Restless Again
By Cat West
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Restless Again
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Cat West
April 28, 2025
The System In Place
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Note: I was going to post this on the 28th, but posted the fundraiser posters instead. So, it's really April 30th post.
Not really sure where to start on this, but pretty sure that as ugly as it is, it will end even worse for everyone involved.
Murders on the Rez have become even more violent, more depraved and more senseless since the murders I reported on back in the day: Eddie Peltier’s murder where he was stomped and beaten beyond recognition, his own father not knowing that the body was that of his son; the murder of Sam Jackson where he was gut stabbed over and over again, in front of a crowd, all of whom were too threatened to speak up; the murder of Gilbert Fassett, stabbed so many times the coroner lost count at 100, and also sexually mutilated… those murders all committed by the Yanktons, starring James Yankton and his family as well as his accomplices in the Tribal Police, BIA and with an assist from the officers in Devils Lake PD, and FBI who helped him concoct alternate scenarios that would accuse the innocent, and a legal system so corrupt, he could count on it to convict the ham sandwiches put before the racist judge.
That system has been in place so long, it’s practically a reflex to not to investigate any crime that might be connected to their ‘good guys’. In order for Yanktons to get away with these crimes, get all this assistance, they had been designated by the FBI as ‘CIs’—confidential informants.
Cis typically are supposed to help solve crimes the police can’t solve on their own. Cis are given wide latitude and in these and other cases connected to the crime family that was running the rez at that time, they WERE the criminals committing the crimes, and all the other Law Enforcement Agencies helped them to not only cover their crimes, but to find fall guys to take the blame.
Fall guys were needed because some of these murders were so horrific, people kept asking that they be solved. People were starting to talk, and people who knew who the real criminals were, were putting a very powerful, very corrupt system at great risk of exposure. James Yankton, Jr. always said that if he went down, he’d take everyone with him. Those names went straight to the top of some very important, highly respectable, very wealthy ladders.
One of the prerequisites for successful Fall Guy convictions was that the crimes had to be so ugly people could not bear to look too closely, and enough time, preferably years, had to pass, so that scenarios against the true facts could be created and that juries could be assembled from strangers who would believe the police, especially the FBI, would never lie… thanks to relentless PR, TV programs in search of heroic humans, and a gullible public that would take it all as gospel.
It's how they convicted the wrong guys in Eddie’s murder, Sam Jackson’s murder and Gilbert Fassett’s murder.
Key to all this is also that no one talks about, prints, records statements from people who are aware of the true facts. Defense attorneys have to start from an ice cold, long gone event, and with no background on the case from which to more thoroughly defend their client.
I’m here to make that a little more difficult for the system.
Racism Helps Bad Guys
Getting people to ignore the crimes on the Rez is easy. Racism. It has permeated our nation’s culture since Contact. It’s how we accepted the slaughter, destruction, and violations against people who weren’t White. It’s still in place. We now have a government telling us to not look at it, that it hurts White People’s feelings.
Truth Hurts. But not knowing the truth, trying to bury the truth in lies, hurts us even more. It makes us unaware, unprepared and unable to change course and do things in a way that is better for all of us. Think about it as ignoring cancer. It puts cancer, (ignorance) in charge. Do you want the most ignorant in charge of your life and your laws?
The only way to maintain ignorance is with violence, threats, intimidation, and that is the cost of forgetting history, never knowing history, believing in a false version of history.
Only the very powerful, the very corrupt benefit from that. The cost of maintaining the lies is the very soul of who we thought we were as a society.
You want to call yourself a good person? Accept that those who went before were not perfect and many of them gained power and position through abusive, illegal, immoral and even violent means. You didn’t do it. You can be appalled by it. The only time it reflects badly on you is if you deny it ever happened and you need to enforce the false version in order to feel okay about who you are in this society.
You didn’t do what your ancestors did. But if you are lying about and refusing to acknowledge the facts of what was done, by whom and why, you are putting yourself in the position of being an accomplice to the wrongs of the past.
