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Court these days has involved extensive testimony of expert witnesses and the evidence being marked and documented in court. I think the hardest thing to listen to was the discovery of the body parts. Imagining it made me nauseous. I imagine a bullet hit the back of their head first, and I hope they were not tortured. As stated in court, they found a .22 caliber wound in the back of their skulls. It makes me question how someone could loathe a person so much, just because of how they looked or how they lived their life. As the saying goes, "Don't judge a book by its cover." So many of the missing women were First Nations. It makes it seem like a lot of people judge us as less valuable. But that's not true.
Throughout this trial, I've had fellow First Nations people come to me and share their feelings about prejudices toward Native people, and in particular, Native prostitutes. I didn't really pick up on the fact I was different when I was working the street. I got along with anyone who got along with me; I didn't worry about the color of people's skin. I befriended transsexuals. I was fairly opened-minded.
That's not saying being First Nations never troubled me throughout life. When I was a teenager, my girlfriend Sheri from school got a job in McDonald's. She tried to get me a job with her. However, she talked to her bosses and they told her that they weren't hiring me because I was an "Indian." They don't hire "them" because they can't be trusted. Little did they know, I lived in Upper Lonsdale, in a mid-high class neighbourhood with white people; she quit her job because she wouldn't work for people like that...
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