Another year of 'Thanksgiving' is upon us. As you fight over the dinner table about which geriatric white man is best to lead this country, I kindly ask you to remember one thing. The land your table sits on was taken from my people, the Swayson Tribe of the Pacific Northwest. You tossed disease ridden blankets at my people as you took them from their homes at gunpoint and promised that they would be safe in new lands. However, countless treaties were broken by the white man and now you celebrate all you have which is all you stolen from us. One day we will get our land back. The land our ancestors walked upon will be delivered to it's rightful people. We will never give up the good fight. Never.