No Escape

 The rich boys have latched on to space as a way to spend their billions. They want to capture for themselves the “nobility” we attach to exploration.  The nobility associated with intelligence, curiosity, invention.  They will soar above the levels of competition and greed that define them and make themselves new.

The space boys’ rockets are taking off at a time of terrible earthbound peril.  Floods. Drought. Heat. Virus. Variants.  We are having a tantrum because the old mantra of “new worlds to conquer” exposes our refusal to live in nature as it is, not what we demand it to be.

Maybe the folly of the boys’ momentary escape will inspire us to make something new of ourselves.  I hope so.

Radio Girl Turns to Podcasts

 An early memory is of lying on the floor next to the big Philco radio in our living room.  Followed by memories of the Detroit Tigers coming into my bedroom on my own radio.  So, when Myles gave me an Echo and I discovered that I could listen to stations near and far, it wasn't too much of a leap to discover podcasts.  They are as numerous now as words in the dictionary, so you can notice when one is mentioned and add it to your list.  I'm sure I have yet to discover more to enjoy.

Did you know you can listen to radio programs (NPR) anytime?  And, you can get your cable TV news shows (CNN, MSNBC) as well?  It's all talk anyway so it's perfect for listening.  If you ask, I'll give you a list of my favorites.

I Pulled Over to Listen

 

I was driving around doing errands this morning when Rhapsody in Blue came on.  I didn’t want to miss a minute of it so I pulled over to enjoy it all.  I’ve been so sad about the USA lately.  Yesterday, the 4th wasn’t as exciting as it used to be.

So, thank you WFMT for your morning program devoted to American music, and especially playing George Gershwin’s masterpiece.

I know the familiar is taking a maybe well deserved beating these days, but never Rhapsody in Blue.