I don’t know shit
I was in the garden last week, digging a new bed with the aid of the two WWOOFrs, Mike and Karen. We excavated to the usual depth -- that is, until exhaustion stopped us -- then installed a hardware-cloth "basket"…
Salt Lake City activism and necrophilia
By an anonymous contributor who describes himself thusly: “A somewhat non-late terrestrial mind mutated species of formerly silica architecture fusion and inorganic slab construction, erected by the musculotoic legions of the late Twentieth Century industrial feudal dynasties -- interior western…
Unto the third and fourth generations
by John Rember Everything we write depends on an imagined future. It’s not too much to say that narratives are like icebergs: nine-tenths of the meaning of a story lies not in its words, but in the past and the…
End of the lie
by Aleigha, high-school student by day and radical dreamer by night "... and I can’t take it anymore, Aleigha. That’s why I’m leaving. I’m taking what I can carry on my back and my wife and I’m leaving." I think…
suicide
by the virgin terry my response to collapse is very different from those of u intent on preparation and maximizing your survivability during and after. i think some of u are sadly deluded re. how long, rough, and severe a…
Preparing for uncertain futures
By Michael and Cindy Winkelman One doesn’t have to be a doomsayer or mystic to be able to see that there are a variety of possible -- even likely -- changes coming to the planet in the near future and…