The idea of a Green New Deal has become a tangible rallying cry for environmental advocates, young people and activists for social and economic justice across the country.
The Future is in the House: The Green New Deal

Nullius in verba
V.B. Price has lived in New Mexico since l958, mostly in Albuquerque’s North Valley, writing poetry, journalism and non-fiction. His website is vbprice.com.
The idea of a Green New Deal has become a tangible rallying cry for environmental advocates, young people and activists for social and economic justice across the country.
In these trying and confusing times, working strenuously for the world one wants doesn’t take the horror out of the world one opposes, but it does absolve it of devastating hopelessness.
Christmas 2018 V.B. Price For Rini, as always, Ryan, Talia, Mercedes, Sophia, Chris and Deanna, Jody, Amy, Keir, Helena, Teresa, and Ruth, and for all of us who are enduring more than we ever thought we could. Map Number One KNOWING WHAT YOU KNOW That’s the vine tossed to you in the quicksand of self-pity […]
Adams thought elitism, and the fiscal inequality that comes with it, was a fundamental danger to America’s fledgling democracy.
It’s not going too far to say that the environment of the modern world is a chaos of human-caused pollution — from plastics, industrial solvents, radioactive contamination, pesticides, mercury and continent-sized islands of waste in the oceans to CO2 and methane in the atmosphere, fumes from household cleaners, oil and gasoline in aquifers, hormones in […]
It’s not Pollyannaish to say “yes” to a form of practical optimism when the world’s been given a near-fatal diagnosis of economic enfeeblement and overwhelming human tragedy and displacement caused by climate change. Pessimism is a paralytic agent. It’s worse than any dire prognosis itself. It’s like being a fly bitten by a spider, rendered […]
by V. B. Price HONESTY IS THE WILDNESS OF THE SEA Plagues of anger choke the streets inflaming and distending everyone. Hector’s dead. Andromache’s collapsed. Safety is a hoax. Corpses aren’t secure. Only you for me, the warmth of your mind, the breezes your courage attracts, only you and I together relieve the fever from […]