Now, the yipping and screeching was twenty feet from my door. I imagined the horror of listening to the scratching and pawing of ten or more wild dogs attempting to work the door open in the middle of the night. I have a hatchet and a hunting knife as protection.
Are you against masked thugs disappearing people who might be undocumented immigrants (with more and more U.S. citizens being swept up in ICE terror campaigns), traumatizing children, and pepper-spraying members of Congress who merely ask a question? Whoops! You’re an entity that goes on the list.
A few things were definitely wrong with the morning already. First, the blinds on the east-facing windows of my flat were all the way up. I never leave them up. Way, way too bright this time of day. Second, the Village People song, “Macho Man,” was blaring from the speakers with a volume that seemed to increase a few decibels every 60 seconds or so.
This essay asks: What does Independence Day mean to minimum wage workers? While America celebrates freedom, millions remain trapped in poverty wages, unable to taste the liberty this holiday claims to honor.
This week on the podcast, we journey to the far edges of the map — to the icy reaches of South Georgia Island — with award-winning filmmaker Kevin Schreck. His latest documentary, Antarctic Voyage, follows field biologist Dr. Samantha Monier on a research expedition into one of the planet’s most remote and fragile ecosystems. Screening…
Nicole Irene is an herbalist, metaphysical philosopher, and cosmic wanderer devoted to reconnecting people with the sacred. With certifications from Dandelion Herbal Center and Sage Mountain Botanical Sanctuary—and a third in progress from Cornell University—she weaves ancient plant wisdom with modern healing. She is also training as a Bach Flower Essence Practitioner and completing her…
