Second part

of that article series about reality.

To make up for all that analysis-without-solutions-attached,

here's something a few kids are doing which I think is rather brilliant.

Just for the record

(I suck at communicating. I meant to come back for a proper conversation yesterday; didn't manage because I sort of... didn't manage to do much of anything yesterday - apart from cleaning my flat, and doing the dishes, and stuff like that. That's really bad because it means I will pretty much have to work non-stop all weekend now to try to catch up with everything I need to get done before the week starts, which is lots and lots and lots. And then today I overslept, a lot, so I'm only really getting my ass in gear now, at two in the afternoon. And I still have to clean the stairs, and do the big weekly shopping hike to the far ends of town before I can even start working on the really important stuff. Damn.)


Okay. What I *actually* came here to say:

So, I'm glad I still have my job, I am.

But.

It still feels wrong.

Of course, that's because *everything* feels wrong, and will continue to feel wrong, until I sell off my belongings, and chain myself to a coal power plant, and get thrown into jail or something. Frankly, that's the only thing (or *kind* of thing) that *truly* makes rational sense here and now, if you consider physical reality superior in import to economic reality.

And the main reason I'm not doing it - aside from cowardice, and attachment to creature comforts - is that I can't see it doing much good if I do it alone.

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BTW, anyone around here ever travel by container ship? Thinking about ways to avoid that flight to the U.S.