By various accounts, Tsunki is either a diety or a powerful shaman of the water who protects the health of the Shuar people.

Image credit: above, INPC Ecuador (Instituto Nacional de Patrimonio Cultural); below, Pit Becker ARTwork

Shuar resistance

Whether in Amazonia or at Standing Rock, native people know that Water Is Life. Today’s show features an interview with shaman, author, and whistleblower John Perkins as well as breaking news from the pipeline resistance movement. Also included is commentary by Benjamin the Donkey, a short clip from Harry Nilsson’s The Point, and music by Zympht.

The Glucose that Binds the Lightness and Darkness (1997)

Our reality is of dialectics. Hot-cold, peace-war, friend-foe, lost-found, dark-light. One side cannot exist without the other. We should appreciate our opponents and embrace their different views, aware always of the small one-sided part we must play to keep the balance and avoid mediocrity.

Play fast and mean, but say who you are, and live always by the light of day.

The storming brains of men and boys play on and keep the darkness at bay.

The darkness and lightning of storming thoughts become their life’s works’ art.

The glue that binds the darkness and lightness, never the two shall part.

Food Share

Celebrate the 37th anniversary of the founding of Food Not Bombs with this in-depth presentation about a nonviolent anarchist response to economic and social collapse.  Included are interviews from York (UK) Food Not Bombs by John Compost Cossham, discussion between John and Producer/Host Susan Livingston about their respective experiences with their local chapters, Susan’s feature-length in-depth interview with founder Keith McHenry about everything from the origin of the idea for Food Not Bombs to our responsibilities to All Our Relations in a globalized world in the midst of the Sixth Extinction, and of course, limericks by Benjamin the Donkey. Sequitur theme music is by Zympht. Run time: 118 minutes.

Sometimes food is prepared on site, like for the anniversary gathering at People’s Park shown below and in the Featured Image above. Photo credit: Susan Livingston

Only Love

Two weeks after the Belize Only Love Remains workshop (trailer embedded below and included in the audio) and two days after the Sierra Club dinner and presentation at the Berkeley yacht club, Guy McPherson describes the workshop experience in detail, talks about how his presentation has changed and continues to change over time, projects his touring schedule for the rest of 2017, and reveals the vision for a new project. Also included is a topical poem by David Wolinsky, whose early works were published  last year by Dos Madres Press, and limericks by Benjamin the Donkey. Theme music is by Zympht; more of his music can be found on SoundCloud. The featured image shows (left to right) Guy McPherson, Pauline Schneider, Jamen Shively, and Jeffrey Strahl. Run time – 56:08.

Unnatural Disaster 3

Image credit: Alamay

The featured image of the Chernobyl plant from the perspective of the ghost town of Pripyat is from the UK Sun from 22 February 2017. The Ferris wheel in the center of the foreground was never used; the amusement park was due to open less than a week after the town was evacuated due to the meltdown. Note how quickly Nature can reclaim her domain once the humans are out of the way. I heartily agree with Elizabeth West, featured guest on Sequitur: Earthbound, when she says, “Every day, I’m less convinced that the survival of this species is an optimal outcome.”

Today’s Sequitur marks the 31st anniversary of the Chernobyl disaster and is the third of a three-part series on nuclear power plant disasters. The show also features a segment by John Cossham on Earth Day, a poetry reading from Wendell Berry by Debba Kale Earnshaw, commentary by Benjamin the Donkey, topical music of Here II Here, and theme music by Zympht.

As if that’s not already a very full program, I’m asking that you commit 90 minutes at some time in the next week to view the documentary Awake: A Dream from Standing Rock. The trailer is embedded below. If you act before 6 May, the charge will be self-determined for an unlimited number of viewers and viewings. The minimum is $1; however, since “100% of the proceeds will go to an Indigenous Media Fund and a Pipeline Fighters Fund supervised by the film’s creators and a council of indigenous leaders to support direct actions, indigenous filmmakers and journalists,” PANinA humbly asks that you make the requested $5 donation. PANinA has already made a $20 donation and hereby further pledges to donate an additional dollar for every Comment viewers make on this page before 6 May and after viewing the film. Thank you in advance for your caring participation.


Our title is inspired by a quote from the song Learning to Fly from Pink Floyd’s Momentary Lapse of Reason album: “Tongue-tied and twisted, just an Earthbound misfit am I.” Another song from that same Pink Floyd album captures the kind of acceptance of our inevitable demise due to our addicted state that author Elizabeth West models so well in the featured interview. Actually, it’s a mini-set comprised of A New Machine with its lyrics about “doing time” and the intervening instrumental Terminal Frost that captures the poignancy of our predicament. Here are those lyrics (which I have often thought would make a good epitaph in case of compassionate self-deliverance):

A New Machine

I have always been here
I have always looked out from behind these eyes
It feels like more than a lifetime
Feels like more than a lifetime

Sometimes I get tired of the waiting
Sometimes I get tired of being in here
Is this the way it has always been?
Could it ever have been different?

Do you ever get tired of the waiting?
Do you ever get tired of being in there
Don’t you worry; nobody lives forever
Nobody lives forever

[bridge – Terminal Frost (instrumental)]

I will always be here
I will always look out from behind these eyes
It’s only a lifetime; it’s only a lifetime
It’s only a lifetime

Elizabeth West’s website is Love’s Longing. Her book is titled Love is the Way: Daily Offerings from the Guides for Living Luminously.

