SANDI AULT—Reporting from the WILD

We may live in the BADLANDS now, baby, but we're bad-asses when we all get together to make some good noise and get in some good trouble.

Yes, even though we’re living in the BADLANDS, this story comes full circle to hope. Give it a listen. You’ll like the music, the drumming, and best of all… the story.

Our country is falling off a cliff. Take it from someone who has spent some serious time on craggy canyon rims and treacherous slopes: when the structure of the surface beneath you starts to erode, fast-moving landslides can literally take away the ground on which you stand. In this country, we are all perched on the edge of a crumbling precipice right now.

Every week or so, I write a blog post on Substack. Then, a few days later, I produce a variation as an audio podcast, accompanied by original music and sound effects. I hope you enjoy this podcast and will share it with your friends.

Our country is falling off a cliff. Take it from someone who has spent some serious time on craggy canyon rims and treacherous slopes: when the structure of the surface beneath you starts to erode, fast-moving landslides can literally take away the ground on which you stand. In this country, we are all perched on the edge of a crumbling precipice right now.

Greed, avarice, bloodsucking vandalism, destruction, and dismembering is happening to our democracy… and to the WILD. And we’re expected to keep the moneybags full.

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Greed, avarice, bloodsucking vandalism, destruction, and dismembering is happening to our democracy… and to the WILD. And we’re expected to keep the moneybags full.

Betrayed. Abandoned. Screwed over. Heisted. Robbed. Ripped off. Conned. Maybe we need a few more wolves.

Betrayed. Abandoned. Screwed over. Heisted. Robbed. Ripped off. Conned. Maybe we need a few more wolves.

I am going to tell you a WILD story before I am done, but first I have to tell you a bit more of what has got me to the state of remembering the time I had to sit alone a long while with a corpse in the cold at sunset.

I am going to tell you a WILD story before I am done, but first I have to tell you a bit more of what has got me to the state of remembering the time I had to sit alone a long while with a corpse in the cold at sunset.

This story is about a time when I lived in a high mountain valley. In the middle of the worst snowstorm in years, an infant needed to be taken to the hospital but the roads were closed and packed with three feet of snow. A small band of volunteer firefighters and community members banded together to relay the baby down the cliff-edged mountain road in the driving snow and darkness to meet an ambulance waiting below. When this creative and committed team needed to rescue something precious, they got innovative, bold, and brave.

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