a cause of death is known and that information is released to the homicide detective assigned to the case; that would be me, if there was any doubt. Your two buddies down the hall could have read and critiqued the Magna Carta in the time it has taken for you to do your 'song and dance'," Lisa pointed out. "Oh, and the real Cáel Nyilas is standing next to me. Whoever talked with me on the phone is going to jail too. Now I suggest the four of you face the wall, put your hands over your head, palms against the wall and no one will get hurt." Darwin check time; they drew their guns. Of course they drew their guns. Why would they not draw their guns considering the farthest enemy was all of 4 meters away and the only immediately cover was my Dad's horizontal corpse? Gurneys tend to be lightweight and mostly empty space. The quickest on the draw was one of the two 'talkers'. He whipped out a 357 Magnum revolver and popped two shots into the police officer next to him; right in the center mass at less than 2 meters; ouch. Rachel was next, making a diving front roll between the two cops, toward the two fake EMS guys. I was right behind her, except my plan was to vault Dad's body and get at the second talker. I was not acting sanely. The second talker went in the next split second. He had brought a sawed-off automatic shotgun to the fight. His first salvo blew a chunk out of the wall next to Lisa's hip. She was less than an eye-blink behind as she put two slugs into the 'diplomat's' armored chest. He was kind enough to drop his Mac 11 from his twitching fingers and into Rachel's hands. Less than a single heartbeat later, the 'diplomat's EMS buddy revealed his own Mac 11. His mistake was not shooting his first target; Brewster. He was tracking Rachel and me instead, hoping to catch us together in a spray of lead. The general feeling was that, for all his law enforcement experience, Investigator Brewster had never actually shot at anyone before. His cop instincts kicked into overdrive. The perpetrators appeared to be wearing body armor and possessed a small arsenal of illegal weapons. His aim tweaked up, he pulled the trigger and a 45 ACP round effectively decapitated his target; our first confirmed casualty. My encounter with the Latin Kings had been a lesson in poor tactical flexibility. This time, by unspoken agreement, the two talkers were exercising their tactical acumen as they began withdrawing toward the exit. With the short range, width of the hall and lack of cover, being shot at by a shotgun, or a 357 didn't make much difference. I was trying to jump onto the gurney and launch myself at the two when my toe caught on the bottom of Dad's body, turning my heroic rush into a face-plant on Father. The men's cover fire worked on Lisa and Horace. Lisa, being more exposed, had to dive flat. Horace crouch-ran to Rachel. Rachel, with her submachine gun, was firing a steady stream of bullets from between the gurney's top surface and bottom shelf. Her shots shattered shotgun guy's shins and blasted off his knee caps. As that bastard screamed and toppled forward, Rachel emptied the magazine into both his thighs and his right hip. By the copious nature of the blood spray, an artery had been clipped, if not severed. Horace grabbed the back of my jacket and yanked me off the gurney, down to his side. Lisa fired off a few shots at the vanishing leader, but he was already out the door. Rachel was rifling the closest EMS's headless body, looking for a fresh clip for the M 11. "Don't," Horace cautioned her. Lisa was running to the door. "Rachel, leave the gun and follow me," I commanded. "Wait," Horace called out. He was in an impossible situation. The bold Assistant ME began looking for any survivors, starting with the diplomat. Detective Capella was chasing after a possible cop-killer. I was already running after Lisa and Horace couldn't ride herd on Rachel, catch me and support Lisa all at once. Rachel muttered in Hittite 'dirty goat' at my fleeting form. I was sure its true meaning was far nastier. "Da-darn it," Horace grimaced as he started rushing after the three of us. I doubted it was any consolation to Horace that Lisa shot me an evil look when I caught up to her at the loading dock. There were no cars peeling away and had the bad guy fled out the huge doors 15 meters away, she would have seen him. Rachel arrived next. "Secure my Father's body," I instructed. She wasn't pleased but she wasn't talking back either. Horace showed up last of all. He was talking over his walky-talky, updating the Chicago PD on all the crazy, tragic crap that had gone down. Rachel slipped past Horace on her way back to Dad. The unspoken order was for her to re-arm and stay close, something she couldn't do under Horace's watchful gaze. Lisa and Horace were working out a plan to take their perpetrator down and it didn't include me. I was a civilian after all. My thinking was traipsing in a different direction. They were thinking criminal evasion. I was thinking stone cold, bad-ass killer. He may have already killed one police officer in cold blood. Why not make it three? There was also the mathematics of it all. Two guns are more likely to hit a target than one; I had learned that bit of tactical insight from my time with Aya. My disadvantage was my advantage. I didn't have a gun so I didn't have to position myself so I could shoot at anyone else. "Here I go," I alerted the two officers. My body was flying onto the loading deck before they could stop me. My cockamamie idea saved my life. Maybe he thought I stumbled and lost my piece. Maybe, at the last second, he saw through my deception. Maybe he was wondering what the last episode of 'Defiance' would be like. We'll never know. According to Lisa, he was tracking my fall with his 3 57 Magnum. He didn't shoot because he only had two bullets left, hadn't been able to reload yet and his Berretta 9 mm back-up pistol was on the other side of his body. Two bullets; two cops, he was probably sure he could beat me to death. Anyway, when he figured out the sacrificial lamb was the unarmed me, he returned his aim to the entryway, Lisa and Horace. The guy wasn't behind any sort of cover. He was pressed against the wall so he wouldn't be able to bring his other pistol into play inside that first split second. When Lisa shot him, it had to hurt, but didn't put him down. She shot again; missed. He shot, missed, shot again hitting Lisa and knocking her back and down. The leader pivoted off the wall, bringing his Berretta to bare on Investigator Brewster. A lifetime inside the blink of an eye; Horace's bullet hit the criminal; major brain splatter. Poor Horace. Horace was falling onto his side, taking a wild shot and hoping to keep the gunman from shooting Lisa and I when he accidentally ended the man's existence. The lead bad guy's final shot zipped passed Horace's left shoulder, over my legs and ricocheted off the loading dock wall and into space. Good old Lisa, she staggered to her feet then stumbled over to the gunman, seeking some signs of life. He was alive. Horace's 45 slug had 'only' removed the top half of his brain so the heart and lungs were still being told to beat and breath. As she was making her own call for Emergency Services, a piece of the man's skull that had been clinging to the wall plopped down. That broke Horace. He began vomiting. I rolled over to a sitting position. Rachel peeked in then utilized her blue tooth to stop the rest of the SD team from swarming me in a public building. Cops began showing up. As soon as Detective Capella had made her initial report and dealt with the traumatic injuries among the survivors, she turned on me. "Are you insane!" she screamed at yours truly. "Yes," I muttered. "I've been trying to tell you that for over an hour now." "This is not a joking matter," Lisa moved into my personal space. Was I really so far gone I didn't want sex? Nah; I could do her. "I could have killed people." "To be fair," I stood up, "you didn't kill anyone." The policeman was clinging to life, the 'diplomat' had been saved by his body armor and the second talker's prospects didn't look promising. "Horace buried two and I'm betting the guy Rachel shot isn't going to survive having both his femoral arteries cut. Two decades of Law  and  Order has taught me that some sort of Internal Affair's investigation is going to happen. I imagine there is a great deal of surveillance video so you should be vindicated quickly. We are still going to part ways for a while," I pointed out. "Take care." I made to leave. "Where do you think you are going?" Lisa grabbed my arm. "You were involved in a gunfight in a major municipal building. You can't walk away." "Yes I can," I grunted. "Horace, I've pointed you at the dead bodies," I told the Burnham investigator. "Good luck," I patted him on the shoulder. The look he came back with wasn't one of resigned defeat. Oh no, he was going to figure out what the fuck was going on, or else. The rest of the Chicago PD wasn't letting to let us leave either, so off Rachel and I were taken to the closest Precinct where we were non-communicative. (Back with the Feds) Theodora rescued me and Rachel into Federal custody where we were equally useless. It didn't take me long to figure out that, compared to Rachel, I was being downright verbose. If me being a jackass was a bonus for the Feds, they didn't exhibit an ounce of appreciation. I really loved Special Agent John Rios getting all 'super ass-kicker' on me. I was looking at 'serious' federal jail time. I was a 'domestic terrorist' and under the Patriot Act; then I fell out of my chair laughing. I was fatigued; my ability to separate desire from reality was fading plus I always fought back with my wits before my fists. "I've been awake for thirty-six hours," I chuckled as I regained my seat. "What is your excuse for being delusional?" I snorted. "I trip up cocky bastards like you all the time," John sat on the table, hovering above me. "You think you've got all the angles covered. You don't, Mr. Nyilas. People like you take things for granted, screw up and then you are all turning on each other like rats." "Ugh," I sighed. "Fine, Brainiac, what am I doing wrong? To clarify the question for you, what crime am I involved with that makes me a criminal, a terrorist, or a criminal terrorist?" "Guns, Cáel Nyilas," John sneered. "With all the people running around with all those firearms, it is pretty freaking obvious." "Wow; uh; John;” I started. <

