I didn’t ask for this chance.
When I returned from two months in Germany after a still-productive stint as a Burns Fellow, I planned to continue life in the states, maybe apply for a few transatlantic awards, maybe try to sell a few of my European stories to the networks here, maybe drink a smoothie or two.
But then something happened. Networking happened.
The local honorary German consul had helped me story storm before heading abroad, and I’ve worked with him on a few feature stories in the past. The German Embassy in Washington was looking for a handful of nominations from consular offices, of journalists with an interest in Germany and renewable energy.
And with my journalistic dossier continuing to fill with internationally-focused radio stories, my name happened to make it into the mix…
Continue reading “In Search of Energy”
Being as hip as I am, I’m now reading Thomas Friedman’s 2006 book on globalization “The World is Flat.” The New York Times Columnist is sharp in international affairs, and tells the tale of outsourcing from many perspectives: the Chinese learning Japanese to serve Japanese companies; the Mormon housewives and retirees hired by Jet Blue airlines to work the company’s reservation system; the call centers in India serving any number of U.S. companies.
Friedman tells of how Indians earn about $300 a month to work in these places, with full medical coverage for ALL family and free dinners every night. Most of these workers have MBA’s, and at minimum undergraduate degrees in something impressive like engineering or mathematics.
Continue reading “The World Is Flat”
It was clear when the wall-o-warmth hit me in the jetway, and again by the friendly faces of disdain in the terminal, that I had returned to America, and to the desert, after a short 13.75 hours in the air, not counting a glorious layover in the Newark airport. My ink-stained fingers could not deny it: the chapter of 2 months in Germany had ended.
Continue reading “Recrudescing in the Desert”
If you take the DW bus line, or follow the DW road signs, it comes upon you like a whisper in darkness. One moment you’re drowning the sound of noisy Mercedes, Audis, and VWs on Bonn’s busy Reutersstrasse, and the next moment you’re breezing under a canopy of helpful trees. You can see the corner of a former government building. But when Bonn lost its placing as Germany’s capitol, Deutsche Welle was drafted to fulfill the immense structure’s potential.
This is not London, but to tease the rest of this post I’ll borrow from Ed Murrow. “This is Bonn, and there is ‘life’ going on.”
Continue reading “Life on the Rhine”
If you’ve been biting your nails waiting for the next installment of “In Search of Blue Water,” please don’t worry–it’s coming. And the pictures of sea lions and gratuitous sailing vessels will be worth your time. For now though, I must talk about more recent events.
The Arthur Burns Fellowship has had be tied up and tired for a couple of weeks now. A whirlwind orientation in Washington D.C. brought an unbelieveable amount of context to heading abroad. Speakers, bankers, politicians, lawyers, and regular ole journalists all piled into the German Marshall Fund to help 20 journalists find their way to being foreign correspondents.
Continue reading “Inside the Beltway”
The good folks at Deutsche Welle’s “Money Talks” ran my story about Southern Arizona foreign investment today. To read the script, see pictures, and hear the story just click here.
Deutsche Welle is Germany’s national broadcaster, sending news from and about Deutschland to the far corners of the globe. DW in Bonn, Germany will also be my home while I’m abroad for the Arthur Burns Fellowship.
TG’s Foreign Investment Story on DW’s Web site
It’s a reality you must face relatively quickly if you move to Arizona: it’s hot. I’ll subscribe to the common rebuttal now: Yes, it’s a dry heat. But that doesn’t negate the fact 10 minutes outside will dehydrate you, or 3 minutes in the sun will give you a nasty burn.
Most people know this, and that makes indoor activities all the more important. Movie theaters, malls, pet stores, etc, all fill to the brim on warm Arizona days. Another option for those who like to wager, is the casino.
Continue reading “When it’s 110…”