by Rich Wandschneider | May 14, 2025 | immigration, Sand Creek Massacre, Turkey, Turks, Uncategorized, Wounded Knee
It’s a cliché, usually used to describe investigations or interrogations. One cop is hard and tough, the other softer—more understanding. They work over the witness or the alleged perpetrator of a crime, and in the back and forth between good and bad cop a truth—or a...
by Rich Wandschneider | Feb 8, 2023 | Diyarbakir, Turkey
One. Earthquakes: Monday’s giant earthquake in Turkey has me thinking back to the time when I was in Turkey. And to a six-week stint building “houses”—4×5 meter A-frame buildings without electricity or plumbing, in villages without electricity or plumbing—in the...
by Rich Wandschneider | Sep 28, 2022 | Deb Haaland, Iran, Turkey
I met my first women doctors and agricultural engineers when I was a Peace Corps Volunteer in Turkey almost 60 years ago. This year, when I went back to Turkey for a short visit, I learned that an Islamist leaning regime has not stopped women from being doctors and...
by Rich Wandschneider | May 12, 2022 | Turkey
I spent most of a recent two week soujourn in The Department of American Culture and Literature, also known as the American Studies Department, at Bilkent University in Ankara, Turkey. Ankara, a modern city of high rises and 5 million people, is the nation’s capital....
by Rich Wandschneider | Jul 7, 2020 | Atlantic pipeline, Boldt decision, Celilo Falls, Columbia River, Dakota Pipeline, Dalles Dam, Diyarbakir, Grand Coulee Dam, Hasankeyf, Missouri River, Turkey
There was a story in the New York Times yesterday about the flooding of the village of Hasankeyf in Southeast Turkey.Some say the village is 12,000 years old, and certainly it and the surrounding area have stories of ancient civilizations that are part of a historical...
by Rich Wandschneider | Nov 29, 2013 | Alvin Josephy, Columbian Exchange, Denis Strong, JFK, Patriot Chiefs, Peace Corps, Profiles in Courage, Squanto, Tecumseh, Thanksgiving, Turkey, UCR
It is the end of November in my 72nd year and my mind churns. I guess for many of us of a certain age November will always be associated with John Kennedy’s death. Yes, I remember the day, remember riding my bike to class at UC Riverside, putting it in a rack and...
