Malthus is alive and well. Perhaps if we distribute our food more equitably and stop throwing so much of it away, grow it in bio-intensive and diverse systems close to where we consume it and grow more of it ourselves, we won't need mutants to save humanity and we can put Malthusian dystopias to bed once and for all.
This series of Wednell Berry essays selected by Paul Kingsnorth is the shit. And I'd much rather be sitting reading it than staring at this screen.
Always arrive in places that exist mostly outside of capitalism like a long lost son. And land back in our mad society of mass consumption, state machines taking my photo at the border, and the inevitable immediate panic about work with a resounding thud. Thanks for the moment of sanity Samoa.
Attempts to avoid all connection to the outside world failed, but the options are still looking pretty good in Samoa. As is the Oka and the Vailima.
Here comes the Sun. Happy Winter Solstice southerners. Northern Hemisphere, we're coming after your sun, tomorrow will be a bit brighter....