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First Nations – Serious Business

I am not a member of the First Nations. And for those who know me, I tend to remain silent and watch to see where things go–I like to be educated first before I speak or in this case, blog. With that said, I have to admit, what is happening to the women of First Nation community must stop. How can SO MANY of them go missing/wind up dead and there is nothing but silence?

Yesterday, I read an article about a little girl who went missing for three weeks and was recently found dead. I read the newspaper every morning on my way to work, didn’t see one article in there about this missing child. There was no amber alert that flashed red over my favorite television programming asking us to be on the look out for…. There was no orange letters on the signs on the highway (you know those signs? The ones that tell you to click it or ticket?) that she was no where to be seen. She was sixteen years old.  They found her–if you’re interested to know how – dead.

Before that, there were petitions going around for the federal government to look into what happened to hundreds of first nations women who went missing–some were later found dead, others are just gone.

Let’s be honest, a human being doesn’t just vanish. Someone or something must have done something to cause that.

My question is, why is it that we have to petition the government to do their jobs? Why are these women just gone and no one but their families and a few other people even notices? Why is there no Cold Case Squad or special investigative unit formed to look into why these people are no longer with their families? Why is it there isn’t a louder voice from cops, politicians and the like, screaming from the mountaintops about these women?

I am trying to play the devil’s advocate here and say it is not about their race but even I’m growing skeptical.

Somewhere, someone knows what happened to these women. And as a society, we need to stand up and demand answers. Sure, these aren’t black women, or white women but they are WOMEN. We shouldn’t wait until this kind of thing happens to one of our “own” before we do or say something (if that is the way people are thinking).


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They call me Kat, or Kitty Kat. I am a 34 year old Legal Admin Assistant by day, sensual, interracial romance author by night writing under Kadian Tracey and Kendra Mei Chailyn. I'm the best selling author of Broken Wings, Made to Bend Not Break, Cowboy Lullaby, A Lover’s Wish, Kiss It Better, GSG 9: CIRO: Miracle and the Beast (in the Susan Stoker Kindle World), SURRENDER: Prey and The Shadowcat Series. My life is pretty much spent tapping away at keyboards either at my day job or my evening job (writing). What will this blog be about? Well, aside from my writing, someone told me recently that there is plenty of fun to be had in Toronto at 33 years old and single! So, I’ve decided to have a little fun! I am hoping this fun will parley into more stories, novels and an evolution in my writing as well as a deeper understanding of myself. This blog is to talk about my day, things I see, people I interact with, music, art, what's happening in the world and events I attend! Here’s hoping I can make you smile and grow in the process!

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