CHICKEN LITTLE, THE SKY IS FALLING, AND ME

My friend, Will, hosted an event at Urban Roots Farm last October – a small gathering of farmer-poets and songmakers, reading their words and singing their sounds. It was a crisp fall evening. The firepit was warm, the words were wise, and the honest sense of community was reminding me why we had returned to … Continue reading CHICKEN LITTLE, THE SKY IS FALLING, AND ME

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THE BABY, THE BATHWATER, AND THE OVERTON WINDOW

I’m returning to the academic classroom this fall. Sorta. I’m teaching a graduate course in communication ethics at Drury University; and as I prep my syllabus and lectures, I’m trying to integrate some of the things I’ve learned from our time on the road listening to America. We met a lot of people out there … Continue reading THE BABY, THE BATHWATER, AND THE OVERTON WINDOW