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Unmeasurable antidotes

I have a complaint about science as the current principal truth model.  For science to function you have to have repeatable experiments and you have to be able to measure things.  For many things which i think are important (revolutions and romances jump to mind) both repeatability and measurability are impossible.  There are no good metrics and they are often chronologically unique.  This does not make science in itself bad, but it certainly causes distortions, where we focus on less important things because we can “get more truth” over there.

Lack of love we can measure

Lack of love we can measure

Similarly, the mainstream promoted values of self reliance and independence have negative side effects.  The commercial interpretation of self reliance and independence is that you need to uniquely own everything you need to survive and thrive.  This leads to tremendous idle capacity.  Which leads to the accelerated degradation of the planet.

Trust me, there are lots of alternatives

Trust me, there are lots of alternatives

Some years back the globalization fans were fond of calling it a TINA proposition. There is No Alternative.  This is a catchy name for a profound failure of imagination. Globalization is the current flavor of industrial capitalism which feeds our insatiable need for stuff.  When i talk with mainstream audiences, the idea of affluent people consuming less to save the planet for future generations it goes over pretty poorly. Even the most radical of audiences think that voluntary austerity is an anti-gravity proposition.  But then i pull out my trick question.

“What if i told you that you could work less and have access to more wealth and resources (and save the world as a secondary side benefit)?  This often gets people’s attention.  Especially busy people, who are already pressed for time, think this might be a lovely solution and they want to know more.

Where can i find more time?

Where can i find more time?

 

The principal thing which stops people from living this more luxurious lifestyle is trust.  Because we are generally unwilling to trust other people with your stuff, everyone has to have their own everything.  And almost all of it sits idle almost all the time.  If alternatively we can trust each other, then we can share.  This is not a trivial proposition.  There is logistical leg work, like avoiding brittle sharing agreements, including scheduling and routine or catastrophic repairs.

And this is where community comes in.  More important than any of the products of our cottage industries make, communities are trust building engines.  We are not perfect, certainly and some are much better than others.  But at their core communities share things, both socio-cultural and material.  These cultures help us share and build trust.

We don’t have units to measure trust.  There is little critique of “self reliance” and it’s associated idle resources.  But there is an alternative.  If you are interested in this low hanging fruit of a better world, i would encourage you to strongly consider coming to this years communities conference. August 29th thru Sept 1, 2014 at Twin Oaks in Virginia.

Aliens- The Truth- The New Activism Frontier

I believe in Aliens.

There I said it.

As you may know, I am pretty open about a wide-variety of things, including, but certainly not limited to my polyglamorous relationships, my obsession with twerking, and my desire for some radical heteronormativity in my life. (while of course still maintaining my polyglamorus status.)

I must come out of the space ship, although I hold some reservations about coming out of the space ship. I feel like I will be judged negatively and that the anti-nuclear activists and the communities movement will shun me, that I will have gone too “woo woo” or maybe people will think I’ve simply gone of my rocker. Perhaps if this was just a small part of me people would understand.

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But, its not.

I think spreading the truth about Space Aliens and their involvement on earth is some of the most important activism we can do. I want to be the Chelsea Manning of Extra Terrestrials. The information NEEDS to be out there and people NEED to know that aliens are among us.

You may be thinking “wow paxus has finally snapped.” As if I haven’t already, excuse me.

The rest of you are thinking ” gee, I wonder why he thinks this.”

And a small number of you, the true truthers, are thinking “yes I believe too, please go on.”

I will gladly tell you the story of how I first became aware that Aliens are real AND living on planet Earth. I am especially excited because this is not one of the stories that I tell on loop at every event ever.

When I was in the Czech, protesting nukes, I met a women named Eleanora. Eleanora was, well, odd to say the least. Her diet is one example, she specifically like invertebrates. She always said in her weird, practically indistinguishable accent “It es so much easeiar to eat dah invertabras, you do not eben ned to peek meat off das bones! You jest squeese it out.” Of course I found it to be ridiculously adorable and we spent many nights together, discussing the protein humans are missing and how nukes may destroy the planet, you know, typical radical type stuff. Another odd thing, she introduced me to twerking, before twerking was a thing, she shared a great love for it.

