Restless Again
By
Cat West
September 7, 2026
Bits & Pieces
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This is going to be mostly fragments scattered throughout this episode. I can’t really write much about what is going on with Werner’s case because, like everyone else, I’m waiting to see what the rulings are that come down on two major hearings this week which will have the outcome of:
Setting him free
Setting him free and ICE doing the political wet work of snatching him again so he never takes a breath of fresh air.
Setting him free on bond while we wait to see if the prosecution is going to go ahead with refiling against him, despite his being exonerated because it’s proven he could NOT have killed his friend, Gilbert Fassett,
Or – Just plain dumping the Prosecution’s appeal of the exoneration and leaving him a free man.There are about 5 other scenarios that can play out in this, but it’s dizzying to watch as the political circus plays out in an effort to cover the corruption that made all this possible.
Meanwhile, his health continues to decline with both kidneys and heart conditions diagnosed as life threatening. His family and supporters and especially his attorneys, are not giving up, regardless of outcomes on either of the two hearings this week.
Keep your eye on the hearing on the 10th, because that’s when the top law firm in the entire USA, is arguing on Werner’s behalf, pro bono. Not only free, but paying their own costs and expenses. That alone should snap a few pencils around the high waters of corruption that refuse to investigate Gilbert’s Murder, and cling to their fall guy scenario as if real evidence against it, doesn’t count.
You’ll know what your government is made of when you see what they do. You’ll see the good, the bad and victims, all playing out on the grand stage.
Links
I’ve come across links that reflect back on the old blog about the murder of Eddie Peltier. It’s a Tiki Tok Timeline. It’s a little tricky to maneuver on that site, but it has a really good timeline of base events in Eddie’s murder so worth a look. Tiki-Toki Timeline
And there’s a great podcast just dropped last week where Werner’s attorneys, Dane Ringstrom and Jim Mayer are discussing the Werner Rümmer (Kunkel) case. It’s fascinating and clear spoken so you know exactly issues and the weirdness of his case. Shout out to Afternoons Live with Tyler Axness for allowing Dane DeKray to take over the mic for this episode.
Hashtags & Notions
Just bear with me as I rattle off some isms and thoughts that keep replaying in my mind as all of this is stirred up again. Things I want to share and things I want you to think about and discuss with others. I’m hoping it will snap some people out of their blind allegiance to the powers that be.
Make them into bumper stickers if you will. Mental bumper stickers. T-shirts, hats, stickers. Share with the world.
One bumper sticker from my youth has permanently stuck with me: “QUESTION AUTHORITY”
Well that one and WHIRLED PEAS, but that’s just how my brain works.
#Corruption hurts everyone
#Corruption is nurtured by bigotry and racism, greed and ignorance.
#The biggest criminals wear suits.
#Sex sells Product. Hate sells Power.
#Cult of Corruption – think about what that entails.
#Be happy that she walked among us for 80 years. (Dolly)
#Once you see it, you can’t unsee it. Once you know it, you can’t unknow it.
#Always question Authority and your beliefs. If they are true, they will prove themselves to you. If they are false, abandon them.
#Sometimes the only way to expose corruption is to let it publicly attack you. Until it does, people don’t believe it’s true.
# If you walk in Truth, you walk in Light.
#For the corrupt to attack you, they have to come enough into the light to be seen by everyone. They expose themselves to the light, and another player in the web of corruption, is revealed.
You can’t unsee it. You can’t unknow it.
Someday
Someday I will tell you the Bus Story. It’s proof to me that despite everything seeming to go wrong sometimes, and our plans being blown apart by circumstances, there is a greater hand at work and we are precisely where we need to be, and what transpires defies all explanation, but carries a magnitude of good, even miracles if you will, in its wake.
So don’t complain when your plans get ruined, keep your senses aware. You are either going to witness something incredible or be the reason something incredible succeeds.
It’s a long story. It’s a true story. And I’ll bet more than one of you knows exactly a story just like this, first hand.
You know where to find me.
~Cat
September 1, 2026
Big Bad FBI
The FBI would like to take a bow (all credit) for finding Jemini Posey’s remains and belongings from the burn pit that was searched in 2024, by everyone except the FBI.
The civilian searchers along with State Troopers and Tribal members, diligently searched the properties of Restin Hunt, whose son, D’Angelo is currently charged with murdering his older brother Isaac, and now with the murder of Jemini Posey. Both of their remains and some of her clothing and belongings, found in a burn pit on the Hunt Property.
I guarantee you it did not take 2 years for the FBI to identify the bone fragments, blood smears, burnt phone & clothing as belonging to Jemini Posey. It took them that long to take it off their set -aside pile to look at it. Now they take a bow. (*Golf Clap*)
Then again, as corrupt as the FBI has been, and recently exposed to be, they need any polishing they can get. Take a look at Jemini’s page if you want to know how these items were found, and who tried to prevent the search in the first place, and who stopped it abruptly. Maybe the FBI should look at those people and ask why?
