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.
It’s difficult not to read the world around me as saying that if I were at least just a little bit worse maybe there’s a chance for the disability financial supports that I actually already need right now. The world should not be designed to urge me to get worse. I’m not a suicidal ideation guy. I’m not a self-harm guy. But fucking Christ, would it help if I were? Are you saying my only path forward is first to go further down?