The opening song is the context for one of my favorite quotes: “Life is the chance we take when we make this Earth our home.” And like any other gamble (quoting Emanuel Tanay (1928 – 2014), Polish-American physician, forensic psychiatrist, and Holocaust survivor), “There are no guarantees. From the viewpoint of fear, none are strong enough. From the viewpoint of love, none are necessary.” And that’s why I can move toward Planetary Hospice with acceptance and compassion. Here are the lyrics for Peace Is by Frederick Small from his album The Heart of the Appaloosa:

Peace Is

Peace is the bread we break
Love is the river rolling
Life is a chance we take
When we make this earth our home
Gonna make this earth our home.

Feel the cool breeze blowing through the smoke and the heat
Hear the gentle voices and the marching feet
Singing call back the fire, draw the missiles down
And we’ll call this earth our home.

We have known the atom, the power and pain
We’ve seen people fall beneath the killing rain
If the mind still reasons and the soul remains
It shall never be again.

Peace grows from a tiny seed
As the acorn grows into the tallest tree
Many years ago I heard a soldier say
When people want peace, better get out of the way.


Unnatural Disaster 2

Featured Image Photo Credit: Reuters
HazMat workers at Reactor 4, Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Power Plant

The show opens with a retrospective on the Three-Mile Island Nuclear Power Plant accident 38 years ago before resuming the report on Fukushima Daiichi as a follow-up to the interview with survivor and activist Yumi Kikuchi from Unnatural Disaster 1. Also included are limericks by Benjamin the Donkey, a poetry reading by Debba Kale Earnshaw, and a Zympht classic in addition to the Sequitur theme music. Run time:

In related news, here is a presentation from 13 October 2016 featuring John LaForge, activist and author of Nuclear Heartland, produced by my friend and colleague, Peace Troubador Vic Sadot, and posted 29 March. Run time 58 minutes.

Unnatural Disaster 1

The featured interview is with Yumi Kikuchi, activist, practitioner with her husband Gen Morita of ancient Japanese medicine, and co-founder of Rasur Japan and Fukushima Kids Hawai’i, Interruptions are covered/created with original limericks by Benjamin the Donkey and a poetry reading by Debba Kale Earnshaw. Caccini’s Ave Maria is performed by Latvian mezzo soprano Elina Garanca. Also included is George Harrison’s Here Comes the Sun from the Beatles’ album Abbey Road performed by Harmony On Tap (HOT). Sequitur theme music is written and performed by Zympht.

Tax-deductible donations to Fukushima Kids Hawai’i can be made through Fukushima Kids Hawai’i‘s GoFundMe site. Better still, you can send a personal check, in US dollars, please, payable to Fukushima Kids Hawai’i, and a personal note to Yumi and Gen at Fukushima Kids Hawai’i, 75-286 Hoene Street, Kailua, Kona, HI 96740. Be sure to mention that you heard Yumi’s interview on Sequitur: Unnatural Disaster!

Greensleeves lyrics from 1584

Alas my loue, ye do me wrong,
to cast me off discurteously:
And I haue loued you so long
Delighting in your companie.
Greensleeues was all my ioy,
Greensleeues was my delight:
Greensleeues was my heart of gold,
And who but Ladie Greensleeues.

I haue been readie at your hand,
to grant what euer you would craue.
I haue both waged life and land,
your loue and good will for to haue.

I bought three kerchers to thy head,
that were wrought fine and gallantly:
I kept thee both boord and bed,
Which cost my purse wel fauouredly.

I bought thee peticotes of the best,
the cloth so fine as might be:
I gaue thee iewels for thy chest,
and all this cost I spent on thee.

Thy smock of silk, both faire and white,
with gold embrodered gorgeously:
Thy peticote of Sendall right:
and thus I bought thee gladly.

Thy smock of gold so crimson red,
with pearles bedecked sumptuously:
The like no other lasses had,
and yet thou wouldst not loue me,

Thy purse and eke thy gay guilt kniues,
thy pincase gallant to the eie:
No better wore the Burgesse wiues,
and yet thou wouldst not loue me.

Thy crimson stockings all of silk,
with golde all wrought aboue the knee,
Thy pumps as white as was the milk,
and yet thou wouldst not loue me.

Thy gown was of the grossie green,
thy sleeues of Satten hanging by:
Which made thee be our haruest Queen,
and yet thou wouldst not loue me.

Thy garters fringed with the golde,
And siluer aglets hanging by,
Which made thee blithe for to beholde,
And yet thou wouldst not loue me.

My gayest gelding I thee gaue,
To ride where euer liked thee,
No Ladie euer was so braue,
And yet thou wouldst not loue me.

My men were clothed all in green,
And they did euer wait on thee:
Al this was gallant to be seen,
and yet thou wouldst not loue me.

They set thee vp, they took thee downe,
they serued thee with humilitie,
Thy foote might not once touch the ground,
and yet thou wouldst not loue me.

For euerie morning when thou rose,
I sent thee dainties orderly:
To cheare thy stomack from all woes,
and yet thou wouldst not loue me.

Thou couldst desire no earthly thing.
But stil thou hadst it readily:
Thy musicke still to play and sing,
And yet thou wouldst not loue me.

And who did pay for all this geare,
that thou didst spend when pleased thee?
Euen I that am reiected here,
and thou disdainst to loue me.

Wel, I wil pray to God on hie,
that thou my constancie maist see:
And that yet once before I die,
thou wilt vouchsafe to loue me.

Greensleeues now farewel adue,
God I pray to prosper thee:
For I am stil thy louer true,
come once againe and loue me.

Here Comes the Sun by George Harrison

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
It’s all right, it’s all right