I think y’all are better than that. I’m probably wrong. Racism is considered a strength by some of the most insecure people, the weakest people and the most ignorant people. I can’t reach them. I can talk to you. Make your choice now: Are you going to perpetuate the wrongs of the past? Or are you going to be as offended at how they were carried out as the rest of the good people in society?
The Next Fall Guy
The crimes being committed on the Rez now are more vicious, more violent, more removed from being a Human than what has gone before. Drugs, especially Meth and I can’t even keep up with the variety of Hell and Insanity that is available, separate the human from their own spirit. They cause a level of violence that is predictable and unpredictable, insidious and sudden, and once it starts it won’t stop until the victims are not just dead, but obliterated.
This level of drug trafficking is extremely violent and dangerous and highly profitable at several levels. No one is safe. And no one is coming to rescue the community, the victims, the families.
When the most violent among this genre are also protected by law enforcement under the guise of Confidential Informant… it only gets worse.
And later on, as some of these violent murders will not go quietly into that good night, in order to protect the corruption in the system that protected the killers, a fall guy will have to be snared, a false narrative, even suborned perjury – either by threats, bribes, or some intimidation, will have to be formed. It’s easy. They’ve done it all before.
It’s not the Yanktons this time. They’re too busy sliming their own rooms, unable to control their double incontinence, unable to walk, afraid to die for what far worse awaits them. Don’t get me wrong, they are still criminals, but they are the back end of the beast, not the brains, not the brawn. I’m sure the family still commits crimes. Few if any have any skills that would be considered ‘legit’, but the reports I am getting in, are from different people and about other crime families and about murders so horrific, they will be hard for me to describe here.
However, the system allowing, even favoring them and their criminal enterprises, is what led to where we are today: an even darker, more violent, evil. This is being imposed on the Good People of Spirit Lake, as it is every other Rez in the system. Allowing, even protecting criminals while neglecting to protect the good people, is a form of oppression and oppression is profitable.
All that oil that’s caravaning down the highways, railways and through those leaky pipelines? That’s all coming from Indian Country. They should all be millionaires twenty times over by now. But they aren’t. They aren’t even getting a taste of it. You know who is? The very well-connected, especially in government. Those portfolios and shell corporations are swelling with profits until they are about to burst.
If you were a government agent, on a government salary and with your whole future ahead of you, and someone walked up to you and whispered in your ear: “Look away while this goes on and you’ll be richer every day…” what do you think you’d do?
Oh? We have a Dudley Doright in the mix? Do you think he or she stands a chance when all who have gone before them, all who now surround them, are in on the joke that is Indian Country? You think they will have support from their supervisors? You think they’ll be able to keep their jobs? You think they won’t be isolated? The system has been around since its inception and it serves the powerful, especially the corporate powerful, and that is all it was ever intended to do.
Generational PTSD is ongoing. We are told that it’s the fault of the alcoholic, the drug addicted, the child molester, but they are merely carrying on the patterns of abuse that were inflicted on them.
Now we have more powerful, more destructive and frankly, more evil drugs running alongside anyone who tries to have a life in Indian Country. The violence is sickening. Where the Yanktons beat a man beyond recognition and got away with it, continued to kill at will, each killing more depraved than the last, the tradition has carried on and become even darker. Put Meth and any other drug into the mix.
A man who was on his way to the hospital because his disabled son, whom he absolutely adored, was having a medical crisis, never made it. The police never looked for him. His head showed up when volunteers went looking for what happened to him. His head. The rest of his body was chopped up into four-inch pieces and buried in a burlap sack.
Witnesses brought a video of his killing to the Devils Lake PD. Their response? “We saw that, showed it to the FBI… decided it wasn’t one of ours”. Essentially, “meh”. A video of a vicious murder and they decided to ignore it.
They still have done no searching. Witnesses have come forward, volunteers who have found evidence, heard or seen… and they won’t even write down a note. The Human Life on the Rez just not that important?
But Law Enforcement is supposed to be the Gatekeepers of Justice and especially on Federal Lands… and the FBI couldn’t be bothered. Still aren’t bothered.
Look at all the murdered and missing posters flapping in the breeze, tied to fence posts, wires and trees… mostly the very young.
