Restless Spirit: The Murder of Eddie
Peltier
A True Story By Cat West |
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Even if you don't live on the Rez, it's your money, YOUR TAX DOLLARS AT WORK. You owe it to yourself to peek in once in awhile and see what you are paying for Texas Monthly Magazine has done a feature on this case. Read the October, 2006 Issue. OR, go to the online version. Michael Hall went to the rez and saw for himself. |
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NOTE: New feature for the site will be an overview of cases of murdered and missing in Indian Country. If you have a case that you want posted, contact me and I will tell you what I need to be able to post. -Cat Please read up and follow the "Bring Paula Home" story and help a woman who has dedicated herself to helping Indian People survive and prevent Diabetes. Links on that page take you to her site. Special thanks to my friend, Denis Campbell Updated:Nov 1, 2009 August 29, 2010 --
Printer Copy (3) It was innocent and well-intended. Someone was asked to attend a prayer for someone who had their cancer return. There is so much cancer on the rez, but no one is looking for the cause. Prayers generally all there is. But that person misunderstood the request and thought that someone had died. He spread the word, out of kindness and wanting comfort to be extended to the Widow and Family. But no one had died. It was a prayer to help the healing as the grueling process of treatments were to begin again. Imagine the surprise of those who called the house, only to have the deceased--answer the phone. It was an honest mistake. It came about, partly because people don't talk to one another enough. Information gets guessed at, left out, or filled in. Real Information Remains Hidden The corrupt like it that way. No one knows for sure what is happening or whom to hold responsible for crimes committed. Eddie would be 51 now. But he was murdered when he was only 24. Word spread quickly about a dead body, male, but beaten beyond recognition. Beaten so badly, his own father could not recognize him. Wearing Quentin Yankton's clothes, which were way too big for him. Funny, for some reason, possibly that he murdered Eddie, but Poopsie knew who the dead body was, even though the identity could not be confirmed except through fingerprints, two days later. So, Poopsie, what did you do with Eddie's Wallet and ID? Keep it as a trophy? Remember how you mutilated the genitals, kept them as a trophy of your murdering Gilbert Fassett? And then you acted like the cop investigating the crime when, days later, the body was reported---to you? How do you not break up laughing? You investigated your own murders! I know you like trophies. So, do you still have Eddie's Wallet? His Driver's License? Little mementos like that? I know you wanted to sexually mutilate him too, but that did not fit in with your planned "Hit and Run" scenario, so you couldn't do it. Well, your Hit and Run Scenario didn't fly either, so *Snap!, you coulda had a mutilation! Oh the aggravation! And now, twenty-seven years down the road, you are a pathetic, whimpering, paranoid bully who has to wear diapers. Too weak to even protect your own family from your own murdering brother, you allowed Q-Ball to murder Pisster's favorite son, and then he murdered your Brother Scott, and what did you do? Nothing. You started a fight at the funeral home, but not much else. You have no balls. Except for Gilbert Fassett's, in a jar, as a trophy, on your desk. Better put it away now. Someone might be looking. Someone might remember. Someone might not be your friend when you can do nothing for them. Poor, poor, pathetic Poopsie. Still tries to act tough, but cries out in the night like a 14 yr old girl, because some cold hand pushed against his chest. Keeping secrets that are not secrets poisons the family. The toxic family poisons the community. A community that begins to talk and to heal... terrifies the corrupt. They need the darkness of fear and ignorance to keep them safe, just a little longer. Things Are Looking Brighter I hear that now Wayne is gone for good and the Schools are already showing the effects of his absence. Teachers are more enthusiastic, students are more engaged. Walking down the hallways, one can feel the difference. A change for the better. A chance for the future. I encourage all the members of the School Board to walk up and down those halls, talk to those kids and to those teachers, and see for themselves, what is happening, what needs to be done and then get it done. Who knows? Maybe one of those kids will graduate and go on to learn investigative skills, and be the one to come back and open up the case of Eddie Peltier's murder. Maybe, if any of the killers are still alive, they can be brought to Justice. Maybe, if any of the co-conspirators and the accessories before and after the fact are still alive, they can be brought to Justice. Maybe. Maybe more students will learn that they have value, and they can do amazing things, and come back to teach other students in the ways of government, politics, writing, arts, music, history and all the things that open up the whole world. Maybe there will be fewer suicides. Maybe there will be more qualified doctors and nurses. Maybe there will be prosperity instead of this grinding politically supported poverty. The hope for the Tribe is sitting in those classrooms. Stop in, see how it is going. We know the Tribal Council has no spine. They will not reopen this case, even though they could. They are afraid of a fat man in a diaper, a man who cannot read a word, and a man who murders his own relatives. Perhaps a little more education and even they could see that those bullies they are so afraid of, are really more afraid of them. Wow, what if the attorney for the man falsely accused and convicted of Gilbert Fassett's murder, is reading this blog? The possibilities are endless. But so is the suffering if everyone does not do their part. Crabs In A Bucket
