ABSTRACT
This story reaches into Indigenous minds and hearts, and draws from this well a song rather than a discourse. So expect that feelings, rather than Western logic, will be drawn from that well. Be mindful that what follows is meant to flow, ensuring that the reader remembers the heart and soul of the lost women as the climate tips all around the globe. So do not be dismayed that I begin with stories from the nations of the Arctic rim, for it is through comparison that disguised violence is revealed, in order to understand whose life is worth remembering and whose life does not register as lost. Nor should you be dismayed when I call out large captains of industry through mythical analogy, for once again it is the ancient I wish to recall. I then take us over the border to Mexico, where a restorative justice solution will be expounded.