Native America Calling - The Electronic Talking Circle
Friday, November 8, 2024 — Art from hardship

Native America Calling - The Electronic Talking Circle

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 8, 2024 56:12


Native Americans have a long and rich tradition of producing artwork from behind bars. In the past, it was both a means of artistic expression and a way to document and communicate important events. Modern inmate artwork is also a vehicle for creative expression. It is also a valuable tool for personal growth and rehabilitation. We'll hear about artwork's healing and redemptive significance for incarcerated Native Americans. GUESTS Gabe Galanda (member of the Round Valley Indian Tribe), managing lawyer at Galanda Broadman Hop Norris, Bear Island Designs Genaro Rivas (Shoshone and Paiute), artist and tattoo artist at Feast or Famine Tattoo Jesus Ancheta (Cowichan First Nation), artist

EdSurge On Air
Should Students Chat With AI Versions of Historical Figures?

EdSurge On Air

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 8, 2024 59:33


A new documentary project about Sacagawea, the young woman from the Shoshone tribe who helped guide the Lewis and Clark Expedition back in 1804, lets students chat with an animated chatbot of her. Some educators worry about how faithfully such chatbots can represent history, or whether they might keep students from digging into documents to form their own analysis.

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Cáel and the Manhattan Amazons: Part 8

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Play Episode Listen Later Nov 8, 2024


Cáel's tombstone: For the love of women, women put him here.In 25 parts, edited from the works of FinalStand.Listen and subscribe to the ► Podcast at Connected..

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Idaho Matters
Sacajawea: How one woman left her mark on history

Idaho Matters

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 5, 2024 13:34


In 1804, a young Shoshone woman joined the Lewis and Clark expedition across the U.S. and stepped into history.

