In a big land-trusted building in a big to midsize North American city with mix of individual, social, and political/education spaces and people?! On a piece of land-trusted urban land, with tiny/small houses gathered around common buildings, also as politico-educational hub for caring community? Something affordable, doable, and friendly that intentionally relates to neighborhood and place as well as the world? Something that collectively holds space for multigenerations of radicals, misfits, and troublemakers, and indeed encourages a lifelong dedication to social transformation of many varieties?
My landlords are intent on “transitioning” us out of our current collective home-life-politics space — a prettified term for “eviction” — and I’m tired. Tired of losing chosen family, friends, and acquaintances, and all the social fabric of life around me. Tired of losing space and projects, and now, it seems, whole cities. Tired of watching the humanity be kicked out of people, including and, too often, within antiauthoritarian circles.
Tired of losing.
Little victories with (other) big hearts would be home sweet home.
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(Photo by Cindy Milstein, mural and graffiti, Clarion Alley, San Francisco, September 2014.)