John Carlisle

3 weeks ago | thetimesherald.com | John Carlisle

UBLY — There’s little in these flatlands to hinder the winds that were blowing hard across the fallow farms, past the scattered barns and the leafless trees, and into the open doorway of the cold, dark building where David McDonald stood alone. It was Monday, the day for his weekly stop at the Ten Cent Horse Barn Museum, which he runs by himself, and to see whether any mail came to its box at the post office, which doesn’t often happen.

3 weeks ago | freep.com | John Carlisle

UBLY — There’s little in these flatlands to hinder the winds that were blowing hard across the fallow farms, past the scattered barns and the leafless trees, and into the open doorway of the cold, dark building where David McDonald stood alone. It was Monday, the day for his weekly stop at the Ten Cent Horse Barn Museum, which he runs by himself, and to see whether any mail came to its box at the post office, which doesn’t often happen.

1 month ago | nowthenmagazine.com | John Carlisle

On 28 April at the Festival of Debate, I’m hosting Public Finance Black Hole - The Big Lie. We’ll explore how dangerous and inaccurate myths about the way government finances work have held us back as a society, and caused inequality to skyrocket. Let me explain a little about how I came to the subject. I came to the UK to live permanently in 1970, after being away for four years. When I finally got my UK citizenship in 1982 I was so proud. But England was not the country I had left in 1966.

Feb 11, 2025 | yorkshirebylines.co.uk | John Carlisle

In 1819 my ancestors, fleeing a bankrupt Britain after the Napoleonic wars, boarded the HMS Chapman for South Africa. There was a long delay due to shipping congestion in the Thames. While waiting they were horrified to learn that a neighbouring vessel had sunk without warning, drowning the entire crew. The rotten bottom timbers had just fallen out. This was an example of a coffin ship.

Jan 13, 2025 | yahoo.com | John Carlisle

GREENLAND TOWNSHIP — There’s mystery water flowing from a hose that sticks out of a hole in the ground in an Upper Peninsula ghost town. And people in the area have been drinking it for years. “It is probably the purest water you’d ever taste,” said Ron Store, a 56-year-old Ontonagon County commissioner. “You can put this stuff in a glass jar, sit it on your porch for a month and it’s not going to turn green.