Bloody Beaver
The Lewis & Clark Expedition (Compilation)

Bloody Beaver

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 25, 2024 196:45


In the Spring of 1803, the United States acquired the Territory of Louisiana, a largely uncharted tract of wilderness stretching from Canada down to New Orleans. Over 800,000 square miles that, as far the maps were concerned, remained a mystery. President Thomas Jefferson then ordered an expedition to explore this newly purchased land all the way west to the Pacific Ocean. Tasked with leading this endeavor – officially known as the Corp of Discovery – were Captains Meriwether Lewis and William Clark. The Corp of Discovery was to travel some 8,000 miles, navigating their way up the Missouri River before turning west and crossing the Rocky Mountains. From the Oto to the Mandan and from the Shoshone to the Clatsop, Lewis and Clark would encounter dozens of tribes along their way, navigate hostile rivers and mountain passes, and even a few unfriendly grizzlies. But what about the rumors of woolly mammoth and a lost tribe of Welshmen? What became of Lewis and Clark after the expedition? What about Sacagawea and Clark's slave York? This is a compilation of previously released material. HELLOFRESH sponsors this episode!!! For FREE breakfast for life, go to HelloFresh.com/freewildwest. One free breakfast per item, per box, while subscription is active!!!! This episode is sponsored by PRIZEPICKS!!! Download the PrizePicks app today and use code WILDWEST and get $50 instantly when you play $5! That's code WILDWEST on PrizePicks to get $50 instantly when you play $5! You don't even need to win to receive the $50 bonus, it's guaranteed!   Check out the Wild West Extravaganza website for more true tales from the Old West https://www.wildwestextra.com/   Email me! https://www.wildwestextra.com/contact/   Undaunted Courage by Stephen Ambrose - https://www.amazon.com/Undaunted-Courage-Meriwether-Jefferson-American/dp/0684826976   Journals of Lewis & Clark - https://lewisandclarkjournals.unl.edu/   Explorers Podcast - https://explorerspodcast.com/lewis-and-clark/   Buy me a coffee! https://www.buymeacoffee.com/wildwest   Free Newsletter! https://wildwestjosh.substack.com/   Join Into History for ad-free and bonus content! https://intohistory.supercast.com/ Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The Halloween Podcast
Idaho's Haunted Highways: Ghostly Encounters in the Gem State | Ep. 12

The Halloween Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 23, 2024 17:27


In Episode 12 of the Haunted America series, join host Lyle Perez as he explores the eerie haunts of Idaho, the Gem State. Known for its rugged wilderness, Idaho holds more than just natural beauty—there are ghostly tales lurking beneath the surface. From the Old Idaho State Penitentiary, where the restless spirits of past inmates linger, to the chilling Shoshone Ice Caves, home to ancient spirits, Idaho has no shortage of spooky encounters. Featured Haunted Locations: Old Idaho State Penitentiary, Boise - 2445 Old Penitentiary Rd, Boise, ID 83712 A historic prison where the spirits of executed prisoners, like Raymond Allen Snowden, still roam. Shoshone Ice Caves, Shoshone - 1561 N Highway 75, Shoshone, ID 83352 Natural lava tubes with year-round ice, said to be haunted by Native American spirits who guard the caves. The Owyhee Hotel, Boise - 1109 W Main St, Boise, ID 83702 An elegant hotel where the ghost of a woman who took her life is seen near windows, and a bellhop continues his duties from beyond. The Idaho Hotel, Silver City - 105 Jordan St, Silver City, ID 83650 This ghost town's historic hotel is home to “The Lady in Blue,” who haunts its hallways. Lake Coeur d'Alene, Coeur d'Alene - 115 S 2nd St, Coeur d'Alene, ID 83814 A beautiful lake where the spirits of drowning victims are said to appear along the shore. Haunted Mansions of Albion, Albion - 201 E North St, Albion, ID 83311 Abandoned school buildings where the laughter of ghostly children and stern teachers can still be heard. Idaho Falls, Idaho Falls - 520 Memorial Dr, Idaho Falls, ID 83402 A serene location where ghostly Native American figures have been spotted near the water. Chinese Cemetery, Pierce - Cemetery Rd, Pierce, ID 83546 A resting place for Chinese miners, where ghostly figures and glowing orbs are seen among the graves. Sand Dunes of Bruneau, Bruneau - Off ID-51, Bruneau, ID 83604 Known for its “singing sand,” these dunes also hide ghostly whispers and apparitions. Bear River Massacre Site, Preston - 1110 US-91, Preston, ID 83263 A tragic site where the spirits of Shoshone victims of a massacre still linger, crying out for justice. Tune in to discover Idaho's haunted locations, where the past is never truly gone. Don't forget to subscribe, leave a review, and share this episode with your fellow ghost hunters. Like Our Facebook page for more Halloween fun: www.Facebook.com/TheHalloweenPodcast ORDER PODCAST MERCH! Website: www.TheHalloweenPodcast.com Email: TheHalloweenPodcast@gmail.com X: @TheHalloweenPod Support the Show: www.patreon.com/TheHalloweenPod Get bonus Halloween content and more! Just for Patreon supporters! Check out my other show! Find it on iTunes - Amazing Advertising http://amazingadvertising.podomatic.com/ Keywords: Haunted Idaho, Ghost Stories, Paranormal Idaho, Haunted Locations, Idaho State Penitentiary, Shoshone Ice Caves, Idaho Ghosts, Coeur d'Alene, Albion, Haunted Hotels, Haunted America Series Tags: #HauntedAmerica #IdahoGhosts #ParanormalPodcast #HauntedLocations #GhostStories #IdahoHaunts #OldIdahoPenitentiary #ShoshoneIceCaves #OwyheeHotel #StaySpooky #GhostHunters #SpookyTravel

KHOL Jackson Daily Local Newscast
September 20 | Eastern Shoshone election, YNP bodycam footage, Wyoming profits off reservation land

KHOL Jackson Daily Local Newscast

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 20, 2024 3:07


Listen every weekday for a local newscast featuring town, county, state and regional headlines. It's the daily dose of news you need on Wyoming, Idaho and the Mountain West — all in four minutes or less. 

KHOL Jackson Daily Local Newscast
September 13 | Hiking to honor 9/11, cooler weather benefitting Fish Creek Fire efforts, Eastern Shoshone Tribe hears from council candidates

KHOL Jackson Daily Local Newscast

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 13, 2024 3:57


Listen every weekday for a local newscast featuring town, county, state and regional headlines. It's the daily dose of news you need on Wyoming, Idaho and the Mountain West — all in four minutes or less. 

