Summer ended. The leaves changed color; I redirected attention to my plummeting grades. We all moved on, and "Gangnam Style" faded, only resurfacing briefly as a capstone to a tumultuous year. Maybe that was for the best, I decided. Maybe that was a blessing.
Even after weathering a storm of obstacles, indigenous organizations mostly see the Arctic Council as a success tempered by its shortcomings, not vice-versa.