When Joe Bruce’s head was found, the FBI and DLPD continued to ignore it. Still are.
“Not one of ours”? Who are these people?
Jemini Posey goes missing. They won’t look. They won’t ask questions. Again, witnesses are ignored. No notes. It’s groups of volunteers that look, find, solve these cases… and Law Enforcement that takes a bow. Media pretends we have noble Law Enforcement. They have to. If people knew how it really was, no one would feel safe.
How long before one of yours goes missing? How long before body parts start surfacing, burned clothing is found, all by volunteers who take it to the police and are—ignored? How would you feel if this was happening to you, your loved ones? Your children? Their mom? Dad? How safe would you feel?
The volunteers doing the searching and investigating don’t have the power to get search warrants, or to make arrests. Those who have the power, just sit back and watch. Another donut, some coffee, guys?
The risks to the volunteers is real and constant. But they care about their community. Life and lives, especially of the missing and the murdered, matter to them.
If LE had one percent of the courage and one degree of the moral compass that these volunteers have, things might be different in a good way. But things are getting worse.
So, I will leave the posters up for awhile, so you can, if you are so inclined, drop a dollar or two into the bucket of the volunteers. At least, unlike your tax dollars paying for police, you know your contributions will mean something and those getting them will appreciate that you care.
What Follows
I’d like a word with those who are the ones committing the worst crimes out there. No one can do this alone. You step on one road or the other. You either commit to the Black Road and take the consequences, or you find the Red Road and work to oppose the evil surrounding you.
Those who participated in the beheading of Joe Bruce, you may feel like you are powerful in being able to swarm a man, hog tie him, strip him and behead him while holding him at the business ends of rifles. You are not. In fact, that you did this makes you weaker in so many ways.
You participated in something so evil, so violent, it sickens the spirit—your spirit.
The person who did this to him will do it to you the second they don’t trust you. They don’t trust you. You know too much. You’ve seen too much. The police don’t care. You have nowhere to go.
You know that everyone in your group all had a hand in this so that everyone was equally guilty. You thought that would protect you. You have no protection. You and they all do not trust each other. You will have to commit more and worse crimes to earn and re-earn that ‘trust’ they have in you that you won’t rat them out.
And all the while, you know that some in your group are weaker, and they will, absolutely, rat you and the others out. And, they’ll find a way to make it look like you or one of the others did it. You’re already turning on one another, questioning the loyalty, needing to prove you’re not a threat.
There was no reason for you to do what you did. Now, it’s starting to sink in. You’re afraid of what you did, and you’re terrified of those you did it with. You are not safe. You will never be safe again. Nor will anyone in your family, nor anyone you care about. Each day it’s worse. Each night it’s … it’s getting closer.
You can feel it. You try to dismiss it, pretend it’s not real. But you know it’s real. You can taste and smell blood and sometimes you look around to see where it’s coming from and there’s nothing. But still, the back of your throat, that copper taste, the stink that you get a whiff of from time to time… it’s not over. It’s just beginning.
Did you read this part aloud? Did you laugh? Do you think they believe you’re not scared? Do you think they trust you? Ask yourself this: Do you trust them? Now you know.
Finding your way out of this will take the rest of your life, and your life will not end well.
Look at how they look at you. You sense what is unsaid behind their eyes. There’s not enough drugs or drink to make this go away. It’s chasing you now. I’m way over here, watching you twitch. Yeah, it’s real and getting more real every day.
You know where to find me.
~Cat
April 28, 2025
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Restless Again
Jemini Posey Is Missing
Werner Kunkel is Innocent
Eddie is Still Dead
*April 14, 2025
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You may wonder why the police, BIA, FBI, are doing nothing and why it is just a group of volunteers that are following leads, talking to witnesses, and digging (literally) evidence out of fire pits and gathering it from different locations.
For that reason, we are going to do a revue of sorts, to inform those who know little or nothing about Indian Country, except for Pow Wows, casinos and a thousand stereotypes portrayed in books, movies, TV, etc.
