A Lot Of People Think

That's What I'm Trying To Get Over: The Idea That Anarchism Offers A Description Of Equitable Relations That Go Way Back Rather Than A Hypothesis Of What The Future Should Look Like.

Perhaps It’s That You Can’t Go Back In Time, But You Can Return To The Scenes Of A Love, Of A Crime, Of Happiness, And Of A Fatal Decision; The Places Are What Remain, Are What You Can Possess, Are What Is Immortal. They Become The Tangible Landscape Of Memory, The Places That Made You, And In Some Way You Too Become Them. They Are What You Can Possess And In The End What Possesses You.

Despair Is Easy, Or At Least Low Cost.

The Art Is Not One Of Forgetting But Letting Go. And When Everything Else Is Gone, You Can Be Rich In Loss.

The Power Of Large Corporations Is Still A Scourge On The Earth, But At Least The Arguments Supporting Them Are Undermined Now.