I feel like I could be likened to an old hound circling on a rug for the last five years.

When I speak out on corporations hurting the common man or the environment or other species, I expect a well-financed disinformation campaign to be aimed my way.

Five hundred years later we're still doing it. This is a moment where we're either going to reaffirm that's what we do [with Native Americans ], that's who we are, or we're going to start moving toward change. A change won't come easy, because there's a lot of big money that doesn't care about any of this.

The punches came fast and hard, lying on my back in the school yard.

We have to understand that people are different. I don't know, if we really understand who we're dealing with over there.

I may not be the devil, but I know just how he feels.

And as an afterthought, this too must be told: Some people have taken pure bullshit and turned it into gold.