For those familiar with the previous blog (20 years of my life posting that) you can skip to the current situation and read on from there. But the way the Eddie Peltier murder played out, is a Rosetta Stone, if you will, as to how the corruption on the Rez is in fact imposed on the good people by the corruption of every agency of government, whose motives involve great wealth, exploitation of resources and corporate alliances, none of which benefits the people on the Rez who are victims of the ongoing corruption.
Don’t worry. It’s nothing new. The reservation system was conceived to be corrupt, abusive and ongoing. In fact, Hitler admired the methods so much, he designed the concentration camps based on the USA’s model of Reservations.
Note: The USA is currently, gleefully creating concentration camps again, having succeeded last time Felon 47 was in office, at violating Human Rights, en masse, and the corporate contractors are rubbing their little insect hands together just anticipating being able to do it on a grand scale with no due process. Oh yeah, they’re calling them all “Illegal Immigrants”, even those who have followed every law, rule, procedure and have the papers to prove it. Yes, they are also violating the rights of US Citizens, but they call it an “oopsie” when they abduct them, ship them off to a notorious slave prison in El Salvador where they have no access to courts, are starved and abused. F47 just LOVES this sort of thing. He always admired Hitler and Mussolini… now, America is the Bad Guy. But, that’s for another blog.
Using the Murder of Eddie Peltier to show how the system works on the rez, and throughout Indian Country.
James Yankton Jr, aka “JR” or “Junior” as he was known, was one of the dumbest, most brutal types to run the corruption on the rez. It was in fact, a family tradition. He got to be a cop because the standards were, well, subjective. Using that position, he was able to rape, steal, assault, and traffic in drugs and humans, with no concerns about consequences.
His best buddy in all of this was an alcoholic FBI agent who by a fluke of circumstances wasn’t fired by the FBI (they never fire agents because that would jeopardize their standing as a credible law enforcement agency.)
Even when they catch an agent, like Hanssen, who was their top dawg for over a decade, selling national secrets to the Russians, he was allowed to retire, and his family gets his pension while he’s in prison. Truth is, Hanssen should’ve been caught a decade earlier when he began living way above his means, and spending thousands a month on hookers and blow. But, I digress.
So, Helleckson was only an embarrassment when the general public could see him. So, the agency posted him to the Spirit Lake Rez in North Dakota. Out of sight, out of his mind.
One thing Junior was good at was spotting obvious weaknesses in others. Helleckson had all of them. Junior made every addiction available to him, and that would last as long as Helleckson helped him. That ‘one hand washes the other’ kind of deal. The usual.
Junior had a problem: Eddie Peltier wasn’t afraid of him and Eddie was about to become recruited into State Law Enforcement. Eddie knew how crime worked on the rez. He knew the who, the how, the whens and the wheres. Eddie was no angel. Nor was he a bad guy. But most of all, he wasn’t afraid of Junior and his family and he could bring the whole thing down.
There was a plot, a plan to murder Eddie before he could become someone that the State would look into as one of their own, murdered. It required that a fall guy be lured in to take the blame, and that Melvin GreyBear, then Chief of Tribal Police, be out of town, out of state, so he couldn’t interfere with the script.
Melvin took his job seriously. He looked the other way on a lot of stuff, but he was smart enough to see through some things and that would complicate the Big Plan.
Typically, once ever few weeks, on his days off, Melvin and his wife would head to Montana to visit his sister, in Wolf Point. Chelsea to be exact.
Patricia DeMarce, aka Sissy BigTrack was recruited to lure in her half-brother from Texas. The fall guy is best when he’s not from around here. Everyone in the Rez knows everyone else, and family relations can create retaliations so, best to have a remote relative, be the fall guy.
It was easy to get her to recruit her half-brother, Richard LaFuente, because her husband was being arrested and beat up, brutalized in jail repeatedly, and that would stop if she did her part.
So far, the plan was working like a well-oiled whatever. Richard arrived on the false premise that there was a settlement check waiting for him as part of the family injured by some appliance malfunction. So, Richard, who showed up with a buddy, John Perez, came, and waited. And waited. And… Melvin didn’t go away when expected, so the plan had to stall.
