One of the best parts about the Point A project is the lovely people who are in fairly close orbit to it. The DC Point A group includes Connor who i barely knew before the project but i have grown a deep affection for. This last evenings meeting was at his group house in Death City which he shares with his sister and several other charming housemates.
There was a lovely, chaotically structured pot luck dinner type thing which happened just before the Point A meeting. Part of which was the creation of homemade donuts. They were in a word, epic donuts.
The Akashic Record is a quasi mythical place in which all history of all things is being recorded in real time, using a complex combination of high speed digital technology, ancient hand scribing arts and indecipherable magic. This is not some giant flat bureaucracy. The Akashic record has a number of different divisions to help users figure out which the most important events are and how it is they are best represented.
One of the special forces groups of the Akashic Record is the Sonnets Division. For powerful historical events, when they need something really compelling and rich to capture the importance of an event, they call in the Sonnets Division.
Tonight, for these donuts, the Sonnets Division is working overtime.
The game of Dominion is fairly popular at the commune. It is a dynamic card game, and a sister of Magic in that you build decks and the rules are changing all the time. These kinds of game are pretty complex and they are part of our informal home schooling curriculum. The fact that our kids want to play, because our adults are playing and because if they play well they can be peers to the adults, are big pluses.
When i first started playing Dominion with Sami he was not yet 5. Despite being involved in his home school efforts, i dont keep track of where kids are in the educational process by what age they are at. It is just not something i think about.
One evening Sami and some older kids wanted to play Dominion. We each choose some of the perhaps 200 different card types we have in the various expansions so we could create a game. Sami choose a couple of card types he liked as did everyone else. There was a bit of negotiating to get some better game dynamics on the board. All friendly negotiations.
Sami played well, i barely beat him and i was the overall winner. He got more points than several other kids and adults.
I was talking with Ezra, Sami’s dad, the following day (who Sami had recently beaten) and complimenting his clever kid. “Yeah, it is pretty impressive.” Confessed Ez. “Given that he can’t read the cards.”
“What?” i said
“He can’t read yet. But he really wanted to play. So he memorized all the cards so he could play.” Ez explained.
“But there are like 200 different cards, and some are crazy complicated.” i was amazed.
“Like i said, he really wanted to play.”
It was the bad old days of the Reagan Administration. i was living in Santa Cruz and rapidly ditching my liberal Democrat roots and becoming an anarcho-feminist.
Reagan wanted to reward his campaign contributing oil company friends. So he proposed permitting off shore oil leases on the California coast. This was fantastically unpopular among Californians.
Still Reagan wanted to pretend that there was concern for the public’s opinion and he sent his secretary of Interior, Don Hodel to talk with the people of Santa Cruz. Hodel brought with him some oil company PR flacks who showed how this oil 1) was desperately needed and 2) how the major oil companies had a great record with safe recovery of oil from off shore and 3) had no real alternative. The audience was totally not buying it.
At the last minute Rabbit and i decided to go to the public hearing. It was jammed. So was the list of people who wanted to comment critically on the presentations of the oil companies and the secretary of the interior.
Rabbit was not deterred. He went up and spoke to the moderator of the event. He promised he would talk for less than 30 seconds. He would wait for his moment and when the moderator signaled him he we jump up quickly. The moderator being a flexible Santa Cruz type permitted this extraordinary action.
When Rabbits 15 seconds of super stardom was signaled he jumped to the podium. “Secretary Hodel, as you can tell by the comments in this room the plan for off shore oil drilling is fantastically unpopular here in California. So i have just two things to say to you. 1) There are some people in this room who will stop you any way they legally can”
“2) And there are other people in this room, who will stop you anyway they can.” Rabbit bounded from the room and it took the moderator well over 30 seconds to get the room to calm down.
No additional oil drilling took place off the California coast.
Over the years, they’ve been hired by a long list of impressive and, for an anarchist collective, unlikely seeming clients. Then, in 2006, they were approached by one the biggest banks in Latin America and Spain. It was suffering from organizational malaise and wanted help for fueling innovation in its ranks. Las Indias took the job and, after analyzing the situation, decided, like the good transnational anarchists that they are, that the bank was suffering from two major ills: they had too much hierarchy and they were too divided nationally. The prescription was simple and radical. They insisted that the bank stuff -more than 120,000 workers- should learn to talk and work out of the hierarchy with a focus in internal open conversations rather than communication segregated by nation or department.
As part of this wave of rediscovery, with workers rediscovering their own environment and the future living inside and around it, the bank financed the first book series of collected of essays by living authors released under Public Domain in Europe. The books, on such at-the-time arcane subjects as P2P systems, the sharing economy, and workers’ transnational cooperativism, were both free for download as ebooks and as a paper edition. The commercial success of the print version was a rare and surprising success in the Spanish editorial scene: even though everybody had the option to have them for free as e-books, thousands of copies of every single title were sold in traditional bookshops.
However, anarchist transnationalist organization was a bit too much for the bank in the long run. The “Innovation Department” who contracted las Indias closed (their members were all promoted) and the bank turned progressively towards a flashier policy of buying dotcom businesses and trying to integrate them into the existing organization. Emphasis on internal conversation was decreased and emphasis on promoting external blogs and marketing was increased. In 2010, after a few years as a successful but then orphaned experiment, they closed the internal blogosphere, the first massive conversational space in a big worldwide organization.
The bank weathered Spain’s financial crisis in 2008 relatively unscathed. Las Indias suspects that the reflection and innovations fueled by the open conversations had outside of the structure of the hierarchy helped them to avoid dangerous policies then common in other banks. Las Indias walked away from the project, but with a recognized and salable experience that later opened doors for them to more big institutions and businesses of the European Union and Latin America.