One night we had plans to spend time together in one of the downtown areas of the czech, she called me and told me that she could not come out that night, she didn’t feel very well. She sounded like she had been crying and I asked her if maybe I could just come over instead. After some conversation she agreed.

When I got there she complained about feeling “allown on dis planet.” and feeling like “All the odders like me have jest given oop and become followers.” At first I thought this was just your typical activist breakdown. You know “The worlds gone mad! Nobody cares!”

But, I became fascinated about how often she used the terms “on dis planet!” and finally it escalated into her practically yelling “And dere destroying the galoxy for the rest of us!”

All the emotion faded from her face, realizing she had said a bit too much. I could see it in her face and me desiring transparency asked her to please explain herself. She took a deep breath and told me that she was a Extra Terrestrial from a somewhat nearby Solar System and that she was hear to try and stop humans from poisoning the universe. She said that her species is somewhat related to hers, but that they had blue hair and some other traits.

Suddenly it all made sense, why Eleanora was constantly buying brown hair dye, while being upset about using such nasty chemicals, and why we never played with her genitals. I didn’t complain because I rather enjoyed all the fellatio I was receiving.

How "in over my head" I felt about Eleanora after she first told me the truth.

How “in over my head” I felt about Eleanora after she first told me the truth.

This led to years and years of Eleanora introducing me to her underground ET politcal groups and explaining to me the various species of aliens, some being related to humans, some being shape shifters. Cats are aliens that take advantage of humans parental instincts.

Remember when I hitchhiked on boats?

Well the whole reason was so that I could get far enough out to sea so that I could get picked up by a spacecraft to and go visit Eleanoras family on the celebration of some religion from their planet.

Inflatable_aliens_at_Anonymous_protest

I have more information, but I have been to space and back multiple times since then.

This information needs to be out.

I know this is a lot to spring on all of you, but I swear it is all true. Its as true as my love for twerking.

Transparency is my favorite thing and this is no different.

Adieu.

Political Imagery

Is bling the new chains?

Is bling the new chains?

What Santa really looks like

What Santa really looks like

One stop cleaning

One stop cleaning

Well be okay without the artists

We’ll be okay without the artists

Facebook lets me see everything

Facebook lets me see everything

Stay warm til we figure out a way out of here

Stay warm til we figure out a way out of here

Who is your filter?

What is your filter?

quality political discourse

quality political discourse

"it okay, i will clean it myself"

“it okay, i will clean it myself”

Exporting democracy

Exporting democracy

nukes are the future

nukes are the future

our great leader will show us the way

our great leader will show us the way

For the complete set of 29 drawing in this style go to The Mind Unleashed

Best.Kid.Present.Ever.

Some years back political cartoonist Stephanie McMillian did a visitor period at Twin Oaks and I had fantasies of one of the communities new industries being radical humor.  She is a clever, quirky, cartoonist with an impossible message to deliver and just the right tool to do it.  Her latest salvo in this on-going public education and activation campaign is on target and at exactly the right price.

Your kids deserve this book

Your kids deserve this book

I discovered Stephanie’s work while I was staying at an amazing squat in Barcelona called Can Masdeu.  The squats library had a copy of the book she illustrated, As the Word Burns: 50 simple things you can do to stay in denial.  Which is a quick read, if it does not cause your brain to explode.

Uncomfortable reading for liberals

Uncomfortable reading for liberals

Her  impossible message is that all of the individual efforts to make things better (recycling, getting off grid, even sharing with your friends) don’t make any difference if you don’t take on the structural problems of capitalism. This is the acid test for radicalism.  Either you believe that you need to step out of your comfort zone and fight for systemic change against quite impressive monsters or you think personal positive actions are enough.  [If you think things are just fine as they are, you have somehow stumbled onto this blog by mistake.]