Eddie was about to receive the notification that his application to the Highway Patrol had been accepted. Time was running out and the window of opportunity to kill him was closing. There was no plan B. It took all the brainpower in the Keystone Kopps circle of idiots to come up with the original plan and they couldn’t make changes and have it hold together. Truth is, it never held together, except for the glue: corruption.
They knew about the acceptance letter before Eddie did because part of the vetting process was to notify the FBI – hello Helleckson, who was then ‘kept in the loop’. Helleckson didn’t want his fantasy best life to come to a screeching halt, so he gladly participated in the whole mess.
Finally, Melvin left for Montana. Eddie was lured away and was brutally murdered at Celeste Herman’s house. Celeste being the sister of Junior, Roger, Q-Ball.. all of them.
He was stomped beyond recognition. Then he was hauled in junior’s brand new Blazer, to another location where two young girls were forced to strip hi down, bath him and redress him in clothes that weren’t his. In fact, the pants belonged to Quentin, “QBall” Yankton.
His body was then driven to a spot on the highway just outside the Rez, and placed in order to stage it as a Hit-and-Run. Highway 57, a few hundred yards from Ski Jump Hill. You see, they had everyone in place: Pete Belgarde, a Devils Lake Police Officer, was supposed to swear he heard the squeal of tires, (at 4 AM or so) and ran out to the highway to witness Richard LaFuente’s vehicle (with Texas Plates) fleeing the scene. (Yes! Now you can see the genius of the whole plot!)
But as brilliant as all this top level planning was, it fell apart immediately. People in and around Celeste’s house heard and some saw, the beating. Guests at their house (yes, they made a party out of it) also witnessed the murder.
Also, people drive Hwy 57. Even at those late hours and there were people who witnessed the Keystone Kopps idiots moving Eddie’s body out of Junior’s Blazer and placing it on the pavement.
The place they picked was also a main off the road drinking, drugging, sex and party spot behind the bushes, that was used frequently. There were people there who saw what was going on… right f’g there!
Then, Highway Patrol showed up with an accident re-creation specialist with 20 years experience and he declared on the spot that this was no Hit and Run, it was a murder. Helleckson solved that problem by bigfooting himself into the investigation and taking that expert off the scene, replacing him with a rookie from Devils Lake PD who had zero experience in the field. Later that day, he and another FBI agent (or someone posing with him as an FBI) went to the Highway Patrol and confiscated the film from all three cameras. The expert asked to have the film or the pictures back and was told there were no pictures, that all three cameras, which had never failed before, failed to work this time.
Evidence destroyed. Problem solved.
Worse, Melvin came back early from Montana and he immediately went to look at the body. The Chief of Police signed the Death Certificates in those days.
Junior and Helleckson and Belgarde and a few of the others, desperately tried to convince him it was a hit and run. But Melvin didn’t buy it. He read the CHP report, what little he was able to get. The fact that Eddie, who was beaten so badly, he was still not identified, was wearing clothes that didn’t fit him (QBall being 6’6” or so and Eddie being about 5’10”), and the marks on the body not matching the tire tread marks where Junior and his passengers ran over the body at least 2x, wrote “Homicide” on the Death Certificate.
That meant an investigation.
It all went south from there. They decided to get Melvin off the case by accusing his son, Loren, of being the killer. But Loren had about 20-30 solid alibi witnesses because with parents away, he did the typical young man thing: He threw a house party. Among the guests was the son of a judge.
The BIA immediately transferred Melvin to Idaho and put Junior in charge of the investigation. Typically, you don’t put the one who finds the body in charge of investigating the crime, but this is the Rez and this is how they do.
They rounded up his alibi witnesses. Threatened, harassed, assaulted, even raped their wives in front of them, broke their arms & ribs, beat them, terrorized them until they either went along with the script, or went on trial as one of the killers.
(Whole long story on how they created a whole fictional party on Ski Jump Hill Residence that their own agents said did not appear to be involved, and had a 3-year old child accused of walking around drunk and speaking Spanish at that party. She was nowhere near there and never spoke a word oof Spanish in her life, and put her on the stand to testify, none of which even mad sense.)
