Showing posts with label civil disobedience. Show all posts
Showing posts with label civil disobedience. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Ep 06 Sacred Trust Shortcasts - Exit Stage Right

The Trust, having completed the Androscoggin Stampede, a daring theft of cars from the valet lot of the Balsams Hotel transport them to Big Island on Lake Umbagog to bring attention to an illegal timbering operation endangering newly established Bald Eagle populations. Please Note: This Podcast is PG. Some racy language.

Ep 06 Sacred Trust Shortcasts - Exit Stage Right

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Thursday, March 21, 2019

Episode 5 - A Flash in the Pan: A Sacred Trust Audio Shortcast


A Flash in the Pan: A Sacred Trust Audio Shortcast

In this episode “A Flash in the Pan” we find our heroes engaged in their first act of civil disobedience to stop the power line: A plan to “creatively re-park” the vehicles of investors in the proposal from the valet lot at the Balsams to an opening on Big Island in the middle of Lake Umbagog.  

Herbert, driving a massive car carrier “running dark” along the road to the hotel finds himself headed right toward a car being driven by a texting Cindy Fallon who has drifted across the centerline of Rte 16.  

He faces a choice between risking an innocent life and exposing himself and the Trust.


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Sunday, March 10, 2019

Monday, March 4, 2019

Ep 1 Stonebridge and the Townies - Sacred Trust Shortcast No 1

A Shortcast from the novel "Sacred Trust"


Charlie Stonebridge on his way to Molls Rock on Lake Umbagog reflects on his youth.


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"Sacred Trust" is available from Amazon.com as both an eBook and a paperback. Sacred Trust Shortcasts are vignettes from the novel taken as we convert it into an audio book.

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Thomas The Mooseman - Sacred Trust Shortcasts No 2


Chapter 6 of "Sacred Trust" Thomas - the Mooseman, former army ranger and now a recluse living in the Great North Woods of New Hampshire is introduced. "Sacred Trust" is available from Amazon.com as both an eBook and a paperback. Sacred Trust Shortcasts are vignettes from the novel taken as we convert it into an audio book.

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"Sacred Trust" is available from Amazon.com as both an eBook and a paperback. Sacred Trust Shortcasts are vignettes from the novel taken as we convert it into an audio book.


Paperback


Kindle




Into the Light:
A hiker and his dog walk the last hundred yards to the summit of Mount Willard
in northern NH. Dedicated to my friend Charlie Feuer who introduced me to this amazing hike!

Sunday, March 3, 2019

Jack Carrigain - Lion of War Reporting, North Country Editor and NH Oracle - Episode 03


An introduction to North Country icon Jack Carrigain, lion of war reporting, newspaper editor and political oracle.




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"Sacred Trust" is available from Amazon.com as both an eBook and a paperback. Sacred Trust Shortcasts are vignettes from the novel taken as we convert it into an audio book.   


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Spring Bike Adventure
Mooned by a Moose


"Sacred Trust" is available from Amazon.com as both an eBook and a paperback. Sacred Trust Shortcasts are vignettes from the novel taken as we convert it into an audio book. 





 

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Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Weaving Truth into Fiction - Wayne King’s Novel “Sacred Trust” Reveals Long-Held NH Senate Secret


In a move likely to raise the hairs on the back of your neck former State Senator Wayne D. King has used the vehicle of his new novel “Sacred Trust” to unveil a long-held secret involving a group of State Senators, arrested while driving North in the Southbound lane of Interstate 93 after a long night of drinking at the famed Highway Hotel in Concord.

“Most of the people in the story are no longer living, after all it did happen in the early 1980s,” said King when asked about this recently at a book signing. “The story was recounted to me by a Senate colleague who was a part of the whole fiasco so I’m confident that it actually happened, though there’s no way to know just how much he embellished the tale.”

In “Sacred Trust” King, who was the 1994 Democratic Gubernatorial nominee, weaves a story with a familiar ring . . . the clash of ordinary people who transform into extraordinary heroes while confronting money and power in an epic battle to protect the land they love.

“Sacred Trust” is the tale of a rollicking campaign of civil disobedience against a private powerline, pitting nine unlikely environmental patriots from across the political spectrum calling themselves “The Trust”, against the “Granite Skyway” transmission line and its powerful, well-connected consortium of investors.
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With an obvious deep fondness for both the people and the land, King weaves a fast-paced tale filled with both real and fictional stories from the political world and life in the Granite State. In a rich tableau that includes sometimes hilarious and sometimes hair-raising stories including that of the “wrong way Senators”; Doctors sneaking a pregnant Llama into a hospital surgical ward for ACL surgery; A bear and a boy eating from the same blueberry patch atop Mount Cardigan as his father, the Ranger, watches helplessly from the firetower, and much more, King stitches together six decades of stories from New Hampshire life and politics.

