Was sitting in a South Dakota restaurant in the '70's with two Lakota A.I.M. men and a lawyer from N.A.I.L.S. (Native American Indian Legal Services). I was listening to accounts of some of the everyday atrocities against folk at Pine Ridge. Wounded Knee was happening. At one point I said, "That makes me just want to throw this chair through that window." Dave, the N.A.I.L.S. attorney, gave me a sharp look and said warningly, "George!" I understood and immediately began to wind down.
catch the bull at four.
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