Had 11 defendants at one table. The judge was notoriously biased against Indians, and a great personal friend to Lynn Crooks who was the prosecutor. It was a circus. If not for historical racism and no First Nations persons being allowed on the jury (so much for “Jury of your peers”) people would have laughed at the clowns.
Witnesses who were at Celeste’s house when the murder went down, and the neighbors, and people who witnessed Jr. cleaning out his car at the police station later that morning… all these people where silenced.
It was a circus. The media played it one-sided and that was easy because Racism is how we run stories. The government is never wrong.
Eventually, Melvin was fired, Jr. was Chief of Police and the killings never stopped.
The excuse the FBI used then and still uses today to cover up the corruption, the crimes and the criminals they protect is “Government Informant” or “CI”. It makes them untouchable by any outside investigators. Afterall, who but the pristine FBI would know best?
Yanktons continued to threaten, assault and even kill people who witnessed the murder of Eddie Peltier. Mervin Thumb, Eddie’s brother-in-law (married to Eddie’s Sister, Flo) was one.
Sam Jackson spoke up in a crowd of people and said what he saw, what he knew. James or Roger, one of them ran him through with a screwdriver. Roger for one, always carried a long screwdriver in his belt, and would occasionally stab the sidewall of tires at the Bingo Hall or markets, of people he didn’t like or wanted to send a message to. Sam Jackson died on the spot and not one witness dared come forward. “Some Mexican” took the fall for that one, I am told.
Werner Kunkel
I’m not sure why Junior (whom I named “Poopsie” because he had a habit of shitting his pants when he drank or danced.) murdered Gilbert Fassett, and sexually mutilated him (Keeping the pickled genitals in a jar as a trophy), but the witnesses on that one were terrorized into silence.
By the way, I have a good idea why Poopsie stabbed Gilbert so many times: He was trying to dig out the bullets because they could be traced back to his gun. (He missed one). Then he decided to make it look like a crazed killer did it, so he kept on stabbing. He sexually mutilated him because he is that sick in his mind. He always wanted to do that. He wasn’t alone up there. He had help. And there were witnesses all along the way. (He missed one of those, too).
It took years for them to create a fall guy on that one, and he’s Werner Kunkel, to this day not just in prison, but being tormented by both the warden and the guards who, for some reason relish being able to abuse someone. Werner’s story has it’s on tab, so you can check that from time-to-time for updates. I have a ton of stuff to write on that.
The FBI knew Werner was innocent. The BIA knew he was innocent. The prosecutor knew he was innocent, so they just hid the evidence that countered their narrative, so they could shape their case, like clay, into a monster in order to conceal the real monsters that they do business with. Their case has feet of clay. An 82-page filing lists over 200 points that prove that.
Jemini Posey
Now, we have Jemini Posey, Missing Person. It’s pretty clear that law enforcement is doing their best to make it seem like she just left on her own, so they don’t have to investigate the people who killed her. Why would they want to avoid that? Well, turns out that her killer is notorious for his crimes and for some reason, the FBI has labeled him “CI”.
Yeah, supposedly he snitches on the other criminals out there, or as we have seen from the constant practices of the past, he helps them build up fall guys for crimes he or they commit on the Rez.
The Yanktons are pretty much out of action what with Poopsie and Quentin both double incontinent and unable to walk, sort of snail dragging themselves around in their own slime, in the house they share. Not much good to the criminal enterprises that thrive on the Rez.

So, at least one new family has risen to stardom. Rustin Parker Hunt, aka “Coogie”, is untouchable. The FBI protects him. The BIA protects him. They don’t protect you.
They will, however, spend more time and money on PR to convince us of their immaculate reputation, stellar integrity, and what great works they have done in the past.
Try not to laugh.
Jemini, a beautiful 21-yr old woman was dating his son, D’Angelo Hunt. He was violent with her. He was abusive. And he was the last person seen with her on the night she disappeared. His brother, Isaac Hunt, has now also disappeared and word around is that he was going to talk about what his brother and dad and a few others did to Jemini, so his own dad or his dad and his brother, killed him.
