fiction and musings from a gay black dude with delusions above his station
KPFA and Pacifica are not new to drama, alas. I remember the last go-round quite well. I was sitting on the floor of the apartment, doing yoga stretches in preparation for my evening workout. I had the KPFA Evening News on the stereo. Long time news co-director Mark Mericle read through the headlines. Then he…
I love photographic exhibits. One of my favorites was a retrospective of California based 20th century photographers at the Oakland Museum of California some years ago. It featured the works of Ansel Adams, Imogen Cunningham, and other masters of that generation. A good photograph tells a story reflecting some aspect of the age in which…
1985. UCLA. Sophomore year. I fell into the swell of anti-apartheid protests that engulfed the campus that year and began to live the life of the “activist student.” My mother made a suggestion.
“You should start writing a journal.”