Just who do you believe?

Just who do you believe?

Stephanie is hardly a one trick pony.  Using satire and the powerfully accessible format of cartoons, she lures you into a critique of the status quo which is inescapably tight in it’s reasoning while still amusing.

And she writes on my issues also

And she writes on my issues also

Like most good propagandists, Stephanie is prolific.  With an impressive list of books and serialized cartoons.  Above are a couple from her Code Green series which focuses on the ecological issues and how corporate media twist perceptions.  Below is an image from her upbeat activist daily affirmations cartoon series.

Mcmillan evidence over dogma

And because I am confident that you have read to here, because the cartoons keep drawing you farther down this post.  Here is the link so that you can get Stephanie’s latest coloring book for kids, priced at what ever you can afford – I paid $25.  Or if you are looking for the longer, more adult version of the story (without coloring), you can order the full length hold-in-your-hands physical book here.  Or for those who are fully digital these days, you can get the adult version of the eBook here, again at the price you choose.

I want my son Willow to understand this stuff, and the only thing more important than that, is that we adults act on this knowledge now.

One of the pictures from Capitalism Must Die Coloring Book - this one is already colored in

One of the pictures from Capitalism Must Die Coloring Book – this one is already colored in

 

 

 

International Workers Day

Because it is states which create legal holidays, there are not many which celibrate anarchists. I only know of one, which is May Day, International Workers Day.

May Day 2014 Indonesia

May Day 2014 Indonesia

What is curious about this holiday is that it is very widely recognized around the world, often officially, but it is not recognized in the US, which is it’s country of origin. According to the Industrial Workers of the World (aka the IWW and “the wobbilies”) it is a commemoration of a labor protest which happened in 1886 in Haymarket Square in Chicago.

May Day 2014 - Italy

May Day 2014 – Italy

On May 1, 1886, more than 300,000 workers in 13,000 businesses across the United States walked off their jobs in the first May Day celebration in history. In Chicago, the epicenter for the 8-hour day agitators, 40,000 went out on strike with the anarchists in the forefront of the public’s eye.

May Day 2014 - South Korea.  The signs sat "We deserve a better president"

May Day 2014 – South Korea. The signs sat “We deserve a better president”

The city was braced for violence, but the strikers did not bring it on. And so it was peacefully for two more days and the crowd in Chicago swelled to 100K protesters. After the last firey speech two detectives encouraged the police to rush the podium which they did thru a thining crowd.

May Day 2014 - Turkey

May Day 2014 – Turkey

Someone threw a bomb at the police and not surprisingly the police opened fire on the protesters. No one knows who threw the bomb, it was almost certainly not one of the eight arrested anarchists. We know his because five of them were not even at the event and the other three were in plain sight. None the less, five were sentenced to death by a jury that was composed exclusively of business leaders. Three others would serve 6 years in prison before the governor pardoned them all and went on to publicly lambasted the judge on a travesty of justice.

May Day 2014 - UK

May Day 2014 – UK

The fight for the 8 hour day and 40 hour week were won. Child labor was banned.  But as these pictures clearly show, there is much to do around the world for workers everywhere.

"Don't Mourn, Organize"

“Don’t Mourn, Organize”

The Tanks are Rolling Out …

It is one of my oft told life stories.

Rabbit and Paxus

Prof Rabbit and his unreliable student

In the late fall of 1989, i was in Hawaii and i got a call from Rabbit, who said

They have just had revolutions throughout Eastern Europe.  We need to go, as soon as possible, we need to talk with the revolutionaries and find out what really happened.  Because soon they will write the history books, and once they are written, the truth will be lost forever.

So, in the summer of 1990, Rabbit and i went to Eastern Europe and talked to revolutionaries and discovered some precious pieces which would never make it to the history books.

