Commentary

This is all commentaries on WVPE including Friday's Michiana Chronicles Feature and occasional one-time contributors.

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For the record, I like foreigners.  But it’s been forty-five minutes now.  I certainly hope they are recording this call for training purposes.  But more likely the HR department is just saving it to replay later over drinks. 

A TOILET ARTICLE

“Bad decisions make good stories.” Not so long ago, my son, Joseph, said that to me. I’m sure that he mentioned it regarding some personal incident, but it turns out that it can work for public policy too. Thus, I’m going to muscle my way onto turf that usually is held by my co-Michiana Chronicler, April Lidinsky: Women’s Issues—except this topic really is an Everybody Issue. My apologies for the encroachment, April.

"Freedom Summer"

May 20, 2016

FREEDOM SUMMER

According to some crazy expert at the London Philharmonic, the graduation march, otherwise known as Pomp and Circumstance, is one of the fifty greatest pieces of classical music. Seems to me it’s one of humanity’s fifty greatest sleep-aids. But you be the judge: (Music.) Please, turn that thing off! Thank you. See what I mean? Graduation is supposed to be a happy occasion. People have accomplished something, we’re trying to have a celebration here. Come on!

Well, Indiana has had its moment of political glory — serving as the iceberg that sank Ted Cruz’s ship.   Despite the ugliness, this political season has had an upside — reminding seasoned voters how exciting it is to be new to voting and crazy in love with your candidate.

Creating Habitat

Apr 29, 2016

On a cold Wednesday night this month, on a drive home from open mic night at Wild Rose Moon in Plymouth, I pondered a clear-eyed interpretation of “You Are My Sunshine.” Chad Fletcher, a stocky guy in black knee shorts, with a guitar, big arm tattoos, and a goatee, got me to hear the song like it was brand new, and forced me to wipe away a tear.  Wow, that was good. 

    Sweet Spring Swing

By Heather Curlee Novak

Spring is now here and those fresh, balmy mornings on my tiny front porch have begun.  We often eat breakfast on the front porch and dinner on the backyard patio. Being outside is so enjoyable, especially after that endless winter!  With these warm Spring days we just drift outside to enjoy the sunshine.

How to Make America Great

The drama of presidential politics has overwhelmed the country this year, giving rise to the hope or fear that one candidate or another can single-handedly transform American society. Some look for a savior. Their opponents fear a dictatorship, because tearing up the Constitution would seem to be the only way to realize the dream of a final solution to our woes.

 

    We’re learning to speak French at our house.  Or, rather, we’re learning to speak French-ly.  

Bartenders and Hair Tenders: True Confessions

   

Fat Tuesday found me draped across a barstool while wonderful Wally “set ‘em up” as my pre-penitential push for partying unfolded in downtown South Bend. A band of revelers came in, handed out beads and headed back into the snowy South Bend darkness while I continued to stave off  thoughts of the rigors of the coming Lenten season by doing elbow bends and yuking it up with Wally.

"Spring"

Mar 25, 2016

I get to be the first to welcome in spring on behalf of the Michiana Chroniclers. The first sign of spring for me was a couple of weeks ago: Michiana Monologues, produced by the IU South Bend Women’s and Gender Studies Department and Chronicler April Lidinsky.

Now that debate moderators are asking presidential candidates how race works in their lives, I’ve been thinking about things I’ve witnessed here in northern Indiana. A couple of years ago I was visiting an elderly man from the neighborhood on one of those March days when the air is earthy and hopeful. We said our goodbyes out on his front step just as the nearby junior high school let out and kids started walking home. They were happy and relaxed, holding conversations of their own choosing now, not seruptitious ones eked out in whispers under the gaze of a pedagogical elder.

WVPE “Standing up for Women” - for Michiana Chronicles March 4, 2016.

"Somerset"

Feb 26, 2016

My earliest memories are of a place that’s been underwater since the mid ‘60s.

My dad grew up on a farm at what is now the bottom of what is now called the Mississenewa Lake, a man-made lake that used to be called the Mississenewa Reservoir. That’s about a mile from the town, also underwater, where Dad went to high school, a Wabash County town called Somerset.

I go to the water’s edge sometimes to look for something familiar.

"Vote Local"

Feb 19, 2016

Vote Local

By Heather Curlee Novak

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