Michael J. Fitzgerald has been a journalist for 40 years, working as a writer and editor for newspapers, magazines and web publications. In 2014 he published the novel, "The Fracking War." In 2015, he published his second novel, "Fracking Justice." He writes or contributes to five blogs. He and his wife Sylvia Fox are the owners and principal partners in *subject2change Media, a multi-media firm involved in print, video and broadcast. He writes a weekly column, "Write On" for the daily 'Finger Lakes Times' newspaper in Geneva, NY. He was a journalism professor at CSU Sacramento from 1986 to 2011 teaching Newswriting, Column Writing and Magazine Writing.
SACRAMENTO, Calif. - We live in a pocket that faces a pastoral setting along the banks of the river, but the traquility of that is sometimes shattered by the realities of urban life.
Such as helicopters circling the American River Parkway, looking for bad guys. (Or during the summer, more likely looking for young women wearing bikinis, floating down the lazy river in inner tubes.)
Yesterday morning, before the weather front moved in to pound us with rain, the helicopters were circling madly just before we headed out for our morning walk. And, damn it if the helicopter I saw (and in the photo) wasn't black.
Remember the urban legends about the black helicopters?
I'm not paranoid, but it did look like the chopper was dipping low and that there was a cameraman shooting video. Couple that bit of surveillance with the latest Google feature that accesses satellite photos and you have a neat bit of invasion of privacy.
But were a sooooo much safer because of all this, right?
But on bright note on a dreary morning here in Sacramento (see www.wunderground.com/US/CA/Sacramento.html) I found my high school yearbook. Yes! Every photo brings back a memory (some quite painful) and in the next few days I will try to copy/scan some of the pictures, posting some if they are relevant.
Wait a minute, a relevant blog?
Isn't that an oxymoron, like 'military intelligence?'