On the radio, I am a National Public Radio junky which I suppose makes me a pinko and a pinky. My favorite hour of programming each week is Ira Glass's entirely unpredictable and beautifully produced This American Life. Brave, funny, intimate and pitch-perfect week in, week out. Sundays @ 6:00 PM on many local affiliates, but archived for your loving convenience online here.
Last nights program, entitled “Somewhere Out There” features three vignettes on the broad theme of the miracle that any two people on the planet can meet and find meaning. Act 2 of this 3 part suite features the story of Lilly and Thomasina. Heartbreaking and heartening all at once.
This story will hit home for two groups of readers here. You might belong to both of them:
- people curious about gender and what it reveals about us, and
- people with a pulse and even a small dusting of firing neurons.

Go make your television jealous this evening and have a listen. I would not lie to you, dear friend. If you do, or if you heard the show last night, drop me a line here with your thoughts.
Thanks - Petra
6 comments:
I don't own a radio, so have never had the chance to hear National Public Radio, but it sounds phenomenal! :)
I love NPR, too!
Will have to check out this program :)
Happy Monday, darling Petra!
xoxox,
CC
I'd definitely like to hear your feedback if you listen to them.
That episode of This American Life was first aired about a year ago. It was profoundly moving for me.
It really is an astounding hour of radio each week.
NPR rules my world. All Things Considered every afternoon, Fresh Air in the evening, the above and Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me as podcasts. Plus RadioLab!
I used to play around with Pandora, created one station that I seeded with Billy Bragg, and Barry McGuire's "Eve of Destruction." It introduced me to a lot of artists that I quite liked. Highly recommended.
I think the nice thing about podcasts is that you get to listen to cultures and topics outside of your own.
One thing that struck me about the two 'girls' talking was how much they reminded me of my neices talking together. :)
I belong to those people with a pulse... I miss you Petra.
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