So, tomorrow I will have the privilege of watching my wonderful daughter perform in a student dance concert at the Baryshnikov Theatre in NYC, then, I will get on a plane and fly to Standing Rock ND, most likely to be beaten, tear-gassed, shot at with rubber bullets, and sprayed with water-cannons in sub-freezing temperatures, all to support a group of Native Americans trying to keep their water from being poisoned by corporate greed and governmental complicity.