.I write about nationalism, sustainable economies, public history, social movements, immigration, MeToo issues and non-car travel. Since November. 2023, I have been living on the road, staying in a different country every month. I write about that experience in my Aging on the Run series.
To the Accra Palace: An unexpected trip to London.
I have a different idea of a universal. It is of a universal rich with all that is particular. Aime Cesaire, Discourse on Colonialism My interest in pan-Africanism began 40 years ago when I...
Italy: We the People in a Time of Monsters
The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born: now is the time of monsters.― Antonio Gramsci, Prison Notebooks, 1935. When governments betray the most basic human values, it...
Aging on the Run: Activist World Travel blog, November 2023-Present
My life partner and I met in Minneapolis in 1982, when we were activists in solidarity with El Salvador. David became a Minneapolis Public School Social Worker, I earned a doctorate, and taught...
Surprises in Belgrade, Serbia
Our plane from Rome to Belgrade, Serbia,, was three hours late. The Serbian government had shut down its airport to rehearse for its upcoming military parade. Despite the ominous delay, I enjoyed...
To the Accra Palace: An unexpected trip to London.
I have a different idea of a universal. It is of a universal rich with all that is particular. Aime Cesaire, Discourse on Colonialism My interest in pan-Africanism began 40 years ago when I...
Italy: We the People in a Time of Monsters
The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born: now is the time of monsters.― Antonio Gramsci, Prison Notebooks, 1935. When governments betray the most basic human values, it...
Aging on the Run: Activist World Travel blog, November 2023-Present
My life partner and I met in Minneapolis in 1982, when we were activists in solidarity with El Salvador. David became a Minneapolis Public School Social Worker, I earned a doctorate, and taught...
Surprises in Belgrade, Serbia
Our plane from Rome to Belgrade, Serbia,, was three hours late. The Serbian government had shut down its airport to rehearse for its upcoming military parade. Despite the ominous delay, I enjoyed...
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To the Accra Palace: An unexpected trip to London.
I have a different idea of a universal. It is of a universal rich with all that is particular. Aime Cesaire, Discourse on Colonialism My interest in pan-Africanism began 40 years ago when I...
Italy: We the People in a Time of Monsters
The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born: now is the time of monsters.― Antonio Gramsci, Prison Notebooks, 1935. When governments betray the most basic human values, it...
Aging on the Run: Activist World Travel blog, November 2023-Present
My life partner and I met in Minneapolis in 1982, when we were activists in solidarity with El Salvador. David became a Minneapolis Public School Social Worker, I earned a doctorate, and taught...
Surprises in Belgrade, Serbia
Our plane from Rome to Belgrade, Serbia,, was three hours late. The Serbian government had shut down its airport to rehearse for its upcoming military parade. Despite the ominous delay, I enjoyed...
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I write about nationalism, immigration, public history, sustainable economies, MeToo issues and the politics of travel