Ask yourself (because they won’t answer in anything but PR Speak) why it has only been volunteers looking for this woman, or that young man—or any of the other murdered and missing whose pictures line the fence lines and poles around the Rez and around town.
Yanktons also killed their own if they thought they’d talk. “CI” my ass.
And here we are today. At least one innocent man is in prison for a crime committed by the Yanktons, but there are probably more serving time for the crimes committed by him and his circle of well-connected protected by corruption at the highest levels.
Now, this young woman is missing, and only volunteers are searching for her. Any evidence they find, if they turn it over to the authorities will only disappear in the same way multiple rolls of film vanished from the scene where Eddie’s body was staged, when the FBI confiscated them, destroyed them.
The volunteers are finding stuff. But they are also being threatened, harassed and it’s probably going to end badly for them. If that happens, just know that the first and only persons they need to look at are Coogie and his boy, D’Angelo.
Last time I did this blog, bodies were stacking up like cordwood and the FBI and BIA were ignoring all of it. Because they can. No one audits them. No one.
I always maintained that there were two FBIs. The heroes you see portrayed on TV, and the ones who know how to use the power of their credentials to live their best life in pools of corruption that allow them to commit unspeakable crimes and get away with it because no one will turn them in.
The good guys get moved out and away so quick your head will spin. They are just there for show anyway.
The biggest problem our government has, which is really apparent lately, is that the heads of all these integral, very important agencies, are appointed. They don’t rise up through the ranks. They are not chosen for skills and integrity, but rather because they were connected to major fundraisers for the party in power, or they will, as they are today in this administration, swear a loyalty oath to the felon in Oval Office, and not to the Constitution.
Ladies and Gentlemen of the USA, we are ALL Indians now, whether you realize it or not.
What’s going on in Spirit Lake Nation and in Indian Country in general, forcing good people to endure the worst of racism and abuses, corruption and murder, is now going to be coming home to each of us.
They are destroying the true history and replacing it with White Nationalism. Fascism is here. It was always here. It’s just burst out of its reservations and into our lives now. Corruption is too profitable to keep contained.
There are good people in the USA. Most of us ARE good people, but we will suffer under the corruption and outright abuse of a power hungry mob that’s in charge of every aspect of our lives.
Just like the Good People of Spirit Lake Nation, and throughout Indian Country, have suffered because we never learned true history. Because we preferred the whitewashed version of everything to do with our founding, the abuses that created family wealth for a few off the backs of the many, and we didn’t want to see what the deep-rooted wrongs were so we didn’t have to admit to our imperfections.
Imperfections we could’ve overcome and healed to become more prosperous, stronger and healthier in every way. The choices are being taken away from us every day now. Replaced by a false world view that we must approve of, or be condemned for knowing better and speaking out.
Crimes committed by those who came before us are not our crimes, but they are ours to reckon with and rectify so that we are not just one long continuation of past abuses, crimes and violations. We can't fix wrongs or heal wounds we refuse to see.
Cancer doesn't go away because you ignore it, it grows and it consumes us.
We're being eaten alive by preferred ignorance, hateful bigotry, and they want us to pretend it's better this way.
Today and tomorrow, just like the innocent in prison, we will be blamed for the crimes of others. We will gleefully accept what media portrays as the true reality, when it is nothing of the sort.
A daughter, a friend, a son, a brother, a mother, a father, no one is safe in the false world. We must reconnect to one another and to the truth of history, if we are to find our way into a better future.
I’m sure that when Jemini’s remains are found, if they are ever found, there will be a fall guy, and a trial, and a prison sentence, while the guilty carry on with the help of a system so corrupt it can’t be trusted with our safety, national secrets, our wealth, our security.
We fix what we can where we can. Let’s start in Indian Country.
You know where to find me.
~Cat
*Edited to correct Richard LaFuente from "cousin" to half-brother.
April 2, 2025
Posted an 80 page filing that lists over 200 points where Werner's Rights were violated, evidence of his innocence were hidden, and more. Go to Document or to Documents page.
April 1, 2025
From Werner
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He loves animals, loves kids – his own and his nieces nephews.

