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.
Taylor Hosking has a really terrific writeup of the Tulsa hip-hop scene seeking to resurrect the legacy of Black Wall Street as the city nears the centennial of the Greenwood massacre.
There were six studios set up inside, and artists in the hallways were clamoring to get their songs recorded. When studios were full, others explored the mansion, discussing the symbolism of recording in places like the maid’s quarters. Some said they were excited to record in the kitchen where Brady killed himself. Over five days they ended up producing more than 140 songs, with titles such as “Reparations,” “Shining,” “Brunch at the Brady,” and “City of Dreams.” Only 21 of them will actually make the core “Fire in Little Africa” album. The goal is to capture the spirit of what Black Wall Street’s ancestors might want them to say.