Long time, no blog

I get home tonight and the satellite isn't working, and I'm assuming that's because it's covered in snow.  Way up on the roof.   And I don't feel like shoveling any more this season, much less scaling the house and dusting out a little satellite dish.  I'm grateful the PVR still works, though I suppose I shouldn't be: it turns out I haven't been missing much, these last few episodes of "Brothers & Sisters."

If you've been lingering around here looking for the political scoop on all-things-Tyendinaga, here's what I got ...

Nothing.

My primary concern regarding the operation of this community has been communication, and the ways we regular ol' Indians don't tend to know anything about what's going on around here unless we read about it in the Intelligencer or some leftist liberal rag (what's the internet version of a rag?  A ragsite?).  I was ultimately concerned about two job positions at the band office: consultation coordinator, and communication officer.

They are huge positions, I still believe, especially because I remain convinced that a member of two of our elected leadership have got all caught up in whatever social status accompanies those positions.  Annointing themselves gods or kings or something like that.  A consultation coordinator and communication officer, when properly trained, can provide a continual reminder that "representing the people of the community" isn't just something you say when you travel outside the reserve.

The band office posted those two jobs a few months ago ... and either nobody applied for them, or nobody who applied was qualified.  It's common in our communities, but disappointing nonetheless.  Please don't ask if I applied: I'm not sure if I'd work well with self-annointed gods and kings.

It's hard to question the quality of our internal communication when the call was made to fill exactly that role and it was not answered.

So if peaking above this screen at three lame episodes of "Brothers & Sisters" has taught me anything, it has been to remind me of the freedom I've felt these past couple months, liberated of the frustration.  It's been an interesting couple months, yes.  Less political.  More "at large" = beyond the rez.  I promise to post more about it soon.  Hold your breath.  Count the days.