So it is on the rez: Reservations all over North America are run without visible lids to keep them down. They rely on the corrupt taking everything, and the rest being like crabs in a bucket, pulling each other down. Talk to each other. Help each other out. Let go of old, stupid feuds and help one another in times of need. I know it is happening out there. I hear about it. Everyone feels better and stronger, and it can spread to where, everyone is not afraid to look at the Truth--- and deal with it. Until then, we have rumors, sometimes true, sometimes not. Sometimes deliberate, sometimes accidental. We need communication, we need education, and we need courage. We can only find that if we first look into ourselves and then at our effect on the world around us. There is so much more we can do when we work together, than when we pull each other down. We are so much stronger collectively than we are when we are divided by jealousy, suspicion, lies and mistrust. Once we start coming together, nothing can make us turn back to what we were when we were like crabs in a bucket, pulling each other down, so no one could get ahead. The corrupt count on us remaining 'crabs in a bucket'. They fear us losing fear, jealousy, feuds. They fear us coming together to talk, and learn the truth, about anything. Try helping someone up rather than putting them down or being happy they can’t get ahead of you. You never know. That someone may, or someone else may, give you a helping hand when you need it. Then all the crabs will be out of the bucket! Meanwhile, take a walk down the halls of the schools, see how it is going so far. See if maybe you can't help it go further. Afterall, that is the Future. Once we start, we can't stop and the momentum carries us far away from these dark times. Think of it as Planning "The Great Escape". You know where to find me. ~Cat August 23,
2010 ---Printer Version (4) While my computer was out of commission, I had received emails on a topic about the stand-off in Turtle Mountain. I was going to blog about it, but it was already on the news up here, TV and radio, so I assumed you all already knew about it. Clearly, there is more of a selective omission on news from Indian Country than I had thought, as I am still getting emails about the stabbing, standoff. So, better late than never: From the Rez:
And yes, I had heard about it the before:
So, anyone still wonder why I call them "Badgers"? No screening, no training, and no consequences. Look at Glenn DeLorme's record of abuses while he had a badge! And SLN had rehired him??? Good thing you all made a noise about it. No one is safe as long as the Police, who are supposed to protect you, are the abusers. Losers and abusers do not a good Police Department make. Got it? Now go make some noise! Seriously, as much as it made news up here, I really thought it had been played at least as much, if not more, out there. But, like everything else in Indian Country... Let's not let anyone know what is really going on! And, until you have full and complete access to the information you need, information that is relevant to you, your family, your tribe and your community, this blog is all there is. Inform yourself, your community. Send information to this blog. Even if it is late, as this was, eventually, you will have what you need to make informed decisions. Morsel: With all the political garbage flying high and low out there and everywhere, here is something to remember when you are watching what is supposed to be 'News' or "Informative Media": Opinions are based on facts. If an Opinion cannot be supported by real facts (I.e., qualified sources, agencies, reports, etc.) it is not in fact, and "Opinion", it is a "Bias". Biases are supported only by resentments, vague fears and prejudices. Too many media outlets: Newspapers, Magazines, TV, Radio and Blogs, present raging Biases as "Opinions" and as "Facts" when in truth, they are neither. Get educated and be able to know the difference. Inform yourself with research. Always look for facts. You know where to find me. ~Cat PS: More on Wayne in upcoming blogs. Not done with the school out there, not by a long shot. August 19,
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Version (6 ) Sorry about the long absence. My computer had to go to Computer Clinic and get a new something or other... So it was down for over a week. I had a loaner computer and got a lot of emails to keep me up on things, but it did not have the program I use to post this blog. Computer came back Fat and Sassy. So, shall we catch up? Here's a piece of news that happened while I was gone: August 13th (Friday the 13th) From the Rez:
And another:
It seems either there are a lot of rollovers out there and people not wearing seatbelts, or this is how the Turdclan seems to solve all its family problems. Not sure if they were cousins. The Turdclan is really big on Incest/Inbreeding (Keeps them a pure family). But regardless, this is typical of how it ends when a Turdling gets upset. The estranged party seems to die: Pisster's Ex, Turdling Scott, Pisster's favorite son- Willy, now this guy. There are more, I just can't remember all of them off-hand. I'm sure it is just a coincidence. *Pop!* The upside is that they can all look their most pitiful at yet another funeral, get paid for going, collect some insurance or whatever it is they do. Not sure if this relates, but Pill Head Wanda is looking pitiful on Face Book again... looking for 'prayers'
Let me help you 'answer your prayers' there Pilly--- your family is a bunch of drunks, drug abusers, and maybe, since you are so religious, either God is punishing you for your corruption, or the logical outcome of drinking, drugging, driving is death. Still can't figure it out? How dumb are you? Or did you think it could never happen to your family because you have some 'special' power? Being corrupt and asking for pity from the very community you rob and abuse, is to me, laughable. Sorry for your loss. But seriously, how could you not see this coming? Add to all the risks, he was with a Turdling. This is how their problems always solve. Saves on lawyers, court costs, ugly custody battles, etc. This is how that works. Now, I also hear that you don't want to do your job. You want to be paid, but you don't want to show up on time or even near it, and you leave early. Now, you are telling everyone to do the scheduling that is actually YOUR job to do. How much are they paying you? Are you sure you have a degree? Pull that thermometer out of your butt and check it again. Like you gave a flying donut about anyone besides yourself. Keep asking for pity and for prayers. I'm sure they are being answered, but not in the way you want. The community you are ruining has you and the rest of the corrupt to thank for their suffering. Say a little prayer for them while you are at it. Pull out those rosary beads and strike a pathetic pose. Now, take a picture and post that. School Daze I see *"Uncle Wayne" is still playing the game of trying to get back into the job that he was:
Now, for those trying to follow that crazy rabbit-assed career, he quit. On the spot. He never showed up for any meetings the Tribal Council or the School Board had requested. Except to get his raise when Brain Dead Beazer and her Brain Injured son were his allies on the School Board. After quitting, his political ally, Paul Yankton, tried to help him get on as Superintendent for the K-8 school. Same salary, Bennies and privileges, mind you... Considering he was paid well over $100K for running one lame school, while other Superintendents in the state were paid far less for running (and better) much larger districts, plus all the money he could siphon off for himself and his family (more on that later), just up and quitting seemed a tad dumb. He was floating rumors that he had taken a position with Belcourt as the Super of their Schools. Then it was Turtle Mountain, then it was Standing Rock... every kind of rumor came in. Paul Yankton wanted him to stay, but he had "all these other great offers" (from schools that really needed to lower their standards?)... but he is now begging to get his job back. But, he would not show up at the meeting called to discuss his "old/new" job. Why? According to Paul Yankton, he's afraid of the Board and the Tribal Council. The very Tribal Council he had shown so much contempt and disdain for, arrogantly ignoring their calls... turns out, he's a pants pee-er. Scaredy Wayne. Well, the School is in a pickle for a number of reasons. A lot of money that could have gone to programs, teachers, books, repairs, etc... went to Scaredy Wayne. Now, they need a new Super. Here's how people who know the system out there tell me it is:
FROM ME:
But Wait, there's more: OOps! Looks like you will have to wait! It has to do with how much Scaredy Wayne got paid, how much Scholarship money went to his relatives. But, I have a lot of other work to catch up on now that I have my computer back So, I leave you with these parting images: Scaredy Wayne wanting his old job back because his other "Job Offers" were total lies, probably as factual as his "Degrees" (again, pull the thermometer out and check it). But being afraid to show up and talk to the very people he had such contempt for the whole time his job was secure. Feature Pilly posing with those Rosary Beads, add a shaft of light shining down on her... Turdclan High-fiving each other over another messy situation 'solved' by a 'tragic accident' (make it a nice funeral, will ya?) And Four Winds School District struggling to put something together so that the kids, aka "The Future of the Tribe" will have some fighting chance at life. And, if you want to feel sorry for me--- look at my inbox! It's 10 days behind! But, you see? I am smiling. Why? Because life is good. You all need to really get together and get informed and take your Tribe to a Higher Ground. Meanwhile, all of you who are involved with the Turdclan, be sure to check your cars for tampering with the brakes, accelerators and be sure, no matter what, to wear your seatbelts. Or, take a number: The Undertakers are very busy burying Indians lately. And they are getting younger. You know where to find me. ~Cat August 9, 2010 --
