Awesome, congratulations!

It would be great to see trees, bikes, and sidewalks accompanied by rent control, public housing, short term rental regulation, sensible zoning, luxury housing taxes, well-designed affordable housing incentives.

VLC doesn't spy like Spotify, so I think the rest of the year some of the things I listened to most are: Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Miles Davis, Cursive, Fugazi, Linqua Franca, Fever Ray, Patti Smith, Tortoise, a collection of Bossa Nova songs, and the Buena Vista Social Club soundtrack.

Top artists:
(1.) Nancy Sinatra (lol)
(2.) Big Thief
(3.) Velvet Underground
(4.) Broadcast
(5.) Low

Top songs:
(1.) Nico "These Days"
(2.) The Raincoats "Lola"
(3.) The Flamingos "I Only Have Eyes For You"
(4.) Yo La Tengo "Autumn Sweater"
(5.) Nancy Sinatra "Sugar Town"

Idk, I think "own the libs" has been a messaging technique in construction industries for a while. There was a paving company in New Orleans pre-Katrina with "pave the earth" marketing.

My favorite is artist James Bridle's use of a ring of salt (traditionally used to ward off evil spirits): jamesbridle.com/works/autono...

Nice to meet you. Consider me for the list. I #teachclimate - classes on Responses to Climate Change, Climate and Culture, and Climate Fiction to undergraduates. I also do #climatejustice and #energyjustice research.

Neither the mutant progeny of Jeffersonian smallholders nor their communitarian assemblies offer a regenerative path forward: not for the soil, not for the climate, and not for sociality.

There's a need to reshape the metabolic relationship to nature and the production of food! But I hope Salatin's appointment will serve as a reminder to those of us who have been in the orbit of such stories to be deeply critical of anything that sounds like petty bourgeois apologia or "retvrn."

When people still unironically described themselves as deep green, when a radical flank of crusty anticiv anarchists circulated their pamphlets in circles around me, I vividly remember the discomfort of recognition when the EF! journal published a letter from an ethnonationalist, ecofascist commune

Small-is-beautiful communitarianism allowed right wing folks like Salatin to tap into a certain style of reaction to the globalized biocrisis. But the outside of a community often lives nearby - often in the same household - to those who are comfortably within it, to say nothing of distant relations

Just so, in my research, a century of coal industry domination has shaped "the community"; narrowed the domain of acceptable sentiments, family organizations, political visions; and structured the material and social infrastructures that enable its replication.

But, the obverse, the communitarian tragedy: I also noticed the voices that were constitutively not able to speak because "the community" itself was defined by the homogeneities that bound them together, invisibly shaping what discourse was possible.

In contrast, a communitarian romance: a kind Amish community once invited me to visit, showed me at length their way of life. I was taken by how far my preconceptions of their culture were from the nuanced community deliberations about technological change I saw taking place.

Often the DIY call - which still has me in its thrall in some ways! - was essentially interpellation by neoliberal subjectivity, masquerading as aesthetics and even radical political philosophy. It can it give cover to right libertarian sentiments while providing fertile soil for their growth.

But over time, I realized that another kind of spadework was necessary: neither could we sustain small communities as a bulwark against an unravelling world nor imagine that the other world we felt was possible could emerge fully formed from ashes of the old
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