How to Help the Navajo Nation During the Pandemic

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The Navajo Nation, the country’s largest reservation, stretches across 16 million acres of land in Arizona, New Mexico, and Utah. As of May 27, the Navajo Nation had the highest per capita infection rate — over 4,700 confirmed cases of COVID-19 out of 173,000 residents.

By June 14, over 6,600 cases had been confirmed with over 300 deaths. While no longer the country’s coronavirus hotspot, the Navajo — or Diné, as they prefer to be called — suffered an infection rate higher than 15 states.

With an unemployment rate of over 40% and many residents living on less than $12,760 per year, the pandemic is yet another challenged faced by an impoverished nation.

One third of the population suffers from diabetes, heart conditions, and lung disease, further exacerbating the virus’ impact on infected individuals. Worst of all, the abysmal lack of grocery stores — only 13 in a 27,413 square mile area — makes social distancing nigh on impossible. Residents from different households frequently carpool to the nearest store to save on gas.

The lack of access to clean water is also a massive barrier against fighting COVID-19. According to a study conducted by the US Water Alliance and DIGDEEP, Native Americans face a greater lack of clean water than any other group in the country.

Casino closures have also devastated tribal nations. Dr. Philip Smith, a Navajo Nation resident, states that those living in the interior of reservations — in other words, further away from non-tribal land — rely on seasonal tourism work as their sole source of income.

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And if all of this sounds like a disaster of epic proportions, bear in mind that it’s all a direct result of deeper, systemic abuse perpetuated by the American government against Indigenous tribes.

The CARES Act, the Federal coronavirus relief bill, allocated $8 billion to Native American tribes, but much damage had already been done by the time payments began to trickle out.

The Diné are fighting for survival amidst a global pandemic while facing abject poverty, limited access to water and fresh food, a crumbling infrastructure, substandard healthcare, and limited opportunities for education.

Here’s how you can help:

Donate directly to the Navajo Relief Fund.

Donate to the Navajo & Hopi Families COVID-19 GoFundMe.

Donate to the Far East Navajo COVID-19 Response Fund.

Donate to Protect Native Elders.

Buy from Indigenous-owned brands.

Shop Native-owned Etsy stores.

If you run an Indigenous-owned shop, please leave the link in the comments so I can update this list!



Dear Black People: An Apology From A White Woman


Dear Black people,

I just wanted to say this: I’m sorry.

When I was six years old, I used the n-word in school. Yes, I was repeating something I overheard and had no real concept of what I was saying. Yes, I was a child. But I’m still so sorry that word has ever passed my lips. It disgusts me, and if I could travel back in time, I would ram a bar of soap down six-year-old me’s throat. I don’t use that word now, and no one would have known I ever had if I hadn’t told on myself. That’s the point — I’m holding myself accountable. I fucked up. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry for believing my own heritage meant I understood more about what you go through on a daily basis; I don’t. Yes, at one point there were “no Irish need apply” signs hanging in shop windows. Yes, it was awful. But it’s 2020. There aren’t any “no Irish need apply” signs in any windows. I’ve never been discriminated against in the workplace because of my name or my race. I’m sorry I ever thought I “got it.”

My first three boyfriends were Black or mixed. I’m sorry I thought being called a “reverse Oreo” and a “race traitor” compared to the vitriol my boyfriends received for having the audacity to date a white girl in the Deep South. Eugene, Daniel, Taurian, if any of you read this, I’m sorry I didn’t stand up for you more.

I’m sorry if I ever thought my love of 90s rap, encyclopedic knowledge of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, and having a Black best friend meant I had any real understanding of Black culture.

I’m sorry for thinking that having a diverse group of friends meant I didn’t “see color” when what I should have said was this: “I see you. I see our differences, and you are beautiful because of them.”

I’m sorry for the number of times I’ve joked about being afraid of the police. I am afraid. But I’m afraid of being given a ticket. I’m afraid of possibly being raped. I am not afraid of being killed because of my skin color, and therein lies the difference.

I’m sorry to my Black friends who ever felt uncomfortable eating in certain restaurants and going to certain stores with me. Refusing to patronize those locations after the fact is not enough. I should have walked out right then. I’m sorry I didn’t.


I’m sorry I didn’t speak out when my hyena-like giggling went ignored while your laughter earned snide glances; I’m sorry for all the times I never said anything when I overheard comments about “loud Black women.”

I’m sorry for the generational trauma your community is living with; I’m sorry you’ve been told to “get over it” because it happened a long time ago. Slavery is illegal, but white privilege is still the norm. I’m sorry more people don’t see that, and I’m sorry for benefitting from it.

I won’t apologize for being white. I didn’t ask to be born white any more than you asked to be born Black, but I am sorry white privilege exists. I’m sorry systemic racism is so pervasive that micro-aggressions go unnoticed by white people like me.

I’m sorry that you have had to live in fear, that you have ever had to think twice about calling 911 in an emergency situation.

I’m sorry for all the times the Black community has had to grieve the senseless deaths of your Black brothers and sisters, brutally killed for the most ridiculous of reasons: the amount of melanin in your skin.

I’m sorry any of you have ever felt the need reconsider naming your children something you find personally meaningful versus something that “sounds white.”

I’m sorry for all the times you’ve censored yourselves for fear of perpetuating the “angry Black person” stereotype. You should be angry. I’m angry, and I’m not the one being directly impacted.

I’m sorry for not educating myself more, for not using my platform to speak out against racial inequality more.

I’m sorry you have to teach your children how to “correctly” approach police officers because you’re afraid for their lives.

I’m sorry you have to educate groups of young Black people on the best way to get through a protest with minimal damage. I’m sorry you’re being tear-gassed and beaten. I’m sorry little Black boys are carrying signs that read “am I next?” I’m sorry you have anything to protest at all.

It sounds incredibly trivial in the grand scheme of things, but I’m sorry for not addressing the shade range — or lack thereof — in foundation reviews I’ve done in the past. I’m sorry for not patronizing as many Black-owned brands as I should have. That will change from now on.

It is my job to educate myself, not the duty of the Black community. I am an imperfect human being, and I won’t always get it right. If I say anything offensive, please call me out on it so I can apologize.


Someone who will never understand but who will always stand with you.

To my fellow white people: we have to do better. Here is a list of resources I’ve compiled, and you can find more on Fatima’s blog.


1.) Me and White Supremacy: Combat Racism, Change the World, and Become a Good Ancestor by Layla Saad

2.) White Fragility: Why It’s So Hard for White People to Talk About Racism by Robin DiAngelo

3.) Why I’m No Longer Talking to White People About Race by Reni Eddo-Lodge


1.) Official George Floyd GoFundMe

2.) Black Lives Matter


1.) Black-owned beauty brands to support (all cruelty-free and vegan)

Sign (Edited June 27):

1.) Justice for Big Floyd

2.) Justice for Breonna Taylor

3.) Justice for Elijah McClain

For the next week, my previously planned Instagram content will be on mute to support Black voices and promote Black-owned businesses. It’s the absolute least I can do. Leave any links to Black-owned businesses and charities in the comments. We need to keep this dialogue open long after it stops trending.

This isn’t a popular hashtag. These are human lives.