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"Cameraman" as I am told he was, would then take pictures or videos of these young girls in various states of undress and distress. They all passed these images around, like baseball trading cards. Gee, how did the big bad investigation into Bruce Cartier, who had the most kiddie porn images ever found in one person's possession, not even look at his friends, family and associates? Because Poopsie told the FBI NOT to, that's why. So, Greg Green gets to answer to the spirit world now, where Owl and Coyote are tearing him apart. I wonder who will get his collection? I hear there are gems in there. Several of NLO (Myra) who was a repeat performer as a drunken sex monkey for him and his friends. There are pictures of her engaging in just about every kind of sex act, with more than one at a time, and while others are actively making fun of her. So, who gets the collection that stars Myra? Weenie Boy? He's in a lot of them. Well, most of the Turdlings are in a lot of them. I wonder if it will be auctioned off at some sort of 'estate sale'? Wow, think of all the child molesters and rapists the FBI could have had, if only they had not willfully ignored reports over the decades. (*Snap!) I'm sure there will be a nice funeral for him. There will be a lot of people attending. I wonder if Myra will show up? I'm working on putting together a blog on the courts, & the McDonald Clan. So, send me all the info you have. I have some of it from a few months ago and some more recent. Did they really put Mary in charge of the Suicide Grant money? No wonder there are so many more suicides! So, guys, what are you spending the money on? Anyone know how Greg "Cameraman" Green died? He was the cameraman for when the Turdlings were having their way with Mary McDonald, right? I mean, those pictures look like his work. Again, I wonder, will Naked Lawn Ornament show up at the funeral? Maybe put on a little show? Just for Old Time's Sake? Hmmmm? You know where to find me. ~Cat *Update 2: Okay, so Wayne and Darren are brothers? Li'l Ms. Pillhead is the sister-in-law of the Pees his pants Guy? Update 1: Hey, you! In the Old Housing! Stop Shooting! I'm trying to blog here! Of course, Calling the Badgers is pointless. 11:10 PM August 4, 2010--Printer
Version ( 4) Yes, this is a very busy time of the year. Things are happening out there too, and I cannot always get to the computer to do up a blog. Let's see what the Buzz is, shall we? The small fries that hit the news for embezzling from
the tribe, Melissa Hunt and the woman from the Casino that no one seems
to know who she is... are, without a doubt, guilty of what they are
charged with. However, they are small fry. Very SMALL. Considering how often the bigger fish like Carl Walking Eagle and the Turdclan walk into the vaults and stuff their pockets (and briefcases), It is no wonder that some thought they could do the same, albeit on a much smaller scale. By busting them, both the FBI and the BIA can pretend they are doing their jobs. But they are not. How could they investigate these small fry without swatting away from their field of vision, the much bigger, screaming embezzlers? The FBI has, for decades, protected the most corrupt out there. Remember back a few years ago when they had that big announcement that they had busted a 'drug dealing ring?' and it turns out that they spent several months, man hours, and got some very minor players, not one of which had more than $20 worth of pills on them, all of whom got suspended sentences or dropped sentences, except for Blaine Anderson? He got years in prison as a 3 x offender. Wow, what a feather in the cap of the investigators! To bust them they had to literally, climb in bed with much bigger, stinkier fish, some of whom deal intra and interstate, and who have hundreds of thousands come in on a monthly basis to their organizations. Those had to be overlooked in order to nail a few pill poppers that were too stupid to even zip their pants or wash their hands. How does this happen? Well, people start complaining about the drug problems out there, and the suicides, and the escalating crime rate. FBI and BIA get 'pressured' from the PR side of things to 'do something.' The 'something' they do is contact their CI's (Confidential Informants). Poopsie is permanently a CI. Helleckson made sure he got that special immunity for him and his family, so that no investigation could ever open up the cess pool that is the murders, rapes, incest and embezzlement that the Turdclan thrives on. People on the outside watch their TV news and get a serious faced news reader telling them that there was a 'substantial' or 'significant' bust