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.
For the hell of it I want to say one more thing about disruption versus serendipity: if I’m sitting at my local breakfast place, by myself, reading a book, and someone were to walk up, sit down, and start talking to me, that’s disruption. If in the same circumstances I unexpectedly ran into someone I know and had a brief chat before heading our separate ways (or, perhaps in your case, joining each other for breakfast), that’s serendipity. Disruption is a terrible term to want to apply to any concept of neighborliness or community.