Woven into the story are two simultaneous threads, in addition to the story line, adding substance to the pure joy of the story:

Essays written by fictional icons who, in the style of the Federalist Papers, defend the actions of “The Trust” and make the intellectual case against the Powerline, covering everything from protest and civil disobedience in a post 9-11 world to the path forward to a carbon free energy future; and a feature series written by a business journalist named Kitchen who documents New Hampshire’s key role in the birth of the renewable energy revolution and the choices faced by the nation, and the world, in light of the challenges posed by a changing climate.

The story of the “wrong way Senators”, now that it is revealed, is one that will surely live on in the lore of the Senate. Just how it was the story never became a matter of public record is recounted in chilling detail in the pages of King’s book.

King is currently working on an interactive text iBook that examines the key issues explored in “Sacred Trust”. The iBook will be free, The author hopes that teachers and professors will find that reading the book will be both a pleasant experience and grist for debate and discussion among students.


“Sacred Trust” Paperback:
354 pages
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
ISBN-10: 1981490302
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Price: $14.95*

Sacred Trust Kindle eBook
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Monday, July 31, 2017

Introducing Thomas and Metallak His Moose Companion

Thomas is one of the main characters in the Kindle book "Sacred Trust", a novel by Wayne D. King, available from Amazon.com. Thomas is an ex-Army Ranger living in the Great North Woods of NH. He goes by Thomas, just Thomas, like Cher and Sting and Bono. As you will see, he has a very unusual set of companions, one in particular - named Metallak. Metallak is named after the last surviving member of the Androscoggin tribe, who lived in this area in the late 1800. Thomas joins together with seven other unlikely compatriots determined to stop a private powerline that threatens the beauty of his home. If you enjoy this chapter you may wish to order the Kindle book here:

"Sacred Trust"
Published as ebook on Amazon
Available from Kindle Books
Moosewood Communications Publisher
Author: Wayne D. King




Chapter 6  Thomas



Herbert and Michelle wheeled their shopping cart through the doors of the IGA in Colebrook, New Hampshire. The cart, loaded with groceries for their fishing trip, looked like it was on the last leg of a recycling marathon, having survived as it  passed from one chain to the next on down the line until it reached its final stop here in Colebrook. Herbert was passing through the doors when the latest issue of the Colebrook News and Views caught his eye. Herbert grabbed the paper, stuffed it into one of the bags and continued on toward the jeep.


They had just gotten into the Jeep when “he” appeared, coming around the bend in the road, leading a cart trailed by five dogs, all of mixed breed. He had the appearance of a wild man or an eccentric miner from the west, his hair flying all over and unkempt, his beard just a continuation of the hair framing his entire face, what little one could see of it. As if that weren’t enough to catch your attention his pack animal, pulling the cart, was - by God! - a moose.
A Moose!


Hitched with a full harness to the cart, a rack of antlers that would do the biggest bull in the swamp proud, and pulling the cart along next to the mountain man just as calm as you please.  


A moose’s rack - the term often used for its antlers, are largely a function of the animal’s diet. So even though Thomas’ pack animal was by all accounts of average size, his rack was outsized and thus gave the appearance of a massive bull. He was obviously well-fed, though Thomas’s gaunt frame gave one the impression that food was not a priority.


So this was the Mooseman.


Herbert and Michelle were not alone among those who had joked about this legendary character for years - neither one believing that he actually existed. Whenever they packed up to go on a fishing trip up north they would always make a show of packing their cameras and tripods, remarking that they might see the Mooseman, but they never believed that it would actually happen - yet here he was in the flesh.


The Mooseman was an enigma; a ghost who roamed the part of New Hampshire’s North Country known as the Great North Woods. North of the White Mountains, the Great North Woods is a vast, fertile area where earth and water are braided together in a tapestry of streams, rivers, lakes and land. Like the rivers, streams and air that weaved their way through and above the tapestry it was not bound by human made geographic boundaries, even barriers imposed by language.  So the northern region of Vermont, the Carrabassett region of Maine and even Canada were part of both the natural and human ecosystems of the region. Cemeteries were populated with family names that bridged geography, race, religion.  Roads, rail lines  and well worn Indian trails conjoined states; and legends - like Metallack, Chocorua, Moll Ockett and Roger’s Rangers, were shared across boundaries.


