It is a simple matter for me that in having a voice I am obliged to use it when an issue arises.
We should all speak and do what we can in the immediacy of our daily lives, but also be willing to go beyond that-and one of the benefits of the internet is the ability to do so.
I’ve often felt the internet has become a global archive of misinformation, and that’s easy enough to see-but it also offers itself as a vehicle to address the misinformation- something that the Annie Mae site has striven to do for years, and without the internet would have struggled to obtain the level of justice and awareness that has thus far been achieved.
Slowly we see difficult truths emerging on sites such as ICT, IWJ, White Buffalo Calf Woman Society and Pretty Bird Woman House- those who can’t wait to inform you of their latest escapade, foundation, or interpretations of all things from the Constitution to matriarchy should be the ones who just as eagerly, just as rabidly, are advocating for and supporting organizations such as these in the same volume and manner they distribute their words concerning everything else.
Apparently the issues that the Annie Mae, WBCWS, ICT, and PBWH sites are addressing are
of lesser importance to them.
Silence isn’t the final word or the determining factor though, and increasingly becoming less of a haven, for just as the internet can misinform, so too can it be an educator, a witness.
The global archive where fact and fiction can be separated, where words uttered and forgotten in years past can be readily exhumed and compared as though they were just this day spoken.
A process where liberators are shown to be terrorists, and land warriors murderers of women. Where champions and patriots are shown to be denizens of first class flights that lead a life of comparative opulence to those around them. Where “defense” committees flourish, create their own wealth, add to the fiction, and accomplish nothing, save self perpetuation.
The internet for all it’s pluses and minuses is exactly what we make of it-in that is it’s redemption, or failure, much the same as it is for those who avail themselves of it.