The Great Cosmic We; Not Me
The wind blew cold from the west and I sat in the coffee shop staring out the dusty pane at the people moving in their little blinks…
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Buridan’s Ass: Precarity is So Much More Than Just Scarcity
August 6, 2026
KommunityKoin as an Adaptive Cohousing System: Rebuilding Community Within the Neighborhoods People Already Call Home
August 5, 2026
When the System Fails, People Build Their Own: Understanding the Rise of Micro-Economies
August 2, 2026
The Subscription Life: When Ownership Became a Rental Agreement
July 31, 2026
What the Village Movement Can Teach the Time Banking Movement (And Vice Versa)
July 24, 2026
We Can’t Build Communities: You’ll See Why.
July 18, 2026
Context Collapse: Why We’re Losing the Story Behind the Story
July 17, 2026
Negative Income Tax and Social Infrastructure: Why Precarity Needs Both
August 12, 2026
Buridan’s Ass: Precarity is So Much More Than Just Scarcity
August 6, 2026
KommunityKoin as an Adaptive Cohousing System: Rebuilding Community Within the Neighborhoods People Already Call Home
August 5, 2026
When the System Fails, People Build Their Own: Understanding the Rise of Micro-Economies
August 2, 2026
The Subscription Life: When Ownership Became a Rental Agreement
July 31, 2026
What the Village Movement Can Teach the Time Banking Movement (And Vice Versa)
July 24, 2026
We Can’t Build Communities: You’ll See Why.
July 18, 2026
Context Collapse: Why We’re Losing the Story Behind the Story
July 17, 2026
Negative Income Tax and Social Infrastructure: Why Precarity Needs Both
The wind blew cold from the west and I sat in the coffee shop staring out the dusty pane at the people moving in their little blinks…
There were towers in the city. Concrete towers. Glass towers. Towers that rose like teeth from the earth, biting at the sky. Some of them were crooked,…
There are many who give money and many more who wish they could. And there is nothing wrong with that. You give what you have, and if…
There are moments when I read a book and feel as though the author is personally haunting me through time. That’s how I felt with The Handmaid’s Tale.…
I’ve been accused of overthinking things. Like, a lot. My friend says that when I stare at a jar of pickles too long, it looks like I’m about…
Somewhere between the endless scroll of our overly-curated lives and the tightening squeeze of economic survival, the spirit of volunteerism has quietly withered. Fewer people show up…
Let me tell you about the time I lived with a raccoon. Not officially, of course. I didn’t sign a lease with one or agree to split…
Our modern marketplaces are flooded with flashy ads and empty slogans, and the idea of a “brand community” can sometimes sound like marketing speak disguised as something…
Charity has its place. When someone’s in real trouble; when the rent’s past due, or the fridge is empty, or there’s a medical bill hanging over their…
Let me just start by saying, I am not what you would call a “neighborly” person. My general policy toward the people living on either side of…