This film maker joined a small group of women who, risking arrest violated a forest service closure leading up to the Babyfoot Lake Trailhead and the Kalmiopsis WIlderness up the Eight Dollar road. We walked all the way to the green bridge from just outside the closure boundary where dozens had gathered in support. A logging truck came down the road and 5 women blocked them from crossing the green bridge where 22 women were previously arrested blocking loggers from entering the sale are. They were arrested and transported to Grants Pass, leaving two others behind that had not been arrested.

It is now even more unclear whether the official Forest Service closure is legitimate or if they can only arrest people who block the road and are merely faking that there is a legal closure. The signs stating a closure are still up, yet at the Forest Service office in Cave Junction, the sign there actually promotes driving up Eight Dollar road and does not mention any closure, yet people have been routinely turned away, ticketed and harassed for doing so. One woman has been arrested for violating the supposed closure and will challenge it in court.

This time the logging trucks were full of old growth trees on their way to Roseburg Forest products Mill, an notorious nasty corporate band of forest destroyers who made millions logging some of the last of Oregon's Old Growth forests, now almost completely wiped out except for a few pristine areas such as Siskiyou WIld Rivers which itself has begun to fall under the axe of capitalism.

In the words of Black Elk who lived in the 1800's these words resonate deeply, yet it is different now that there are those of us who are also white but that do not agree with the order and systems of the dominate Wasichu who act as masters of the UnUnited States of America.

"I had never seen a Wasichu [white man] then, and did not know what one looked like; but everyone was saying that the Wasichus were coming and that they were going to take our country and rub us all out and that we should all have to die fighting. Once we were happy in our own country and we were seldom hungry, for then the two-leggeds and the four-leggeds lived together like relatives, and there was plenty for them and for us. But the Wasichus came, and they have made little islands for us and other little islands for the four-leggeds, and always these islands are becoming smaller, for around them surges the gnawing flood of the Wasichu; and it is dirty with lies and greed."

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