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—now with climate crisis, rising fascism, increasing disability, eventual poverty, and inevitable death.
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.
Travelers, as promised, is finally completed, and leaves me wondering if I can recall a time travel series that felt ultimately satisfying. Continuum was okay, and at least didn’t betray the inevitably-bittersweet implications of what success would look like. I couldn’t even finish 12 Monkeys, having grown so increasingly frustrated in season three I can’t even remember if I finished that season. I don’t really count Doctor Who, per se, as odd as that is. Timeless I watched for awhile but ultimately bored me so I have no idea where that story even went. I don’t really count Quantum Leap here, either, because the time travel really was only there as the hook upon which to hang the mission-of-the-week. What else even is there?