Antonia Gonzales
Thursday, September 12, 2024

Antonia Gonzales

Play Episode Listen Later Sep 12, 2024 5:00


Family, MMIP advocates mark 5 years since Cassandra Boskofsky's death Wyo. teams with Shoshone and Arapaho Fish and Game on outdoor program

Ojai: Talk of the Town
A Life in Science with Arthur Vander, Ph.D.

Ojai: Talk of the Town

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 28, 2024 85:57


Dr. Vander was well on his way to a career in as a medical doctor, when a random encounter with a series of physiology experiments about kidneys intrigued him, and led him into a half century of scientific studies and authoring books at the University of Michigan. He became a leading expert on kidney function and much more, literally writing the textbook. He is still keeping up-to-date with the latest findings in his well-earned Ojai retirement, where he's been for more than a decade with his wife Judy, an esteemed expert and musicologist in her own right. We talked about recent research that shows activity in patients with no brain activity, the enormous growth and elasticity of snake stomach and hearts and its implications for cardiovascular disease, social science and the replication crisis in experiments and much more. We did not talk about baseball, the Laurentian Shield and Shoshone dances. You can learn more about Dr. Vander through his extensive publications on Amazon.

The Observatory | Discovery of Consciousness & Awareness
Revisiting The Bear River Massacre with Darren Parry | “History Is Only Written by the Victors”

The Observatory | Discovery of Consciousness & Awareness

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 22, 2024 68:05


In this episode we had the opportunity to sit down with Darren Parry, the former chairman/chief of the North Western Shoshone tribe.  He shared with us a story that was both tragic and hopeful at the same time. The story of Bear River Massacre, from the perspective of those who suffered that day.  Brigham Young and the Latter-Day Saint movement led many people to Western North America, where the Shoshones helped them with foraging and many other necessary survival skills. All was well until resources started becoming more scarce, which led to more and more discontent between the Indians and the settlers. Timestamps:What former chairman means [1:54]How large the tribe is today [6:34]Setting the groundwork for this story [11:06]Complaining about the Indians and arrest warrants for the chiefs, and the massacre [17:49]Darren's grandparents and passing down the story [29:34]Our relationship with Mother Earth [40:05]Restoring the natural state of things [42:42]Telling the Shoshone story and the story of the land [47:08]Let's not turn this into a “You owe me” type thing, but see the positives [57:24]Reach out to Darren [61:53]Notable quotes:“What may have started as a battle, and when I think of a battle in my mind, I think of two equal groups, fighting it out, and what may have started equal after 10-15 minutes, quickly turned into indiscriminate killing of men, women, and children. My grandmother told me many times that our people were being slaughtered like wild rabbits. Men, women, and children were being butchered left and right.” [24:39] Relevant Links:https://x.com/shoshonelderboaogoi.orgSubscribe to the podcast: Apple Podcast

Aspen Public Radio Newscast
Thursday, August 15

Aspen Public Radio Newscast

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 15, 2024 8:48


On today's newscast: the city of Glenwood Springs is considering an increase in penalties for people and businesses who violate the rules around bear safety and trash, Pitkin County Sheriff's office swore in an 11-week-old Golden Retriever yesterday, Summit County has approved 1 million dollars for the purchase of the Shoshone water right, and more.

Armchair Explorer
Fireside dances, ancient ruins and the beauty of Hózhó (balance): Native Connections on Location in Utah

Armchair Explorer

Play Episode Listen Later Aug 12, 2024 58:31


Maiku. Yá'át'ééh. And hello!   You can't really know a place without hearing from the people who have always been there. Utah is the sacred and ancestral home of eight different tribal nations, including the Paiute, Navajo (Diné), Shoshone, Goshute, and more. And today, we're learning as much about their histories and cultures as we can.   Join us as we listen to Southern Paiute music under the stars, see a traditional Diné fireside dance, sample fry bread with a unique twist, step inside a traditional hogan in Monument Valley, and learn about what being Native American means in 2024.   Thank you to everyone who featured in this episode:   -Daniel Bullets of the Southern Paiute Tribe -The Adventure Tour Company of Kanab -Louis Williams of Ancient Wayves Tours in Bears Ears National Monument -Harold Simpson and Cody of Simpson's Trailhandler Tours, as well as Marilyn, all of Monument Valley Navajo Tribal Park -David Libbert of Black Sheep Cafe in Provo -Larry Holliday of Goulding's Lodge   PLAN YOUR UTAH TRIP   If you want to learn more about experiencing the sights and attractions featured in this episode, go to VisitUtah.com or follow along on social media @VisitUtah. International listeners can also book this itinerary directly as a package, with lots of other bonus experiences too -- just visit AmericanSky.co.uk/Utah-Holidays or learn more about all the incredible destinations around the state at VisitTheUSA.com or on social media @VisitTheUSA. SOCIAL Follow us on Instagram and Facebook @armchairexplorerpodcast. Want travel tips and advice? Questions about this episode? Message me! Sign up for the monthly newsletter at armchair-explorer.com. CREDITS This show was produced by Armchair Productions, the audio experts for the travel industry. Brian Thacker managed pre-production. Jenny Allison was the in-field producer and wrote the episode. Jason Paton did the recording, mix and sound design. Aaron Millar hosted and served as executive producer.  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Nihizhi, Our Voices: An Indigenous Solutions Podcast
The Lithium Rush & Its Impact on Indigenous Communities

Nihizhi, Our Voices: An Indigenous Solutions Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 25, 2024 61:21


