The thing I love about Fully Automated Luxury Queer Space Communism is every time you say/toot/think it, every injection of it into the noosphere shifts the Overton Window to the left and decreases the Martian Muskland colony's likelihood of being just a transpanetary billionaire's Silicon Valley exurb with airlocks.
It's like the verbal equivalent of Grimes.
#taxamazon struggle
yesterday i was at city hall in the morning and at a meeting in the evening
today i phone banked, which i hate
tomorrow, city hall again before work, flyering after work
saturday, March on Amazon, Seattle Central College, 11am-?
sorry not sorry, fuck the police, etc etc. this still feels right.
food
had lovely delicious sushi with @mawr and @kelseyhusky and Bird who I don't know if she has a Mastodon? and played with CORGI BABY PUPPY omg so cute and I may be adopting a Japanese maple seedling next time I go over there! ^____^ also I may want a Mini Cooper now.
hey comrades, Amazon is trying to bully Seattle out of taxing a _tiny_ fraction of its profits. come out on Saturday to show them we won't stand for that, and to pressure the city council into passing the EHT!
https://m.facebook.com/events/205330846749969/
RT @norvid_studies@twitter.com: Rosling's heuristic: before assuming stupidity, consider weird environmental incentives very different from your own.
🐦🔗: https://twitter.com/norvid_studies/status/991372334618611714
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today's task list (somewhat in order of doing maybe)
+ catboxes
+ dishes
+ clean & run roomba
(I've already been Productive!)
* rental office re: busted kitchen drawer
* pick up mail
* mall:
** haircut
** soap dish etc.
* shower (probably after getting home from mall)
seize the media
i'm reading this blog post from @ajroach42 about DIY media and all i can think about is queer zines
> At this point, I feel like the act of creating media outside of the control of a multi-million dollar corporation is a radical act in and of itself.
The Red Rectangle Nebula from Hubble
Image Credit: Hubble, NASA, ESA; Processing & License: Judy Schmidt
dreams
so now I kinda want to write the story that goes with this ending! XD but as I said, it's *definitely* an Afro-futurism SF story, and I feel extremely unqualified to write in that genre, as it were. :/ so consider the idea released into the world, for y'all do to as you wish with it.
and that concludes my dreamstuff writeup!
dreams
You may ask a boon of me, and I will do anything and everything within my power to make it happen," wincing as she thinks of how powerful house X and Y are and hoping she still has enough influence with them to be able to swing whatever extravagant boon the other person wants. "Thank you for your attention."
by making the announcement on a public channel, she's told the world 1. she messed up 2. the other person was innocent 3. she's pledged to the boon.
dreams
... she thinks of the house she was born into, and the reactions of various people on hearing her announcement and what will probably happen which is this whole complex scene, "and Establishment Z," she thinks about a scientific research facility.
her announcement continues, with exterior views of tall, gleaming buildings, covered in writing in an alphabet I don't understand:
"I have wronged you, I have done wrong by you, and I hereby make amends. (cont.)
dreams
in part, the person announcing had had the other person sort of arrested and held by one of the Great Houses on false pretenses. the person announcing said, and I remember this bit almost verbatim:
"My allies are... too many to mention," she thinks fondly of all the friends who helped her get to the broadcast station, "but the greatest are House X (I don't remember the names)," she thinks of her friends heading the House cheering her on, "House Y," (cont.)
dreams
then we were trying to find our way to the museum, and there was some... mysterious drama with one of the people I was hanging out with, which alarmed me at first but then he ran off and I was like "enh whatever."
then the dream changed completely, to basically the climax of an Afro-futurism SF (possibly YA?) story, in which a young woman has made her way somehow to a broadcast station to announce her apology to another young woman who she wronged badly.
dreams
I was mad because the week we were staying in this town ended just a few days before the first Thursday of next month, when all the museums would be free. I was complaining about this with a couple of friends, but then we decided to go to the Museum of Science and Industry, which I'd never seen (in real life, either!). I thought longingly of the beautiful natural history and art museums, which were the museums of my dreams rather than anything from waking life.
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pronouns: they/them
location: Seattle
phenotype: dracosaur
alignment: chaotic well-intentioned
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aka Sprackraptor, Rasha, elynne, Yahvahzensil, & etc.
40-something ace/aro
an identity under construction in a badly-fitting human suit.
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