This road, so busy during the day. A road running from the east foothills all the way to what was orchard lands, a hundred years ago. Now home of The Spaceship.
I walk this road most mornings, heading west, only a couple of blocks, with a couple dogs. It’s the perfect way to start the work day, maybe any day, really. On weekend days I opt for more sleep, slumber longer past sunrise.
But during the week, it’s up early well before the sun breaks, walking west, seeking peace, finding peace. Walking prayers, Faith Time, Good Time.
Grateful for that time. Time to get settled. Set for whatever the day’s going to bring. At peace.
When you have a few minutes, take a listen…this story is FOR SURE worth your time.
This is how we learn. There is a story that grabs us, and then the facts, and the data behind it. And thus, the lesson. Very cool.￼￼￼
From the intro on the NPR Short Wave website, it reads:
“In 2015, Steffanie Strathdee’s husband nearly died from a superbug, an antibiotic resistant bacteria he contracted in Egypt. Desperate to save him, she reached out to the scientific community for help. What she got back? A 100-year-old treatment that’s considered experimental in the U.S. Strathdee, an infectious disease epidemiologist, tells us how it works, its drawbacks, and its potential role in our fight against superbugs.
A bonus second lyrics post today, another from RUSH, another tribute to Drummer and Lyricist, Neil Peart, who passed away last week.
These lyrics are from the sam period, same album that “The Big Money” was recorded. The words spoke to me in a special way at the time, when my sense of local and global was still forming. And the words still speak to me today.
I see the Middle Kingdom between Heaven and Earth Like the Chinese call the country of their birth We all figure that our homes are set above Other people than the ones we know and love In every place with a name They play the same territorial game Hiding behind the lines Sending up warning signs
The whole wide world An endless universe Yet we keep looking through The eyeglass in reverse Don’t feed the people But we feed the machines Can’t really feel What international means In different circles, we keep holding our ground Indifferent circles, we keep spinning round and round
We see so many tribes overrun and undermined While their invaders dream of lands they’ve left behind Better people… better food… and better beer… Why move around the world when Eden was so near? The bosses get talking so tough And if that wasn’t evil enough We get the drunken and passionate pride Of the citizens along for the ride
They shoot without shame In the name of a piece of dirt For a change of accent Or the color of your shirt Better the pride that resides In a citizen of the world Than the pride that divides When a colorful rag is unfurled
Sometimes you wake up with a song in your head and you gotta share it.
This one from RUSH. What I think of as the third chapter in their musical canon. GOOD.
“The Big Money”
Big money goes around the world Big money underground Big money got a mighty voice Big money make no sound Big money pull a million strings Big money hold the prize Big money weave a mighty web Big money draw the flies
Sometimes pushing people around Sometimes pulling out the rug Sometimes pushing all the buttons Sometimes pulling out the plug It’s the power and the glory It’s a war in paradise It’s a Cinderella story On a tumble of the dice
Big money goes around the world Big money take a cruise Big money leave a mighty wake Big money leave a bruise Big money make a million dreams Big money spin big deals Big money make a mighty head Big money spin big wheels
Sometimes building ivory towers Sometimes knocking castles down Sometimes building you a stairway Lock you underground It’s that old time religion It’s the kingdom they would rule It’s the fool on television Getting paid to play the fool
It’s the power and the glory It’s a war in paradise It’s a Cinderella story On a tumble of the dice
Big money goes around the world Big money give and take Big money done a power of good Big money make mistakes Big money got a heavy hand Big money take control Big money got a mean streak Big money got no soul…
“Stories are a mechanism that human beings have evolved to package information, explain who we are, how we survived, how we have coped, sometimes succeeded, sometimes not so much. And then, [S]tories help us in sharing that information across time and space.” Liz Neeley, from the Story Collider.
One note, thought on the ethics of storytelling. The storyteller should respect the agency of the listeners. To be ethical and truthful, the narrative, and the story overall, should represent broader truths. No outliers, please; down this path, whereby the story becomes a tool of manipulation. Not helpful. Not honest. Not welcome.
The Shortwave intro goes like this:
Storytelling can be a powerful tool to convey information, even in the world of science. It can also shift stereotypes about who scientists are. We talked to someone who knows all about this – Liz Neeley, the Executive Director of Story Collider, a nonprofit focused on telling “true, personal stories about science.”
You can tell the folks at NPR your personal science stories by emailing, email@example.com. Plus, do some #scicomm with Maddie on Twitter — she’s @maddie_sofia.
This episode below was produced by Rebecca Ramirez and edited by Viet Le.
Check out Story Collider’s website to hear the latest episodes of their podcast and see upcoming live shows.