In this episode, host Lyla June interviews Dean Barlese, an elder and spiritual leader from the Pyramid Lake Paiute Tribe and Max Wilbert, writer and community organizer whose been part of grassroots political work for 20 years, and is the founder of Protect Thacker Pass.Their discussion focuses around the status of the lithium mining project to be built on Thacker Pass, a physical feature located Humboldt County Nevada, a traditional and unceded territory of the Paiute and Shoshone people, and is United States Bureau of Land Management (BLM) public land. The traditional Paiute name of Thacker Pass is Peehee Mu'huh meaning “rotten moon.” Now it is also the site of a massive lithium mine under construction, that is destroying the area and valuable habitat for the creatures who live there.Throughout the episode, our guests touch on how they are fighting against this project, what the lands means to them, and next steps.To learn more or get involved, visit ProtectThackerPass.orgTo donate, visit GiveButter.comTo read the autobiography of Billy Haywood, visit Archive.org

Native America Calling - The Electronic Talking Circle
Friday, July 19, 2024 — Wakan Gli: the message from the sacred white buffalo calf

Native America Calling - The Electronic Talking Circle

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 19, 2024 56:09


Among the earth's most genetically pure buffalo herds in Yellowstone National Park, a rare white buffalo calf is born. It is considered sacred to surrounding tribes, such as the Lakota, Dakota, Blackfeet, and Shoshone, and was given a name, Wakan Gli, in a naming ceremony. The white calf brings with it a prophecy that some say correctly explains current human struggles with big issues like climate change. We'll talk with Native culture bearers about the significance of Wakan Gli. We'll also wrap up our eventful week at the Republican National Convention. GUESTS Chief Arvol Looking Horse (Lakota, Dakota, Nakota), 19th Generation Keeper of the White Buffalo Calf Pipe Paula Looking Horse (Dakota), organizer of World Peace and Prayer Day Dallas Gudgell (Yankton Dakota from Ft. Peck Assiniboine and Sioux Tribes), wildlife and tribal policy director with The International Wildlife Coexistence Network and vice president for the Buffalo Field Campaign board Develyn Hill (Shoshone-Bannock), 2023-2024 Miss Shoshone-Bannock Queen

SciFi TV Rewatch
Episode 569 Outer Range S02E04 Ode to Joy

SciFi TV Rewatch

Play Episode Listen Later Jul 19, 2024 60:52


Join Dave and Wayne for genre television show news, a glimpse into what the hosts are currently watching, and commentary and analysis of the Prime Video series Outer Range. This week on the SciFi TV Rewatch podcast we discuss Joy's decision to rescue Flower despite the expected ramifications, and Wayne posits that because she understands the Shoshone future is grim, it's worth saving one individual now and accept the consequences later. In our What We're Watching segment, Dave mentions several of the podcasts currently in his rotation, and Wayne renewed his Max subscription and finally screened Dune: Part 2.  In Listener Feedback, Susanne can't help but think of Dark when time travel is at play. Fred from the Netherlands points out the lack of actual joy in the episode, and Alan in England speculates how the bison w/two arrows arrived in the present.  Remember to join the genre television and film discussion on the SciFi TV Rewatch Facebook group for the latest genre television show news and podcast releases. Episode Grade: A

