In a Flood of Noise, One Voice Holds: Bill Buckmaster Takes Tucson’s Heartbreak to the Nation
Drive down the quiet streets of the Catalina Foothills right now and you’ll find something that looks less like a neighborhood and more like a satellite uplink convention.
A whole mero mile of media trucks, vans, production rigs, and telescoping dishes have colonized these residential streets near Nancy Guthrie’s home. The whole world, it seems, has come to our desert.
But amid that circus of cameras and click-hungry podcasters breathlessly hawking conspiracy theories for views and Venmo donations, one familiar, steady voice cut through the noise…