I consider myself to be a centrist, a much despised political creature in an increasingly polarized nation. Like many centrists, I’m more interested in seeing politicians getting useful things done rather than broadcasting tribal allegiances on social media to folks that are likely to agree with me.

Most Americans, Red and Blue state adherents agree that the country is on the wrong track politically. There are hot button issues where Red and Blue diverge dramatically, the issue of abortion jumps to mind as a dramatic example of deep cleavage. There are however areas where both sides share deep dissatisfaction, but…

The Last Squawk

As Texas attempts to attempts to restore interrupted electric transmission to consumers savaged by a vicious cold snap, it’s citizens were treated to a hapless political leadership attempting to attribute blame for the widespread outages to frozen wind turbines. Greg Abbott’s constituents got to watch their governor on Fox News’s Sean Hannity show attacking the Green New Deal. Apparently the governor couldn’t resist the opportunity to heap scorn on renewable energy while plugging the virtue of fossil fuels.

Meanwhile Senator Ted Cruz decided a flight to balmy Cancun was in order rather than attempting to liaise with the Biden administration…

Profile in Cowardice

There is nothing “Grand” about the Republican party anymore, only a shameless movement along the continuum of gutless amorality. Yesterday, when Rand Paul, Senator of Kentucky, held a vote on the constitutionality of the 2nd impeachment trial of Donald Trump, he did so not to argue the merits of that case, rather he wanted to send a signal of continued fidelity to Trumpism rather than democracy

Make no mistake, the Capitol Hill, events of Jan 6th were more than a warning shot across the bow of American democracy. So why would 45 senators signal their intention not to hold to…

Dad Playing One of His Violins — Still Needing a Coat of Varnish

Sometimes the best laid plans go awry. I had started on what I thought was going to be my first memoir piece about my Dad and his interest in tropical fish. An odd sounding topic I’ll admit, but that was a time, in the early 1970s when I was closest to him, as together we had a shared fascination in all things aquaria. However, the more I attempted to write that story, the more I realized I had to explore the Ireland of his youth . Ultimately, it was those years that were foundational to the man I knew as…

By Yaan — Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=6407912

Hi this is Martin Nutty of The Nutty Chronicles and you’re listening to TNC Meta. In case you haven’t figured out that acronym — TNC stands for The Nutty Chronicles and in these periodic episodes, I’m going to give you a behind the scenes view of podcast.

A programming note, I’ll be referring to a number of charts in this episode which I will post on The Nutty Chronicles, Facebook and Twitter social media feeds. If you have these in front of you, it will enhance the listening experience but I’ll do my best to describe the detail where that’s…

View of Carlow Town from the Killeshin Hills. Photo: Geraldine Doyle

This is the 2nd piece of a two part episode detailing the impact of the Spanish or Pandemic Flu of 1918 -1919 on my family. If you can find the first part here: Pandemic’s Grandchild Part I. The full series on my Irish family can be found at the Nutty Chronicles Index

Carlow Town is an ancient Irish settlement, situated in the rich farming lands fed by the watershed of the Barrow River. At end of the second decade of the 20th century, the small town was comprised of close to 7,000 people. If you look to the West…

Gormanston Beach, Photo Courtesy of Caoilfhionn McNamara

On June 20, 1979, I learned Emily Nutty, nee Behan, my paternal grandmother and last surviving grandparent had died. I was swimming at Gormanston beach when I got the news. It was a warm Summer day towards the end of the Intermediate Certificate exam and the Franciscan brothers, who ran the school at Gormanston, had given permission to go for a swim at the local beach. On a sparkling day, I set off with my school mates on foot. …

Dublin in 1797: The city of my ancestors for the past 200 years

Hi this is Martin Nutty of The Nutty Chronicles and you’re listening to TNC Meta. In case you haven’t figured out that acronym — TNC stands for The Nutty Chronicles and in these periodic TNC Meta episodes I’m going to give you a behind the scenes view of The Nutty Chronicles. In a word I’m going meta on this thing. For those that are not familiar with the word meta, its often used in the techie world to describe self referential activities. In this case, I’m making a podcast about the making and marketing of a podcast. …

RASC Horse Drawn Supply Company courtesy of the British National Army Museum

Part 4 of a multiple part series on my Irish family. Prior installments can be found at:

  1. Recovering My Irish Family
  2. Cannicide and a Dog Named Towser
  3. The Big One: Lily

Podcast episodes of these installments can be found at: The Nutty Chronicles

On Jan 6, 1913, the Feast Day of the Epiphany, a day that celebrates the visit of the Three Wise Men to the new born Christ Child in Bethlehem, William Robert Nutty joined up for service in the British Army. …

Martin Nutty

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