Lonnie has climbed up the ranks and is now a District Court Judge. Bullying as been very, very good for Lonnie and he continues the bullying.)
We will talk about bullies a lot in this blog. But I want you to get the feel of it from Werner himself.
So, without further delay, in his own words, I give you Werner Kunkel:
Came to the US with 2 sisters and a mother who married an abusive American soldier, in March 1968. After a few months of living with step-father’s parents in Devils Lake, ND, we moved to Minneapolis, Minn.
In 1970 we moved back to Devils Lake where step-father joined the family insurance and real estate business.
Growing up in Devils Laake was extremely difficult as other kids teased me due to my being a German immigrant. This includes Lonnie Olson who regularly called me a Nazi and other vulgar, offensive names, getting others to join in on the bullying.
Step-father was bi-polar, was very abusive and ruled the home relentlessly with a dysfunctional iron fist. The combination of such made it almost impossible to adjust to life in America.
Unfortunately, as a crutch, I turned to substance abuse. Got into some trouble after moving out of the home, and after some brushes with the law, finally turned my life around.
It was at this time I was accosted by law enforcement for the 9-year old cold case murder of Gilbert Fassett, in which I played no part.
Not accepting a plea proposal that would’ve released me in a couple of years, Olson moved to purposefully and knowingly wrongfully convict me, in a shocking manner, all the while secretly and offensively hiding the evidence that proved my innocence.
Subsequent to this pattern of abuse, Lonnie Olson, now a District Court Judge, manipulated the prison to jails and prisons all over the US in order to keep me from investigating other prisoners sent to ND State Pen, (who) came from the Devils Lake, ND area.
I returned to ND in 2004 and completely immersed myself in attempting to clear my name.
I was ordered in June, 2011 to be deported to Germany, later, being eligible for parole in 2015 but was informed that I would be forced to wait another 10 years, 8 months for my first parole hearing scheduled for September, 2025.
Overcome with grief and anger that almost completely destroyed me, I barely survived a 86-day hunger strike.
Due to subsequent good behavior, the parole in 2022. In a show of cruel inhumanity (that) was callously stripped from me because of continuing lies emanating (from) law enforcement.
For the past 20 years of my wrongful incarceration; 7 were spent with periodic Solitary Confinement placements due to low-level concocted prison infractions. Once, going over 2 years with a broken neck (while) being denied medical care. Additional torture, another time spending 4 years in a wheel chair, again being denied medical care from 2020-2024.
All the while, 24/7/365, I fought tenaciously for my innocence until recently I was blessed with the assistance of Jim Mayer from the Great Northern Innocence Project, and attorney Dane Dekrey.
These two lawyers today are seeking not only justice on my behalf, but justice from law enforcement that has quite clearly for decades, been allowed to go amuck in the Devils Lake, ND Spirit Lake areas.
In spite of this continuing tragedy, I remain hopeful. I remain optimistic and attempt to look at life with the glass half-full as opposed to half-empty. I’m a good, kind, caring person, who has yet to offer society a successful, productive life.
I refuse to allow corrupt officials who so violently lie about me, create false stories about me, abuse me in a kaleidoscope of cruel injustices to continue my wrongful imprisonment, define the good man that I truly am.
I pray daily to the thankfulness of God blessing me with the few people in my life that support and believe in me. It’s in those that lift me up consistently and give me the strength to face every day with the hopeful optimism and the comfort that life is no longer such a dark, lonely struggle.”

There he is, boys and girls. More than ever we have to look at what the truth really is, and hold those who abuse the power and authority over the rest of us, to a higher standard and in many cases, scrutinize their motives, behaviors and how they abuse not only their victims, but all of us who trusted they were “protecting” us.
Clearly, Lonnie Olson knew Werner was innocent. That means he knew and knows that by keeping him in prison, he is in fact protecting the real killer/killers of Gilbert Fassett. Do you feel safer knowing that the real killers are still at large? How many other killings have they committed and who took the fall for those?
Watching the most evil and corrupt rise in the power structure, especially these days, should give one pause.
The next Fall Guy could be any one of us. It could be you.
You know where to find me.
~Cat