“So this is my dilemma, and my paralysis. It’s not every day you get to spectate the real-time collapse of a planetary civilization and biosphere. (Or, I suppose I should say, I remember a time when it wasn’t.) But watching this unfold with fascination feels complicit and worse than if I were blithely ignorant, and analyzing it at this seeming late stage futile and ridiculous. What’s important now, what’s more important than ever, are the close-to-home matters: being a good father and husband, and learning how to best cushion the crash of our coddled urban lives.”

Cheers for the links Kat… Peace Plus Love Am Byth to all.

” fuckin eh’ ”

That is all.

I used to read about 15 newspapers a day from all over the world, scouring for things to write about. I used to go to demonstrations, protests, marches, the lot. I used to be involved, in whatever small way I could be. (Usually as a writer, an editor, a graphic designer, or general office person….)

Now look at me… I still glance at a few newspapers a day, mostly checking the obituaries to see if there’s anyone I know. The articles are too much to deal with. It’s like I’m afraid that if I read the details about all the shit that’s happening, it’ll make it really real, really true.

I feel a tinge of guilt for not being on the ground back home, leading up to a historic election. After working so hard on the last two, only to have that dickwad and his cronies steal the damn things, it’s just disheartening. But still… I feel I should be there.

Anyway, to wrap this up before dinner burns and I’ve wasted money we don’t have, part of what I’ve always liked about your music, A, is that you can attach a sense of humour to the political. God knows we’ll implode and be useless if we take it all so damn seriously.

We all have to just keep doing what we’re doing to survive, to get by, to stay as sane as possible in such a fucked up world.

And that’s why I’m going to sit down tonight, have a nice dinner, a few ales, watch some crap TV (I hope Mario gets evicted!), maybe finish a few crosswords, and fret over festival preparations.

many many links for you, adam. Please take them, while all our computers still work.
when they don’t, i will miss you.
when you say ‘reader-listener’ in your podcasts, i know your talking to each and every one of us. yet, you never say it plurally – and so… you’re talking just to me. : ) even it’s ‘buy my tshirt!’ (dude, i’m saving, srsly)

make sure you have human relationships,
make sure you have a STORY.
make sure you know how to get food. the world’s fucking full of it! mother nature don’t lock that shit up!

look, this is coming from a hypocrit who knows this stuff, but doesn’t apply it.
if you apply it, i will too.

please?