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Joel K. Douglas

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31:12

The Neighbor

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2026/04/07

The shingles were hot enough to burn through his knees if he stopped moving. July in Leavenworth and the sun hit the roof and the heat came off in waves you could see rising like water that wasn’t there. He was skinny. Wiry. The kind of thin that doesn’t come from a gym. It comes from being on a roof in Kansas every day for years until the work carves you down to what’s essential and everything else burns off.He moved well up there. You don’t notice a good roofer until you watch one. The way the

32:02

The Sand Trap

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2026/03/31

You’re gassing up at a Flying J just west of Rawlins, Wyoming, and the wind is having its way with you.The gusts come off the high plains at sixty miles an hour, shoving your truck door open, ripping it from your hand. Down the interstate you passed two semis on their sides, lying in the median like dead animals. Strange lattice fences line the highway; if you’re not from here you don’t know they’re snow fences. They’re losing. Truckers and old wise ones call this stretch the Snow Chi Minh Trail

34:05

Raven Rock. A House Divided

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2026/03/24

Act I. The MountainDanny Kowalski’s alarm went off at four-fifteen. He dressed in the dark so he wouldn’t wake the baby. Jeans, thermal, boots. His wife, Sarah, still asleep on her side. One arm over her belly, where the second one was growing. He pulled the door shut. Stood in the cold on the landing of their apartment in Chambersburg and waited for the truck.Rick pulled up at four-thirty with the headlights off until Danny waved. Kyle was already in the back seat. Danny climbed in. Took the

24:42

The Throw

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2026/03/17

The day before we started bombing, Iran agreed to stop stockpiling nuclear material.The day before.We bombed them anyway.This is a piece about what strength actually means. And what we do now.Act I. The PlaygroundThe morning sun, warm on the blacktop. The yard smelled like cut grass and rubber. Beyond the kickball diamond, a basketball hoop with a chain net and monkey bars where the younger kids hung upside down. Row of swings with pebbles worn smooth underneath. The bases painted on the blacktop in

25:42

Dear Democrats. You're Close to Something Real. Don't...

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2026/03/03

Once upon a time, I might have been a Democrat.The theory sounds good. Love your neighbor. Build systems that catch people when they fall. Use the government to do what charity alone can’t. I’ve read the arguments. Listened to the sermons. But the more I pull on the logic threads, the more it comes apart.Not because the compassion is wrong. The compassion is right. After all, rend our hearts, not our garments. We need to dig deeper. I’m listening to James Talarico, the Texas state rep running for

24:41

The Last Petrov

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2026/02/24

Western Iraq. The Euphrates River Valley. Flat country. Date palms and canals and dust so fine it gets into the action of a rifle and into the boots and lungs of the men and women who carry them.The enemy buried bombs in the roads. Watched from rooftops. Wore no uniform. Walked among the living like the living until the moment he was not. A man drove a fuel truck and skimmed money from the sale and the money bought wire. The wire connected to a shell and a different man buried the shell in the road

20:53

The Social Responsibility of the NFL is to Make Money

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2026/02/17

An eternity ago on a Sunday night. But it was never about Sunday night.Unseasonably warm in Dallas. Blue sky, few clouds. February but it doesn’t feel like it. Feels like a gift after the recent ice. The kind of morning where you leave the door propped open and let the air in.It’s gonna be a big day. The biggest day, actually, if you’re in the business of cold beer and television sets. Championship Sunday. Super Bowl Sunday. After tonight, there’s no more football until September. Seven months of

25:48

Both Fly

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2026/02/10

Blue sky, golden grass, tall sagebrush, mountains capped white behind. Chores done. Coffee in the sun room. He looks out across the south pasture. The tips of the tall sage quiver. The wind picks up the flags along the fence line, tugging at the screw lock chain links that hold them to the wire. The Stars and Stripes is up all the time, frayed at the edge. And the other. It’s been up since the election. Inside, a catalog open on the table. Maybe he’ll buy a new bull this year. He needs new genes

23:56

The Indomitable Maggie Chase Smith and the Tyranny of...

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2026/02/03

The Founders knew about the Leviathan.They had read their Bibles. Job. Isaiah. Ezekiel. The beast that cannot be bargained with. Cannot be tamed. Cannot be killed. They had lived under a king. They knew what unchecked power looked like when it wore a crown.They did not fear a British king. They had beaten him already.They feared an American one.So they built a cage. Three branches. Separate powers. Ambition made to counter ambition. No single branch could grow so powerful that it swallowed the

24:38

The Watchman

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2026/01/27

Kansas. Summer, 1936. The bluffs above the Missouri.The river didn’t look dangerous. Wide and brown and slow. Trees leaning over the banks. A boy could stand on the bluff and think he understood what he was looking at.He was fourteen. Watching a man jump from the railroad bridge.Everyone did it. You climbed the trestle. Leapt. Hit the water. Swam to the bank. He’d done it himself, twice. The shock of cold. Hard swim to the shallows. You came up laughing.The undertow you couldn’t see. The surface

2:01

Who Can Subdue the Leviathan?

