UPDATE: I did it but am squirrelly about listening to it. She freaked me out right before we went live, by telling me a bunch of people would be tuning in because Daniel Ellsberg was chaining himself to the White House fence while we were on the air. Here’s the link. Yipes!
In this age of being careful not to toot one’s own horn, I still think maybe I should point out I’ll be on the radio this Thursday Dec. 16 at 2pm.
I’m not a scientist, a geologist, an oil-industry executive, or even a longtime New Orleans resident.I’m just an art freak who was there, trying to help, settling into my new Ninth Ward paradise and rolling with Matter of Trust on behalf of the Lower Ninth Ward Village and Burners Without Borders in the days after the Oilpocalypse began.
I saw a lot of stuff they still don’t mention on the news, and I know people who have seen even more, and if you haven’t been following the Gulf debacle because it’s truly too horrific to keep up with, and you don’t feel like slogging through my couple dozen farmed-link news-posts about it, then here’s your chance to hear a sum-up.
Why should you listen to me? No reason, really, except I’ve been following this story closely, ever since the first of 4 or 5 times I got carpet-bombed with Corexit by my own federal government … I’ve also metaphorically been beating up bullies my whole life and getting my ass in trouble because of my big mouth.
I used to write the lead A&E column for the San Francisco Bay Guardian, too, so I’m familiar with how journalism works (or is supposed to work), even if I mostly used my journalistic training on music, art, and spectacle. I’ve only got an hour to try to encapsulate my Gulf experience for the concerned citizens out there in radioland, so I hope I don’t choke completely.
Here’s the link about the show, and you listen here. It’s for the Progressive Radio Network, but I don’t consider myself a progressive or anything else besides an anti-bullshitter. The Gangster Party runs everything anyway, and we’re slowly learning to stop all this infighting and ignore the ego-driven, fear-based jingoism and to look for the men behind the curtain.
The men behind the Gulf Coast murder-curtain are some scary, scary folks. Can you feel it? I can feel it. Anyways. Tune in, if you can figure out how to listen to the radio on the Internets.
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