No Thrones. No Crowns. No Kings. →
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Rules: no fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
And I’m done. Not with blogging, but with engaging Inquiry any further. I knew it was a risk, since I’ve written before (as early as June about the disturbing degree to which they see other human beings as “lesser”, but since we’ve reached the point where my honest acknowledgement that there are real and dangerous imbalances both in power and in threat that are systemic and institutional has been oh-so-blithely called, with predictable inevitability, “virtue signaling” (the modern-day variant of the equally illegitimate term “politically correct”), I am, as I said with my first words, done. As noted by Baltsar Gracian (via Tim Chambers), “You cannot treat with the ruined.”