I’m returning with a podcast to my unborn grandchildren that puts me on record in opposition to the Charlottesville protest.Â This is a reflection about the paradox of tolerance and the need for speaking out against hatred and violence.Â It’s been four and a half years since the last episode, so there are more stories to tell, but those will keep for another time.
A rainy Sunday morning inspired me to blow the dust off and update my unborn grandchildren on the elections this week, comment about how cool Nate Silver’s FiveThirtyEight blog is and relay the improving news on the frac sand battle.
Â Hi all, a somewhat gloomy (not grouchy, just gloomy) Geezercast that started off perky but got dragged off into Frac Sand Land by accident.Â This issue has soaked up a lot of time for Marcie and me over the last several months.Â So my unborn grandchildren need to hear about it.
Definitely click on Jim Tittle’s photo if you want to see what we’re up against.
This time I explore the real-life embodiment of “the parting on the left is now parting on the right” lyric by the Who (bonus points for the name of the song).Â Y’see, I’m starting to think that the Tea Party and the Occupy Wall Street people could actually find themselves agreeing with each other if they’re not careful.Â Far be it from me to bring that up, though.
This Geezercast is a reflection on my recent trip to the ICANN meetings (in San Francisco this time), the huge earthquake and tsunami in Japan that happened just as I was flying out there and the continuing hijinks of the Republican governor and legislature here in Wisconsin.
This Geezercast focuses on the giant labor protests in Madison, WI over the last week.Â Takes me back to the days when I lived there (early ’70’s) and all the community organizing stuff that was going on.
Ah.Â The government isn’t the only place where I can find examples of the power of corporate money.Â The University of Minnesota had a rough go with the way they squashed a pretty innocuous film about the impact of Big Agriculture on the Mississippi River.Â I explain the situation to my unborn grandchildren.