Editor’s Note: There are over 5,000 missing and murdered indigenous women reported in 2022. 4,000 of them are under the age of 18. There were 658 active cases at the end of 2022. Art brings attention to the epidemic of missing and murdered indigenous people across North America If you’re in old-town Lafayette this month, allow the hand-lettered fabric swaying in The Collective’s tall front windows to catch your eye, and let its poetry and statistics sink in. It’s a work of art by Tanaya Winder, one of more than a dozen Indigenous artists exhibiting in “Red Shadows: The Crisis

Between his upcoming documentary and future plans, Hedden does more than tell us to make greener decisions. He wants to show us how. Brian Hedden didn’t set out to make a documentary on fracking in Colorado. But back in 2017 he met some Lakota Elders, who had been at Standing Rock, and they convinced him to just look into it.  “At the time my thoughts were more about climate change in general, and what a person can do about it,” said Hedden.  But before he knew it, Hedden was going to meetings, talking to activists, recording thousands of stories, filming

Two moves, a massive spring snowstorm, a downpour of rain, a lot of community support, and 57,000 steps later, The Return of SuperKids 2024 indeed took place this past weekend. But it almost didn’t. The Most Unlikely of Heroes and How a Real Estate Company Rescued SuperKids It’s been four years since Yellow Scene Magazine’s beloved SuperKids Expo took place. Prepandemic SuperKids Expo had grown to 6,500 people in 2019. (Sidenote: In 2016 it was 8,000 people, thanks to Stephen Tebo, who brought the Batmobile) But then COVID hit, and SuperKids Expo was no longer providing families a super fun

By Caralin Nunes, Wyatt Myskow and Grace Copperthite (Via AP Storyshare) Howard Center for Investigative Journalism  Aurora Fire Rescue paramedic Jeremy Cooper stood above the slight 23-year-old man as he lay face down in the grass, a policeman’s knee in his back, wrists handcuffed and pulled high behind him.  For roughly six minutes, Cooper observed the man crying, gagging and calling out for help while being pinned face down by two officers. The paramedic asked no questions and performed no physical exam before deciding that the young man was suffering from “excited delirium” — a controversial term used to describe

The title refers to the song, not the month, although the month of April has much to praise. I listened to Pat Boone’s April Love on the car radio during a short drive on a lovely April day last week. As with so many melodies from the past, April Love evoked gentle memories – or perhaps merely soft sensations – from my youth. I was 10 when it was recorded. Later that day, back in the car, my wife and I endured the one-note, repetitious, crude, pounding lyrics emanating from our grandson’s iPhone, prolifically available to any child, courtesy of Spotify and