Have a Day! w/ The History Wizard

Hey, Hi, Hello, this is the History Wizard and welcome back for Day 17 of Have a Day w/ The History Wizard. Thank you to everyone who tuned in for Day 16 last week, and especially thank you to everyone who rated and/or reviewed the podcast. I hope you all learned something last week and I hope the same for this week. We're going to do something different this week. We've been learning about some, frankly depressing things. War, genocide, slaughter, ethnic tensions and cleansings. These are all important things to be learning about. Especially the ones that are happening in the world right now. But it is always important to remember to take care of ourselves. We need to take some time to breathe and remember that we are human beings with thoughts and feelings and that we require rest or we will, quite simply, die. So today, after our visit to the Alchemist's Table, we are going to learn about the history of juggling! Today's libation is called Herb Garden. It's 1 oz each of gin, elderflower liquor, and jagermeister. 2 splashes each of Orleans and Cardamom bitters, and a splash of lavender simple syrup. Shake well and strain into a glass with muddled mint. Top with lemonade and enjoy! So! Now onto the juggling. First let's get the obvious out of the way. What is juggling? Juggle is a verb and it is defined as to continuously toss into the air and catch (a number of objects) so as to keep at least one in the air while handling the others, typically for the entertainment of others. Though it also bears mentioning that what we will be discussing in this episode is more specifically referred to as toss juggling. Bounce juggling and contact juggling also exist as distinct disciplines. Moving forward I'll be using the general term juggling, but know that we are discussing toss juggling. The classic tool for juggling is, obviously, balls but you can juggle anything that you can throw. I've seen people juggle knives, flaming torches, chainsaws, music stands, bowling balls. Anything you can throw. Although, the three most basic juggling props are balls, clubs, and rings. The oldest archeological depiction that we have of juggling comes from ancient Egypt from around the 21st century BCE. There was some wall art in the Beni Hasan cemetery complex that appears to show 4 young women juggling balls. We say appears to be because without text based evidence describing the scene or the ability to talk to someone who made the art it's just a guess. But you can look up the wall art, and it looks like juggling to me. The next big piece of juggling in the historical record comes from the Spring and Autumn period of Chinese history and it is not only my favorite story from the history of juggling, but it is also one of my favorite historical stories to exist, full stop. Xiong Yiliao was a Chu warrior who fought under King Zhuang of Chu during the Spring and Autumn period of Chinese history. Ancient Chinese annals state that he practiced nòngwán, "throwing multiple objects up and down without dropping". During a battle in about 603 BC between the states of Chu and Song, Xiong Yiliao stepped out between the armies and juggled nine balls, which so amazed the Song troops that all five hundred of them turned and fled, allowing the Chu army to win a complete victory. Dude just walked in between two armies about to fight and pulled one of the biggest bluffs since the Empty Fort Strategy. But also, NINE BALLS!??!?! That's amazingly impressive. The world record for most balls juggled at a single time TODAY is only 11. The record was set by Alex Barron on the 3rd of April, 2012. Juggling 9 balls is still considered a massive achievement. I've never really been able to progress beyond 3. There's another story from the Spring and Autumn period of a man named Lanzi who was known to walk around on stilts that were “twice as long as his body” while juggling 7 jian swords. Let's put aside, for a moment, that jian swords are not weighted even remotely close to how modern juggling clubs or knives are and that they are far longer. The current record for most clubs juggled is only 8. It was set in 2023 by Moritz Rosner who managed a bare 18 tosses and catches before losing the pattern. Lanzi, by the way, was probably not the guy's actual name. Lanzi was often used as a general term for itinerant entertainers during this time. The Ancient Greek historian Manetho once described jugglers and acrobats thusly:  “birds of the country, the foulest brood of the city.” Male and female jugglers jumped forward and backward over swords or tables; girls threw up and caught again a number of balls or hoops to the accompaniment of a musical instrument; others displayed an astounding skill with their feet and toes while standing on their hands. And the Greek historian Xenophon once had this to say about the performance of a dancing girl at a party hosted by Socrates: And at the instant her fellow with the flute commenced a tune to keep her company, whilst someone posted at her side kept handing her the hoops till she had twelve in all. With these in her hands she fell to dancing, and the while she danced she flung the hoops into the air - overhead she sent them twirling - judging the height they must be thrown to catch them as they fell in perfect time. The record for ring juggling, by the way, is only 13 rings and was set in 2002 by Albert Lucas who managed exactly 13 throws and catches. Now, many of these ancient historians were known to exaggerate, so it's unclear if these historic records are real, or if they were just picking numbers they assumed were impressive. If the former, it's wild that the records have increased by so little. If the latter, they were correct. Ancient Roman sources make mention of jugglers and juggling fairly frequently. They mention contact juggling with glass spheres a number of times and Sidonius Apollinaris, a Roman officer leading a legion in the French province of Niemen, allegedly wrote in his letters that he enjoyed juggling three or four balls as a hobby for his own satisfaction and to entertain his companions in the legions. The Boke of Saint Albans, published in England in 1486, contains one of my very favorite  juggling fun facts. It mentions a “Neverthriving of Jugglers” as part of a list of collective nouns. This is hilarious and painful and it is nearly impossible to make a thriving wage as a juggler. Stewart Culin in Games of the North American Indians, a book that was written in 2012 lists examples of juggling among the Naskapi, Eskimo, Achomawi, Bannock, Shoshone, Ute, and Zuni tribes of North America. One example, quoted from George Dorsey, describes a game played by Shoshone women who juggled up to four balls made of mud, cut gypsum, or rounded water-worn stones. Dorsey describes betting contests in which the women raced toward an objective such as a tree or tipi while juggling. This is very similar to a modern day sport called joggling where participants juggle while jogging. From 1768 onwards, when Phillip Astley opened the first modern circus he included jugglers along with his equestrian acts, acrobatics, and clowns. And in 1793 when John Bill Rickets brought the idea of the circus to the United States and performed for George Washington he juggled while on horseback. So largely from the 18th century forward juggling has been heavily associated with the circus. There have been man firsts and exciting advancements made in the field of juggling over the years. From Jim Harrigan creating the concept of comedic juggling to Dewitt Cook inventing the modern concept of club juggling when he performed a routine using Indian Clubs. Indian clubs are a heavy wooden club that was and still are used as a strengthening and conditioning tool. They are much heavier and not weighted quite the same as modern plastic clubs. There have also been more weird stories, such as Enrico Rastelli who was born in Siberia in 1896. Widely hailed as one of the greatest jugglers of all time he was the first recorded person to juggle 10 balls, though he was never able to juggle 9. There was also Charles Hoey who was the first to juggle 4 clubs, though he could not stop juggling without dropping. When performing on stage the curtain had to be closed while he was still juggling so the audience wouldn't see him drop. Juggling has a long and delightfully quirky history. It's one of my favorite party trick, though one that I don't practice as often as I used to or as often as I should. Still, it's fun to do and fun to learn about. I hope you enjoyed learning about it, because next week it's right back into the breach. That's it for this week folks. No new reviews, so let's get right into the outro. Have a Day! w/ The History Wizard is brought to you by me, The History Wizard. If you want to see/hear more of me you can find me on Tiktok @thehistorywizard or on Instagram @the_history_wizard. Please remember to rate, review, and subscribe to Have a Day! On your pod catcher of choice. The more you do, the more people will be able to listen and learn along with you. Thank you  for sticking around until the end and, as always, Have a Day.  

Dr. History's Tales of the Old West

His book, "The White Indian Boy," relates his experience of running away to live with Shoshone Chief Washakie. He witnessed a battle between the Shoshone and Crow tribes with many killed. He nearly had his leg amputated by the medicine man. He was a pony express rider, blacksmith, carpenter, rancher, prison guard, prison inmate, trader, trapper and "frontier doctor." Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Tribe of Testimonies
Blaine Goklish - Eastern Shoshone, White Mountain Apache, Blackfeet, & Pawnee

Tribe of Testimonies

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 11, 2024 47:11


This episode was recorded two weeks before Blaine was baptized and now uploaded after his baptism! I'm so happy for him!!! I wish I could have been there to witness his special day and to hug him! (Gee whiz, I'm using a lot of exclamation marks!) Things I particularly loved about this conversation include his honesty about how things are with his family--especially his mother. I love that he cares about her feelings, but also recognizes the vast importance of the baptism covenant. I love that he has studied it out in his mind and in his heart. I love that he is so excited about finding answers to questions, feelings, and promptings he has had. I just love that he was so excited to share his excitement with all of us. 

