On Wednesday, March 25, 2015 at 10:31:43 PM UTC-7, smokeyr...@gmail.com wrote:   
   > On Sunday, December 28, 1997 at 1:00:00 AM UTC-7, Charles D. Hollingsworth   
   wrote:   
   > > I was watching a Q&A session on C-SPAN with Michael Moore live at   
   > > Borders Books in Flint, Michigan.  One of the audience members got up to   
   > > ask a question and gave her name as "Smoky Rain".  Moore asked, "Is that   
   > > your real name?"  She replied that she was Native American, and the   
   > > first chief of a "new tribe" which was named something like "Rainbow   
   > > Dragon Tribe" and accepted members regardless of age, race, sex, or   
   > > religion.  Has anyone else heard about this "tribe"?  It sounds like a   
   > > bunch of hippies pretending to be Indians to me, but then again if I   
   > > remember correctly the Seminole once extended tribal membership to other   
   > > races.  Is this group considered a bona fide tribe?   
   >    
   > ALoha-ha-ha! Haaaahahhahhaaa - 'tis I, Smokey Rain. Ya'all are missing the   
   point by getting caught up in semantics, but don't worry I forgive you! I mean   
   no disrespect, but come on! Haa ahhaha. I AM a member of A.I.M. of MI(founding   
   member). The native    
   elders began calling me Rainbow before this clip you saw on C-SPAN and CNN,   
   etc. However, to be historically accurate, I created and proclaimed the   
   Declaration of Interdependence, declaring one tribe for all people first at   
   the Detroit Indian Center (   
   Indian Health Center) at the Wednesday night social, a few months before the   
   footage you saw was shot. This of course was many moons ago. However, I just   
   saw the post and am fully available for discussion. I just put up my first   
   website and am creating a    
   Proclamation of Laughter for the City of Cottonwood, AZ. I do like joking   
   around a lot, yet I am not kidding about all this...it is a way to bring us   
   together. It's that simple.   
      
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