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2026/01/22

There is the Leviathan.He moves in the deep,in the playground of God.He waits for his foodin its season.God asks,Can you draw him out with a fishhook?Put a cord through his nose?Make a covenant with him?Once, he was not vast.Once, he was small.He swam among other creatures.He learned hunger.He learned taking.No one remembers when he grew too large.No one remembers the first timeno one could stop him.They thought they could build a cage for him.Twelve of them.Stone and iron and promises.The Leviathan

29:13

The Emerald

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2026/01/20

There is the Leviathan.He moves in the deep,in the playground of God.He waits for his foodin its season.God asks,Can you draw him out with a fishhook?Put a cord through his nose?Make a covenant with him?The Zippo. He ran his thumb across the worn edges. Took it out of his pocket.But I’m getting ahead of myself.Act I. The AffairCopenhagen, spring 1945, three weeks after the Germans left.You could still smell it. Smoke, petrol, something sour underneath. The city was learning how to breathe again

26:22

Blood & Fruit

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2026/01/13

The banana cost forty-seven cents.I got it from the vending machine at work. I grab it on my way out to the parking lot. Fifteen minutes of freedom. The break room smells like microwaved fish. I just need to be outside for a minute.I lean against the wall by the loading dock. Trucks roll past on the 15. The sun’s already down, but the sky is still that burnt orange it gets out here. The smog holds onto the light.I peel the banana without looking at it. Four bites. I toss the peel in the trash on my

27:39

TWENTY-TWO

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2026/01/06

Act I. Tick Tock[SFX: The noise of New York City][Narrator] New York City in December. Manhattan. No snow yet, but the cold sits like it’s waiting for something.A kid walks home from work. Twenty-four years old. Jacket zipped to the throat. Same route he always takes. Down from Midtown, cutting through the side streets. Too many tourists on the main streets.He wants to move through the world without it touching him.It’s 6:12 PM. The sun is already gone. The crosswalk timer across the street blinks

24:08

Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot?

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2025/12/30

[SFX: Solo Guitar playing Auld Lang Syne]Should old acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? Should old acquaintance be forgot, and the days of long ago?We’ve forgotten the meaning of the song playing in the background when we toast on New Year’s Eve.Let’s remember.Back to Ulysses S. Grant. He couldn’t hear music. Not wouldn’t. Couldn’t. And the most important moment of his life would be defined by a song.Act I. The Man Who Couldn’t Hear MusicWashington, D.C., March 8, 1864.Ulysses S

43:53

A Christmas Carol for King George

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2025/12/23

This story is true. Except for the parts with the ghosts. [SFX: Theater applause]Dim the lights.Prologue. London. December, 1776.One lone leaf on the London plane outside the King’s window trembles in the light breeze, like the whole city just let out a quiet breath.It had clung to its branch through the long autumn, through winds that had stripped its companions and sent them spinning across the grounds of Windsor Castle. But now, in the stillness of a December evening, with no wind at all to speak

27:38

Who Can the President Fire?

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2025/12/16

2025. The president fires an FTC commissioner before her term is up. The statute says he can’t without cause. He does it anyway. Now the Supreme Court has to decide whether ninety years of precedent was real law, or a bluff. Act I. The Wager[SFX: casino room, cards dealt, chips stacked, ice clinking in glasses]Players stare at each other across a poker table. Four cards are up. One card is face down. The last card decides everything, but nobody gets to see it until somebody commits.You can stare at

26:04

Who Gave You Permission to Touch Our Sky?

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2025/12/09

Act I. The Sky WarSFX: Thunder rolling in the distance. A slow rotor hum. Laos. March 20th, 1967.A C-130 Hercules lifts off from Udon Royal Thai Air Force Base just after sunset. The crew has the cargo bay loaded with canisters. Not bombs, not supplies; canisters of silver iodide mixed with lead iodide and acetone. Command briefed the crew separately from every other unit on base. The flight plan logs say the crew's mission is “weather reconnaissance.”Their actual mission: to make it rain over the

30:43

Should Every Generation be Richer than their Parents?

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2025/12/02

Act I. The Golden Handcuffs(SFX: Blizzard wind.)January 1914. Highland Park, Michigan. Six degrees above zero.Ten thousand men press against the iron gates of the Ford Motor Company. Wool coats thin as paper. Broken boots stamping frozen mud. The guards inside are terrified. The mob is too large, so they turn the fire hoses on them. The water hits. Soaks through. Freezes instantly to ice on their coats.The men don’t leave. They stand there, shivering, because a rumor has spread through the tenements

29:02

The House You'll Never Own

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2025/11/18

Act One. The Penny AuctionsNebraska, October 6, 1932. Five and a half miles southwest of Elgin, in the middle of farm country. Theresa Von Baum, a widow who worked her 80-acre farm with only the help of her sons after her husband’s death, couldn’t make the payment on her $442 mortgage. The bank moved to foreclose. The bank expected to make hundreds, or even thousands, of dollars for the farm.Nearly 3,000 farmers from Antelope and neighboring counties showed up at the Von Baum farm that day. They

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