Bedtime History: Inspirational Stories for Kids and Families
Sacajawea's Story: A Trailblazer's Tale

Bedtime History: Inspirational Stories for Kids and Families

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 10, 2024 7:53 Transcription Available


In this historical fiction episode, join us as we learn about the remarkable life of Sacajawea, the Shoshone woman who played a pivotal role in the Lewis and Clark Expedition. Tune in to discover the inspiring story of a true trailblazer who bridged cultures and helped chart the course of exploration in the early 19th century.

Not As Crazy As You Think Podcast
Exploring Subconscious Architecture with Manex Ibar, Shaman, Mystic and Founder of Sphinx Code (S6, E2)

Not As Crazy As You Think Podcast

Play Episode Play 60 sec Highlight Listen Later Jun 10, 2024 78:21


In the episode, "Exploring Subconscious Architecture with Manex Ibar, Shaman, Mystic and Founder of Sphinx Code" (S6, E2), Manex shares his personal journey in discovering his shamanic path and how others can too. Manex points out that many who are tribal shamans, were initiated by those already on the path, unlike many in Western cultures, who are often considered psychotic. Manex speaks about his channeled system of the Sphinx Code and how it can help others find their unique path and also shares about the science and spiritual perspective of the psychedelic revolution and what plant medicine can teach us. Manex shares stories of others who have come into their own states of illumination through taking the shamanic path and brings to light how these ancient practices have a deeper technology that many of the modern world overlooks. Manex has an amazing gift with channeling wisdom from the other side and has astute clarity on this intriguing topic that he feels is his life purpose to share.Bio:Shaman Manex Ibar, a Mystic renowned for his transformative work as a spiritual guide, healer, and teacher. With a deep focus on reconnecting with nature's wisdom and unlocking our innate consciousness, Manex offers psychic clarity and practical techniques to illuminate individual paths toward realizing one's highest potential. From everyday individuals to prominent figures like doctors, CEOs, and celebrities, Manex has empowered a diverse range of clients, drawing upon his initiation into the Lakota medicine tradition at the age of 16 and wisdom gleaned from 12 master teachers across various lineages, including Tibetan Bon, Shoshone, and Algonquin traditions.Through channeling and personal encounters with nature's elements, such as surviving lightning strikes, Manex simplifies complex spiritual concepts, facilitating transformative experiences with spirit consciousness. As the visionary founder of Sphinx Code, he leads the charge in pioneering the science of subconscious architecture, revolutionizing approaches to personal growth and enlightenment for seekers worldwide.Learn more about Manex on his website: https://manexibar.com/Discover your Sphinx Code: https://sphinxcode.com/ Manex Ibar's essential oils have a very powerful effect on helping get out of depression/oppression (number 2 oil for energy is especially helpful) www.frequence.lifeFollow Manex at: https://www.facebook.com/manechibarhttps://x.com/manexibar/https://www.linkedin.com/in/manex-ibar-778217/https://www.instagram.com/theshamansays/#mentalhealth #plantmedicine #shamanicjourney #sweatlodge #sphinxcodePlease visit my website at: www.jengaitasiciliano.comDon't forget to subscribe to the Not As Crazy As You Think YouTube channel @SicilianoJenConnect:Instagram: @ jengaita LinkedIn: @ jensicilianoTwitter: @ jsiciliano

Podcast Historyczny
Wyprawa Lewisa i Clarka - Przez Dzikie Bezkresy Ameryki!

Podcast Historyczny

Play Episode Listen Later Jun 7, 2024 88:06


Wyruszamy na niezwykłą przygodę, która przeniesie nas w czasy jednej z najbardziej fascynujących ekspedycji w historii– wyprawy Lewisa i Clarka wszerz całej Ameryki! Ten odcinek jest dla mnie szczególny, ponieważ obchodzimy 5 rocznicę powstania podcastu historycznego! Pięć lat pełnych historii, odkryć i wspólnych podróży przez wieki. Nie mam slow, by opisac, jaki jestem szczęśliwy! Z tej okazji postanowiłem przygotować dla was coś specjalnego – odcinek pełen przygody, taki jak uwielbiacie, taki odcinek niejako w starym stylu! Ekspedycja Lewisa i Clarka to właśnie taka opowieść – pełna niesamowitych zwrotów akcji, pokonywania trudności i odkryć, które zmieniły bieg historii. Usiądźcie wygodnie, zrelaksujcie się i przygotujcie na przygodę i podróż w czasie. Przed nami wyprawa Lewisa i Clarka – historia, która zainspiruje, zachwyci i pokaże, jak wielka może być siła ludzkiego ducha!

Columbia Energy Exchange
Indigenous Rights in the Energy Transition

Columbia Energy Exchange

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 30, 2024 39:46


Across the U.S., large scale renewable energy projects, transmission lines, and mining sites for critical minerals are built on or near tribal lands. For example, the federal government plans to loan billions of dollars to Lithium Americas to develop a lithium mine in Nevada at a location known as Thacker Pass, sacred to local Paiute and Shoshone people.  With the tumultuous history of energy development on indigenous lands, many tribes are pushing back on citing new infrastructure on their land. So, how is the energy transition impacting Native American communities? And what are advocacy groups and the federal government doing to protect indigenous rights and lands? This week host Bill Loveless talks with Kate Finn about the contentious history of energy projects on Native American lands, how that history influences energy development today, and how her organization is working to ensure Native Americans have a seat at the table in determining how best to use indigenous lands.  Kate is the executive director of First Peoples Worldwide, an organization focused on upholding the rights, sovereignty, and economic power of Indigenous People around the world. She was the inaugural American Indian Law Program Fellow at the University of Colorado Law, where she worked directly with tribes and Native communities. Her recent work focuses on the impacts of development in Indigenous communities, and embedding respect for Indigenous peoples into routine business operations.

