As we kick off this new season of Generation Anthropocene, I thought that I’d take some time to answer some of the most queried questions on Google about geologists. Specifically, I tackled the question, “Are geologists…” followed by every letter of the alphabet and the resulting autofill question. Unsurprisingly, some of the letters hadn’t been searched enough for autofill to work. And yet, some letters yielded some of the strangest questions I’ve ever heard about geologists. Without further ado, here are my attempts at answers: Continue reading →
After 30 years in high-tech marketing and general management, Anne Sanquini began a second career as a researcher studying how to motivate people to take precautionary action to protect their homes and school against earthquakes. Her work over the past four years led her to Kathmandu Valley in Nepal. She was on the ground during the April 25 earthquake, the very quake she had been preparing for.
Our co-producer, Miles, gives a talk about San Francisco’s hidden nature that is simultaneously informative, funny, surprising and slightly uncomfortable (you’ll know what we mean when you get there). From the gold rush to the bay to the delicious food, Miles tries to explain why humans ever came to the Bay Area… hint: it involves geology. The talk was given as part of a collaboration between the California Historical Society and the Odd Salon.
A tale of two men and geology on the roof of the world
by Miles Traer
Still from John Noel’s 1924 film “The Epic of Everest” (copyright John Noel) showing the tiny figures of George Mallory and Andrew “Sandy” Irvine’s team as they prepared for the summit attempt.
Part I – Onto the Mountain
I’m sitting in a warm room wearing flannel pajamas with a hot meal in my belly when the title card on the movie fades and the 90-year-old film begins to flicker. The circular aperture is neatly divided along a diagonal line: the top featureless white, the bottom textured rough and grey – both ghostly. Darker striations run across the grey, further broken by white snow that looks like a child’s finger painting flecked with white and black dots. It’s only after several seconds that I notice that a few flecks of black are moving along the border between the white and grey, moving higher along the diagonal. Another title card appears and informs me that these tiny flecks are men, and the striated and speckled grey is Mount Everest as she appeared in 1924, on the eve of one of the most famous disappearances in mountaineering history. Continue reading →