(Yes, they are in Tribal Government, how did you ever guess? Yes, they are related to Restin Hunt! You must be psychic!)
One of the bigger reasons why so many MMIW & M (Murdered, Missing Indigenous Women & Men) are probably never going to be found is the petty in-fighting that goes along with the culture of oppression.
The truth is obscured, hidden, white-washed, obliterated, ignored.. with regards to what actually takes place/goes on in the rez and with the power structures that rule over the rez (and this is throughout Indian Country, mind you: A system designed to fail the people), that system only leaves guesswork for the community to figure out what really happened, who really said what to whom, and friendships are busted up by rumors and gossip, destroying critical parts of cohesive community ties that would enable people to come together, work together, and have each other’s back when there’s a need or a crisis, or any emergency.
People who are good people and who do good work are divided from one another while the power structure manipulates gossip to keep division and mistrust and even jealousy, at play.
Meanwhile, the Local, State and Federal government can assist or ignore, enable or quit, depending on what those in power and authority over them, direct them to do.
You know what this enables? It enables the predators and their government enablers to treat anyone and everyone as expendable. You know who are the most expendable persons? Look in the mirror.
When the people doing the real work of solving murdered and missing are threatened, harassed and attacked, guess what? Yeah, the predators win.
Y’all going to have to find a way to talk to one another, respect one another, and know when you are being played.
Maybe if you do, more of the missing will be brought home. Maybe more of the predators will be called to account.
It’s hard to hear or look at the truth. Downright painful sometimes. Especially when you’ve been misled, intentionally or unintentionally. Our lack of perfection makes us Human. There is no Perfect Record of knowing anything and everything. Get over it. I have. Just do your best.
Back To the Future, Later
We’ll get back to Werner’s case very soon, I promise. There’s a lot happening and I don’t want to step on any toes while the battle readies. I have tons to say and to tell you all. So does he. So do his attorneys. Patience is not my forte, but it’s something I am learning and I don’t want it to be at the expense of an Innocent Man nor at the expense of those trying to gain his freedom and save his life.
The Past Brought Us Here
Remember: I started this blog because of Eddie’s Murder, and his Restless Spirit showing the way. But Eddie was not the only murder by the same people. There were so many others. Each time a Fall Guy was framed, or several fall guys (19 In Eddie’s murder, whittled down to 17 after several beatings, threats and torture convinced some to perjure themselves and blame others), and each trial a showcase of horrors and hearsay, with corrupt AGs and Prosecutors in on the scheme.
By now, many of you grew up reading the Blog or having it read to you. You will never know who all contributed, some of whom were killed for their connection to the Blog, and others mysteriously died just for writing to me. I felt each loss and I have not forgotten them.
When the last man was literally abruptly ‘evicted’ from prison (Richard LaFuente) serving in Texas, I let the blog go dormant. I thought I was done.
I rested. I went quiet. Only the occasional flicker of drunken stupidity crossed my inbox, angry about the truth exposing their family members. I asked if they wanted to start up the conversation again. How bold did they feel? They went quiet again. Something inside them knew that the truth was not going to be kind to them, so they cowered under their blankets again.
They weren’t ready. And they weren’t that stupid. I suspect their daddy or uncle told them not to mess.
The Thunderbird and Devils Lake
They all grew up hearing the story, the legend of the monster that dwells in Devils Lake. How the Thunderbird fought it and cast it to the bottom of the lake, where it didn’t die, but it could never escape.
Sure, just a legend. Sometimes there’s stories about what weird, unexplainable things are seen in the mists rising out of the lake, the whirlpools that suddenly show up and claw at unsuspecting boats. It’s scary, it’s exciting, it’s spooky as hell. But then it subsides.
It goes to sleep. It rests. People lose their fear of it… but not completely. No one is brave enough to go out to the water’s edge, late at night and taunt it. Nobody wants to star in the next story that scares children and young teens. I mean, just in case. You know, to be on the safe side.
It Wasn’t the Monster That Called Me
It was the heart of light and courage that shaped my destiny in all of this. It was a heart that loved the People, ALL People. It was the heartbeat that I have heard in the chest of every man, woman, child, whoever stood up, spoke up, against the wrongs in this world, even if it imperiled them. Who was I to say no?
I was ready. I guess I’ve always been ready.
When the call came to fire up the Blog again for another Innocent man, wrongly accused and convicted for a murder committed by James Yankton and his accomplices, I had to dust it off, bring it out of hibernation.
Here we are again, and this won’t go away until Werner is freed and the real murderers are convicted, along with those who aided and abetted them. Not until the communities in and around the rez, in fact the entire State of North Dakota see who has been a party to all of this and for how long, will this blog end.