for drugs on the rez... and everyone out there is happy. It put those 'dirty Indians that are poisoning our children' in jail. The FBI gets a gold star on it's Happy Meal and everyone pats themselves on the back for a job well done. No one is the wiser, unless they live on the rez and wonder---"How did they MISS the big FISH?" They miss it, every time, regardless of how much they rustle through the paperwork at the Blue Building, because they make sure they don't see it. I suspect that anything they find that is incriminating against some of their bigger players, McKay, Walking Eagles, Turds, is turned over to someone that then destroys it so that it never sees the light of day. Whomever naively turns in such material is given a pat on the head, and then transferred so that they cannot do any follow-up asking of what has happened to this or that. But, the problem with Small Fry, is they cry. And, apparently, Melissa cried her eyes out. Want to know how she got such a limited sentence? She told everything she knows. Now, depending on whom she told it to, it will either go into a deeper investigation or it will go into the vault. It could also go to someone who, as a small fry themselves, in the BIA or DOJ, who wants a power card to play, tucks that one away for 'later use.' We'll see. All I hear from Melissa so far is Boo hoo. Let's see 'who', shall we? Scaredy Cat Looks like Wayne has only one ally on the School Boards: Paul Yankton. I'm losing a lot of respect for Paul. Apparently, he thinks Wayne, who delivered the flat lined AYP scores, got a huge raise, and then abruptly quit a few days later, after the new School Board was elected and before it took office, should be entitled to now run both the middle school and the Elementary School. I'm sure he will want a pay raise for that, too! So, they have this Board Meeting and the Tribal Council is there, Paul is there, and the NEW School Board is there... and the meeting is about Wayne Trottier getting to have both those jobs. And they want everyone to jump on it because he has this really great offer from Standing Rock to go over there and ruin their already tanking scores... so, if the School Board wants to please Paul Yankton, they will make sure Wayne sticks around! Jump on it! Wait, why was Wayne not at the meeting that was about whether or not he gets the job? (*Barks Twice barks twice). What's that you say, girl? "He's afraid of the School Board?" (barks twice) "And he doesn't want to have to answer any questions?" I'm not sure, but I think Barks Twice is laughing. The answer was, "Because he is afraid of you guys." So, he is a coward, and he doesn't have the stones to answer to the School Board or the Tribal Council, simple basic questions, but he wants them to give him the position? This is the same guy who had so much contempt for the
Tribal Council that he would never show up for any of the meetings
where he was called! Nor, would he answer to the School Board. But after being called out on that, she hid all her FaceBook BS in the private messages side. You know, like people who are afraid. She barks a lot, but she is totally toothless. Apparently, so is her 'Uncle Wayne'. Apparently, he peed himself at the thought of having to actually attend a meeting about a job he says he is qualified for, and which he has already, failed at daily. So much for Big Bad and Brave, eh? Y'all prepare for the Pill Head to rip a new one on her private messages in Face Book. And for some reason, Darwin Brown keeps her in her job as well. Must be some kind of heavy blackmail there, Darwin. I mean, does Darrien have those incriminating photos of you or what? Ahhahaha hahah--oooooOOOOooo--yaaaa! Yip! Yip! Yip! More Ugly Moving In I hear the new houses have moved in. Those pieces of crap are costing the Tribe $94K! And they then sell them to people, who have to pay at least $500/mo. They are tiny, crappy and will fall apart. They are over priced by miles. The Tribe gets housing funds from the Federal Government. They use that to fill the pockets of the corrupt former Chairman of the Sisseton-Wahpeton Tribe. They then double that money by charging, OVER charging, those they put into those homes! What a scheme! And those loans that were taken out in the names of Elders and others who had no idea their information was being used to rob them? Nothing has been done to clear their names or their credit. Small Fry did big damage. But the Bigger Fish did much worse, and the only ones who pay are the Tribal Members. Look at the mess being made! Hold your Tribal Council accountable. Especially Darwin Brown. He has so quickly become the Butt Buddy of Zit Puppet, and NLO, that it is enough to make one's head spin. Oh, btw, Myra? I have the letter from the Dept of Interior that declares your criteria for dismissing those petitions against you and your feminized son, illegal. Yeah, you were were petitioned out and you know it. Staying in that office is, essentially, fraud against the Tribe. Taking funds while committing that fraud? Should be a Federal Crime in there somewhere. Let's see who wants to investigate that, shall we? Or are you on that CI list too? You know where to find me. ~Cat |
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