This was the haunt of Thomas, The Mooseman; Where he came and went - largely unnoticed.   Many a young journalist had tried to track down and interview the Mooseman but he had always managed to evade them; in part by having more homes than John and Cindy McCain or other representatives of the uber rich who breathed the rarified air of the one percent. But unlike John and Cindy, none of the residences would be listed in the Realtors MLS or the tax roles of the local community. Some were shared, by virtue of their status as public buildings - like the cabin atop Mount Cabot. Most were simply woven into the fabric of the region: A longhouse built of saplings, bark, leaf litter, and branches, well hidden on the second Connecticut Lake and another in the area of Metallak point on an island of Lake Umbagog; a cave on Roger’s Point, named for the famed scout and warrior Robert Rogers, whom the Indian people called the “White Devil” though they both despised and admired him; a fishing camp deep in the woods of Vermont along the Connecticut River with escape routes by land and water.      


The locals insisted he was real but most folks chalked the Mooseman up to the legends and lore of the Great North Woods and didn’t give it any more credence than the Loch Ness Monster or a similar critter that locals claimed plumbed the depths of Lake Winnipesaukee - “Winni” they called him. . .  or her.


But at long last, here he was; and Thomas was his name.


Thomas . . . no last name, just Thomas, like Cher or Sting or Bono; (at least that was all he cared to share with his neighbors).


The legend was that Thomas was a direct descendant of Metallak, an old Indian who was said to ride into town on a moose that he raised from a calf given to him as a gift after he went blind in his nineties. In fact, it was said that Metallak continued to ride that moose until the moose died at the ripe old age of 25, leaving Metallak broken hearted and eventually claiming him too.


Metallak, the “Lone Indian of the Magalloway”.


The “Lone” Indian not because he was the only Indian but rather because he was the last of his tribe, a branch of the Abenaki Nation known as the Androscoggin or the Cowasuck. Androscoggin, being the more poetic moniker, it became the name attached to one of the big rivers running through the region. Cowasuck, for obvious reasons, never caught on.


Despite the common assertion that Metallak was the last of his line, Thomas claimed that he was in a direct line of descent from one Molly Susup, reputed to be the love child of Metallak and Moll Ockett, a famed Indian healer of the region. Both Metallak and Moll Ockett traveled in intersecting circles and both moved easily between the worlds of the native peoples and the white settlers.


Thomas, circling back, named his moose Metallak. His pack of mongrel dogs were similarly named for many of the more widely known historic contemporaries of Metallak and Moll Ockett.


And so Thomas meandered into town drawing surprisingly little attention. Given his motley entourage, one might have expected that his arrival would have caused quite a stir but it was midweek and it seemed as though Thomas’ comings and goings had become of little consequence to the local folks  and he avoided the weekend crowds for that very reason.  


As he drew nearer to the town core Thomas  started to pass by a parked truck sporting a Polaris Electric logo.


Not knowing he was being observed by Michelle and Herbert from the safety of their Jeep,  he glanced around.


Herbert watched as the Mooseman bowed his head and reached down.


“What the . . . “ Michelle whispered as he pulled down his zipper.


“Shhhhh” was Herbert’s reply.


Stealthily Thomas removed the gas cap and then he stood, stretching his right arm above his head as if he were yawning and using the opportunity to assess whether he was still unobserved, he proceeded to urinate into the gas tank.


Perhaps it was just the quiet of the moment or the neck of the nearly empty  gas tank created just the right sine wave to amplify the sound of his stream but as Herbert and Michelle struggled to keep from laughing, the thunderous sound of Thomas’ piss  cut through the afternoon air and the glass of their car, stopping for a moment and then resuming loud and proud, over and over, until relief was at hand, and with a groan Thomas completed his business.


Without bothering to re-trouser himself, Thomas reached into his pocket and produced a packet of sugar, shook it, ripped it open and added it into the tank for good measure, a sly smile spreading across his face as he did.


Having completed his priority task, Thomas flipped his member back into his jeans and zipped up, adding a little gleeful jump at the end of the motion, and with a spring in his step turned toward Metallak and winked.


The moose was nonplussed.


“On Dasher” he said in a bit of a historic play and the old moose resumed his shambling pace, passing the jeep where Herbert and Michelle sat  motionless, hidden behind tinted windows.  


As they passed by Herbert noticed that the back of the cart was filled with grade stakes, trailing pink ribbons.


It was an odd coincidence that the newspaper he  had grabbed on his way out of the store, had fallen from the bag, revealing its headline: “Vandals Hit Granite Skyway Survey Site”  blared out above the fold.  


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Thomas is only one of eight interesting characters that make up “The Trust” a group of compatriots drawn together by the desire to stop the construction of a huge powerline from Canada.


"Sacred Trust" 
Published as ebook on Amazon
Available from Kindle Books
Moosewood Communications Publisher
Author: Wayne D. King


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