In fact, this blog will carry on long after I am gone. It took hundreds of years to create and exploit a system so corrupt that it affects every level of government, and makes it impossible for those of integrity to gain ground without the predators shutting them down before they reach a clearer view of the terrain. I don’t expect that what I have been doing for the last 30 plus years to end it all overnight or even in my lifetime.
I do however know that the seeds are planted, and the forest grows. Within that forest there lives the spirit of Justice, and the hearts of the Righteous beat ever stronger.
I know that the truth comes into the light, and that ignites the spark within, and more know, and more speak out, and more find the courage to speak up, stand up, and to be seen and heard.
I never did this alone. I was never alone. None of us are ever alone. People we know and people we have never met, each doing their part in building the structure that will tear down the lies, deception, corruption and apathy. Each of us has a part in this. We can’t all do the exact same thing the exact same way, because that just doesn’t go anywhere and can easily be thwarted.
We each have a role to play. Some investigate. Some share. Some fight in court. Some offer support in word, action or donation. Some speak the truth they have kept hidden, because they found their courage, and they see the lights of all those who are doing their part, and they step into that circle.
You may or may not believe in God or any supreme being. That’s a personal choice and frankly, I don’t think it matters. At least it doesn’t to me. It doesn’t change what I believe, what I know, nor what comes my way. You don’t need to believe in the same things as anyone or everyone else to be a good person. You just have to do what you know is right and true.
For me, I know that a much greater force, something I had never contemplated before, swept me into this storm, gave me shelter and asked only one thing of me: Speak. So, I do. That’s my part. Before I can speak, I have to listen. So I do.
I look at all the diverse walks of life that people have come from, and how each has had something major to contribute, either once or twice, or continuously, and each is appreciated, acknowledged and I am grateful.
I did not bring them. They were summoned by the same force that called me. For some of them it was subtle, for others, profound. There is no discussion, no plan, no conspiracy, we just each do our part.
We can make mistakes along the way and learn from them. Every one of us is a Human Being. Each of us is a mere mortal. Sadly, the mortality part grieves me when I have to say goodbye to a warrior as they take their place in the unknown, unspoken history that is shaping the spear of light that penetrates the darkest realms and makes the evil cloaked within, sweat, fret, stir with discomfort.
Evil Has Fear
They know they can be exposed. They know they can’t even trust each other. They know that if one goes down, that one brings down others with them. They know from their own weaknesses of greed and corruption, that those they surround themselves with carry the same flaws and will break the way they will break, if they think it will save even a part of them from the great consequences.
They can’t trust one another, yet they must stick together, uncomfortably, in the stink of their collective and individual fears, and wonder who around them smells it.
Yes, this mission of mine will carry on long after I am gone, because I am not the only one. I have never been the Only One.
There’s a part of what drives me in each and every one of you, and in countless beating hearts across the nation and the world, who will, by some invisible hand, continue to gather, to work together, without any conspiracy or plan other than to do what is right and true.
That is a powerful thing. It is the first gift of every living person. When it awakens within, it can never be extinguished.
It is what makes people unable to tolerate even their own bad acts, their own complicity, and bends them to the light of Truth, Reconciliation and Forgiveness.
It becomes what they crave more than the rich delicacies offered through communal corruption. It is the Peace they have denied themselves ever since they stepped into the never-ending darkness of the Black Road. It is what breaks them free.
They all have it. They all see it in each other, and it is what they fear the most in their accomplices, accessories, and even in their relatives. Someone, any one of them could, would reach out, cleanse their spirit of the stink of their own corruption… so the opposition lives in fear and their fear creates an uneasy alliance that could shatter, exposing them all.
This is what I do. This is my part.
Each of us, each of you, we all have a part and I trust that each of us knows what we should do, can do, and want to do. When you look at it, hold it up like globe in your hand, nothing can stop you. You will, I trust and I know, will find a way to do your part.
Conclusion:
Jemini Posey will come home. The one who murdered her and murdered Isaac, will be held to account. So should everyone that helped them cover it up.
The FBI will take a bow.
The in-fighting will continue to thwart more MMIW&M from being found, until people grow up and realize it’s not about them, but about the missing and the murdered.
When that happens, more and more darkness will be pulled back and the light will shine brighter. All the Red Dresses, Red Shirts, will come home from every hidden place.
The demons that plague the community of Spirit Lake and throughout all of Indian Country, will be brought to heel, and the healing will take hold, and the people will gain strength in unity, and the corrupt system that has oppressed so many for so long, will be taken apart, replaced with integrity, courage, truth.
It began a long time ago. It gets stronger with each beating heart.
You know where to find me.
~Cat
And If You Can Help
There is a legit GoFundMe page set up for Werner. To help him get his life in order. Prison doesn’t give you a payout when they turn you loose. And 30 yrs in prison didn’t exactly let him build up a pension. Every dollar helps. He’s coming out into a world he hasn’t set foot in for over 30 years.
You know where to find me,
~Cat
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You know where to find me.
~Cat