Galileo was right. Science is real, and Trump is clueless.

Released for your enjoyment in the spirit of the holidays, here is the first story in my soon-to-be-released Cli-Fi short story collection.

A Climate Carol

“Mr. Drummond, I’m getting ready to head out.  Do you need anything else before I leave?”

“Leaving? It’s only three-thirty! Did you finish those reports you promised to have on my desk before five o’clock?”

Jericho Reese bowed his head, and mumbled, “No boss. There’s an air quality alert, and the mayor is encouraging everyone to leave town as early as possible. I’ll get them to you on Monday.”

Drummond shouted, “Monday? What’s wrong with tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow is Earth Day. I’m taking the wife and kids out of the city for a picnic.”

Drummond seethed with the sound of that phrase….Earth Day. Just thinking of those two words angered him.  He looked out the window of his huge suite in Drummond Tower and gaped at his tanker, steaming up the Hudson River to offload its filthy cargo. The incoming ship would bring millions in revenue to one of Drummond’s many companies. In good health for a man sixty years of age, his exercise regimen consisted of riding in a golf cart at one his exclusive country club golf courses. Continue reading “Galileo was right. Science is real, and Trump is clueless.”

Climate Change is my Civil Rights, Vietnam War protests

When I was graduated High School in 1977, climate change wasn’t part of the current lingo.

I was too young at march in Selma, Alabama.civil-rights

Or protest against our involvement in Vietnam.images

I was too young to party at Woodstock, but I loved Joni Mitchell’s lyrics, “We are stardust, we are golden, and we got to get ourselves back to the garden.” Continue reading “Climate Change is my Civil Rights, Vietnam War protests”