Somewhere in Washington they sit, those three. one named Cobell who 
wants to complain about her money, another named Norton who doesn't 
want to be bothered with anything about them at all and Judge Roayce 
Lamberth and they sit way above those people who live in remote places 
with names people don't remember. 
There is an old woman, who has bad eyes and uses a cane to get around. 
She takes care of her grandchildren their mother is dead, she drank 
herself to death years ago. Far off in boarding school they are, two 
girls who are coming for Christmas on a plane from Washington. How far 
is it to pick them up, a long ways from her small home, going around 
asking for a ride to the big city to pick them up, they are coming 
Sunday she said, will you give me ride. A woman without anything to do 
said OK let's go and so they set off. The weather was poor, cold 
frozen air covered the mountains, snow and ice marked the way they had 
to go, travelling hours away until they found the place and waited 
till nightfall for them two girls. Let's go home, she said and so 
they, all four left and when they crossed the highest mountain driving 
near a lake, the last stretch of ice before the road cleared, they 
slid. 
When hard metal hits metal in cold weather the sound is harsh, 
sleeping children wake and and old women are thrown about like rag 
dolls. Christmas is not coming, and when some people slide in the snow 
they do not come home. How does someone deal with it, to know a loved 
one has gone on. In the shadows of night on cold pavement, the old 
lady found her children, and her grandparents. 
Those left behind have to deal with the cost of laying one to rest in 
the community graveyard. Oh, it seems that the old lady had a small 
interest in some Indian allotments from her father, and received a 
little money each month from her Individual Indian Money Account, IIM 
it is called. Life goes on and her relations have gathered, we will 
pitch in to pay for it. It is not a special box, just pressboard 
covered with cloth, maybe $400 to pay for it and then you pay $600 for 
the cost of embalming. Someone has a truck to carry her home one last 
time so that people from home can see her. We will pitch in, people 
said in a community with a name easily forgotten and yet they learned 
with a stoke of a pen, that someone in Washington has said. "No one is 
getting any money from IIM, turnoff the machines, no one will receive 
anything in the mail for Christmas not even those who wanted put away 
Christmas to cover the costs. They don't get much, maybe 12 dollars, 
some 48, others 90 maybe, but they said we don't have much but will 
give all we have. But no one will receive anything. 
Those three in Washington, one dances for joy at turning off the 
machines, I did it, they say. One looks at them and says, no one can 
say I didn't do anything, I turned them off, no one will get in, see I 
have done nothing. The last one, says, maybe this is not enough what 
else needs to be, there must be more undone. So they argue back and 
forth while those far away who live day to day find the cold winter 
wind blowing, can you hear it, the sound of children crying and there 
is no one to hear them. Indians, natives they call us, we have a 
survived, but the wind is bitterly cold and they say that little money 
in IIM isn't much but it is all we have. 
(U.S. Federal District Court Judge Royce Lamberth in Washington D.C. 
acted on a motion from Mary Cobell and her lawyers to put an 
immediate stop on any further activity on the computer system that 
maintains the Individual Indian Money Account (IIM) system. Under the 
auspices of an independent monitor appointed by the Court, a computer 
hacker was able to get into the IIM system, showing it lacked 
adequate security. The Cobells requested the system be shut down 
along with the monitor. The Secretary of the Interior Gale Norton 
ordered the immediate termination of all internet access to all 
computers within the Department of the Interior without regard to 
their function. 
The net result is that this IIM system is the only way all Indians 
across 500 plus tribes and 90 BIA agencies receive their income, the 
funds are not great but the majority are meager funds they receive 
from agricultural leases, mineral leases and other income from lands 
they have an interest in. This is comedy of errors that is going on 
between three people who have no idea the impact it is creating for 
those people who have no one to speak for them' they are wards of the 
U.S. Government and they are being made to deal with hardships these 
three parties have no conception of. The story related here is based 
on real life.)
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