The Daily Sun-Up
Little Shoshone Power Plant has big role in water rights

The Daily Sun-Up

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 16, 2024 19:24


https://coloradosun.com/2024/04/14/shoshone-power-plant-colorado-river-environmental-water-rights/ Today – Sun water reporter Shannon Mullane talks about what's at stake for some major water rights on the Colorado River and how it would affect millions of Colorado residents.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Crime Off The Grid
Ranger Tales; Yellowstone's Shoshone Lake, a Tragic Tale

Crime Off The Grid

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 8, 2024 41:10


Far in the backcountry during a blizzard, a ranger recounts a tragic incident which will serve as a deadly cautionary tale.For more information about the podcast, check out https://crimeoffthegrid.com/ Also...We've Got Merch!!   Check us out on Instagram https://www.instagram.com/crimeoffthegridpodcast/ and  (1) Facebook SUPPORT THE SHOW: We would love your support so we can keep the episodes coming! https://www.buymeacoffee.com/cotgSources: First hand accountingDan R Sholly, Steven M Newman Guardians of Yellowstone: An Intimate Look at the Challenges of Protecting America's Foremost Wilderness – January 1, 1991

Bloody Beaver
Lewis & Clark | The Shoshone (Part 3)

Bloody Beaver

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 27, 2024 40:11


In the spring of 1805, the Lewis and Clark expedition departed from the Mandan and followed the Missouri River west into Montana. They would need to cross the Rocky Mountains before the snow began to fall, and to that, they would need to find the Shoshone. Also discussed are the hunting on the upper Missouri, the portage of the Great Falls, and a fortunate encounter with the Nez Perce. This is part 3 in the Lewis and Clark series; links below for the previous two installments. Part 1 in the Lewis & Clark series - https://www.wildwestextra.com/lewis-clark-the-corps-of-discovery-part-1/   Part 2 in the Lewis & Clark series - https://www.wildwestextra.com/lewis-clark-sacagawea-daniel-boone-part-2/ Check out the website for more true tales from the Old West https://www.wildwestextra.com/   Email me! https://www.wildwestextra.com/contact/   Buy me a coffee! https://www.buymeacoffee.com/wildwest   Free Newsletter! https://wildwestjosh.substack.com/     Undaunted Courage by Stephen Ambrose - https://www.amazon.com/Undaunted-Courage-Meriwether-Jefferson-American/dp/0684826976   Journals of Lewis & Clark - https://lewisandclarkjournals.unl.edu/   Join Into History for ad-free and bonus content! https://intohistory.supercast.com/   Merchandise! https://www.teepublic.com/user/wild-west-extravaganza   Book Recommendations! https://www.amazon.com/shop/wildwestextravaganza/list/YEHGNY7KFAU7?ref_=aip_sf_list_spv_ofs_mixed_d

American History Tellers
Encore: Lewis and Clark I Across the Rockies | 2

American History Tellers

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 20, 2024 37:16


In the spring of 1805, Lewis and Clark resumed their journey up the Missouri River in search of the Pacific. But to reach the ocean, they would have to cross the towering Rocky Mountains. It was a forbidding task, and one they couldn't achieve alone. They would need the help of their young interpreter, Sacagawea, and her tribe, the Shoshone. But first, they had to locate the elusive Shoshone – and with winter fast approaching, time was running out.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Bloody Beaver
Lewis & Clark | Sacagawea & Daniel Boone (Part 2)

Bloody Beaver

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 20, 2024 44:11


One aspect of the Lewis and Clark expedition that's often overlooked is that much of their success hinged largely on the good graces of the various Indigenous people on whose land they were crossing. Today, as we follow the expedition up Missouri, we'll take a look at several such encounters, first with the Oto and Missouri tribes, then Arikara, the Yankton, and finally a near-disastrous confrontation with the Lakota – one that had the potential to significantly alter history as we know it. We'll also examine the Corp of Discovery's time among the Mandan, a possible meeting with the legendary Daniel Boone, and introduce a young girl who turned out to be one of the most valuable members of the expedition – a teenage mother known as Sacagawea. By the way, how exactly is her name pronounced? And was she really Shoshone? This is PART 2 in a series on Lewis and Clark - link down below for PART 1!   Part 1 in the Lewis & Clark series - https://www.wildwestextra.com/lewis-clark-the-corps-of-discovery-part-1/   Check out the website for more true tales from the Old West https://www.wildwestextra.com/   Email me! https://www.wildwestextra.com/contact/   Buy me a coffee! https://www.buymeacoffee.com/wildwest   Free Newsletter! https://wildwestjosh.substack.com/   Hugh Glass - https://www.wildwestextra.com/hugh-glass-frontiersman/   Jim Bridger | Ashley's 100 - https://www.wildwestextra.com/jim-bridger-ashleys-100/   Undaunted Courage by Stephen Ambrose - https://www.amazon.com/Undaunted-Courage-Meriwether-Jefferson-American/dp/0684826976   Journals of Lewis & Clark - https://lewisandclarkjournals.unl.edu/   Join Into History for ad-free and bonus content! https://intohistory.supercast.com/   Merchandise! https://www.teepublic.com/user/wild-west-extravaganza   Book Recommendations! https://www.amazon.com/shop/wildwestextravaganza/list/YEHGNY7KFAU7?ref_=aip_sf_list_spv_ofs_mixed_d

Timesuck with Dan Cummins
Short Suck #2 - Grizzly Bear vs Mountain Man: The Story of Hugh Glass

Timesuck with Dan Cummins

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 26, 2024 47:57 Very Popular


Today's Short Suck is all about the life of Hugh Glass - the man whose insane story of surviving a Grizzly Bear attack inspired the 2015 Leonardo DiCaprio film, The Revenant.  Hope you enjoy! And have a great weekend! Watch the Suck on YouTube: https://youtu.be/1nnLCum2UsUFor Merch and everything else Bad Magic related, head to: https://www.badmagicproductions.com