A River Needs No Flag During fourteen months of touring on a bicycle, I observed the way people were tied to place. The love of a hill, ravine, lake, field, city neighborhood, prairie, mountain or forest, seemed bone-level. People showed us this love by showing off...
Super Spreading Social Justice I have been thinking about super-spreader events. Not the kind that makes hundreds of people sick, but the kinds that transform lives in a good way. An early one that changed me was the 1979 Take Back the Night March in Minneapolis. The...