
First, I talk about Eating Dr. King’s Dinner, (from my book of the same name), a true tale of time in jail in Selma, Alabama, 1965.
This session will be with co-hosts Daniel Ayers (of Spring Friends Meeting in NC) and Quinn Ray, on The Hometown Holler, a dynamic and fast-growing podcast. The Holler usually focuses on North Carolina politics, but this program is for MLK Day, which is what all the Monday fuss should REALLY be about.

It’s at thehometownholler.com (Click on “Listen Now”)
Then you can turn to a scintillating conversation on Tell It Slant — the biography/autobiography of Chuck Fager, published last summer, by Emma Lapsansky-Werner, with Chuck — reviewing his prophetic eighty-plus years of adventure, activism & writing on religion, war, justice, love and laughter.
https://tinyurl.com/yhmydnps
It’s on Northern Spirit Radio, hosted by Quaker Mark Helpsmeet.

(There are two versions of this conversation: one is 57 minutes, the other 68 minutes, which includes more on Chuck’s and Emma’s religious influences.)
If those aren’t enough to get you through the worst pangs of oligarchs’ indigestion, you could go back and start over, check grocery prices (they’re UP), see whether the cease-fire is holding and hostages are still being released, and/or — like I might do myself — take a long nap.
Say Not The Struggle Nought Availeth
Arthur Hugh Clough, 1819-1869
Say not the struggle nought availeth,
The labour and the wounds are vain.
The enemy faints not nor faileth.
As things have been, things will remain
Say not the struggle nought availeth,
Though we must battle constantly:
Exposed to light the darkness fadeth
For those who have the eyes to see.
The labour and the wounds are vain,
The human heart resilient,
In time will overcome the pain.
And better truth comes clear to millions.
The enemy faints not nor faileth.
We have to trade them blow for blow
Although his malice he sustaineth
He dare not let his terror show.
As things have been, things will remain;
The night goes on continually.
Despite the hardship and the pain
One morn we’ll claim the victory.
Say Not The Struggle
Nought Availeth –