About this episode In this folk ballad, 'The Turning Wheel,' the storyteller weaves today's top US headlines into timeless verses, blending current events with age-old storytelling traditions. Through rhythmic storytelling, listeners are transported to a place where news becomes part of human history, reminding us that every event echoes through the ages. This episode offers a poetic perspective on modern realities, encouraging reflection on how stories of change and resilience are woven into our collective journey.
0:00 In a Manhattan courthouse hall, the silence it did creep0:06 Thirty-four times the count was read while the city was asleep0:13 A former king in a gilded tower, a story bought and sold0:20 Now the jury's truth in a heavy word makes a new history old.0:27 Oh, the wheel of fortune turns and turns, the news crier sings his tune0:34 'Bout the rising sun and the setting moon, and the deeds done 'neath the moon0:41 The names may change, the ink may fade, but the tale is old as stone0:48 Just another verse in the ballad of the seeds that we have sown.0:55 A thinking ghost in the silicon, its profits start to bloom1:02 Nvidia's stock, a rising tide, is filling up the room1:09 The wires hum with a brand new god, so clever and so fast1:16 While the worker wonders at his trade, how long his job will last.1:23 Oh, the wheel of fortune turns and turns, the news crier sings his tune1:30 'Bout the rising sun and the setting moon, and the deeds done 'neath the moon1:37 The names may change, the ink may fade, but the tale is old as stone1:44 Just another verse in the ballad of the seeds that we have sown.1:51 The Texas sun, a burning eye, looks down on thirsty ground1:58 While far across a troubled sea, there is a mournful sound2:05 The men of state, they draw their lines and talk of a ceasefire plan2:12 But the storm and the war don't listen much to the little words of man.2:19 Oh, the wheel of fortune turns and turns, the news crier sings his tune2:26 'Bout the rising sun and the setting moon, and the deeds done 'neath the moon2:33 The names may change, the ink may fade, but the tale is old as stone2:40 Just another verse in the ballad of the seeds that we have sown.
