"Aye, after five decades roamin' the seas, I be returnin' to me old haunt—landlubber's paradise!"
2025-02-19
Argh, me hearties! Leonard Peltier, that scallywag of the Indian crew, be back in North Dakota! He’s shackled to his crib, servin’ his life sentence for sendin’ two F.B.I. swabs to Davy Jones' locker. Aye, his home be now his prison—talk about a right swindle!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout a scallywag named Leonard Peltier. A fine lad he be, an activist of the American Indian Movement, makin' waves like a ship in a stormy sea!Now, this Peltier fellow be returnin' to the rugged shores of North Dakota, where he be shackled under the watchful eye of home confinement. Aye, he be servin' the remainder o' his life sentence for the dark deeds he committed—murders that took the lives of two F.B.I. agents. Arrr, ye might say he be in a bit o' a pickle, eh?
But fear not, for this tale be not all doom and gloom! Peltier, that crafty old sea dog, be standin’ tall like a mast in a tempest, fightin’ for justice and his cause! Some may call him a villain, while others hoist his flag as a hero. Such be the life o’ a pirate activist, always treadin’ the fine line between the gallows and glory!
So, raise yer tankards, me mateys, and toast to Leonard Peltier! May his spirit sail on the winds of change, even if he be landlocked like a ship marooned on a desert isle!