I tell this story often when introducing myself.  It is one of my life stories which helps move the characters along.  Gets me from being an affluent ocean engineer living in a condo on Oahu to an oft homeless anti-nuclear activist in then Czechoslovakia.  Just one problem, the story’s not true.

Oh, parts of it are true; Rabbit and i did go to Europe.  We talked a bunch about the political changes in the world and the fall of communism, especially.  But we went to Southern Europe, Italy, Greece, and Turkey, which we had planned for months before the revolutions of 1989.  We had a wonderful thought-provoking adventure, it just was not to the east.   The urgent invitation conversation never happened, but it should have.  And thus the story.

Rabbit would spin off and head home to San Francisco, and i would do Eastern Europe by myself, because i was just figuring out what to do with my life.  And i would soon fall in love with Czechoslovakia.

I arrived in Prague on a hot August night.  I slept in Hlavni Nadrazi (the main railroad station) which is normally not possible, but because it was the day before the big Rolling Stones concert, the station was packed all night and the police had bigger fish to fry.

The next day i walked around the city where i knew no one.  Had you told me at the time i would spend most of the next eight years in orbit of this place i would have been curiously surprised and delighted.  When i walked through the central city, i found a curious thing.  It was a pink tank.

not quite my pink tank

not quite my pink tank

It was on its side, having been flipped by the locals when the Russians had tried to maintain control eight months earlier.  Once the protesters had uprighted the tank, the artists came in and had at it.

oink tank with grafitti

I timed my visit to see the inexpensive Rolling Stones concert.  It was being held in Strahov Stadium, which was (and technically still is) the highest capacity stadium in the world, seating between 220K and 250K people.  When it was an active sports arena it could house seven simultaneous soccer games.  Trouble is there are not many times you want the capacity to hold seven parallel soccer games or 220K people.

The first Rolling Stones concert in a recently liberated country, however, is exactly one of the times you need a stadium that size.

Strahov Empty

Strahov Empty

The posters for the concert read “The Tanks are Rolling Out, the Stones are Rolling In.”

More exotic Czech political art

More exotic Czech political art circa 2012

[Edited by Judy Youngquest]

Point A Plan B

If you are a working on long shots, you need a Plan B.  Something so that if your principal objective or campaign does not work out (which is likely after all because it is a long shot) you can look back at your efforts and say “this was not time wasted, despite not succeeding in our primary goal, we did make progress with Plan B.” Otherwise you burn out or drop out.  Failure after years of effort is a poison to the spirit.

PLAN_B_covershot

When we fought reactors in eastern Europe, Plan B was often movement building.  We failed in stopping reactors at Temelin and Mochovce.  But over these multi-year campaigns we would build organizations which continued on after the reactor fight was over.  The campaign itself was so compelling, the internal group culture and experience so bonding, that despite huge losses, very few people dropped out of these groups.  And these scruffy groups of teenagers and early twenty somethings would become more stable and become environmental NGOs or green political parties.  They would go on to campaign against NATO, toxins, GMOs and for renewables and government transparency, and more proposals to build reactors.

gmo-omg-wtf

The chances of quickly starting an income sharing community within the five Burroughs of New York City are vanishingly small (short Angels jumping to support this project, which is not actually what we are looking for).  There is even a fairly high chance that we will completely fail in getting a house together which fits the FEC rules for income sharing.   [I would guess chances are over 50% we will have an income sharing new community in DC int he next two years.]  So what is Plan B?

For me it is about the topic of our next event in NYC: Sharing systems, Gift Economies and Worker Coops.  On May 10 and 11 in NYC we will be running an Open Space Technology format conference on these important topics.  If we can’t start by building income sharing communities, we can take advantage of the density of NYC and start building libraries (distributed and centralized) and fair or generous economic platforms.  The city offers tremendous opportunity for creating more community, we need to identify it and promote and organize it.

So do you know any compelling speakers or charismatic advocates for these rejuvenating economic alternatives?  If so drop me a message and just to be safe, copy it to info@frompointa.org.

 

 

 

 

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