permission

granted.  holy wow.  what a great time.  of course, it went like most of these things tend to, but people are really starting to get their heads around how some of these systems will be integrating downtown.  high foot traffic.

i fell in love no less than twenty times tonight.  and the memories of past room-distant crushes.  none of those are ever past.  i never fall out of love.  i like the mrea guys.  oh, man, the crème de la crème was there.  concrete guy, permaculture guys, design lovers! design will save the world, kiddoze.  i got a big ol’ hug from my grindcore yurt-livin, dairy farmer pal.  them’s good peeps.  my most recent employer and his helper assistants were there.  i’m so glad they were.  the people who know local government are funny, because those systems are insane.  the die-hardstevens pointpeople were out, too.  and, AND.  dark horse.  out of nowhere.

how about this.  the space has living accommodations for a family, a couple, and four singles.  these are farm/business incubator participants, caretakers, or “renters.”  a permaculture system is going to need most help for its construction, but it will still probably run more efficiently if it has on-site humans, both for maintenance and upgrade purposes, and for 24×7 security.

so, yeah, there was this meeting about the “Sorenson Greenhouses” in downtown stevens point, and i was there representing the homeless druggie contingent.  it was highly underrepresented, i think.  anyway, i brought cashews and dried figs and didn’t share them with anyone.  that was my dinner, yo.  plus, yeah.  i cracked my knuckles at one point, but i think overall the attendance was clever, bright, and forward-thinking.

the gmilf to my immediate left asked for my contact info.  i obliged.

oh, that was all just pretty.

there’s still a mindset of competing for work amongst the labor contingent.  it’s not a surprise.  that’s the way of the world.  that’s one of the main reasons i feel the cooperative aspect of this needs to be introduced early.  also, the use all the scrap mentality.  there was a fan of old buildings, too.  well, at least two counting me.

i want to move to point to work on this now.

why don’t i talk about LazyAssWasteoid or Skyscaper Permaculture as if they exist?  technically, they don’t.  but they do.  legal fictions such as these are in existence as soon as they’re publicly announced, and if they’re commonly owned entities, there’s going to be a lot of information that will essentially have to be shared publicly, or with all types of participants.  the web is going to be key.

wiki.  dokuwiki.  we used this at the Information Technology Academy where i used to work.  it’s a lightweight, fast wiki, with all kinds of plugins.  you could make a full website out of this. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DokuWiki

the decision-making structure is going to be complicated.  regardless of how you set it up, it’s going to have to be nimble.  if you have a large base to work with, students, laborers, etc.  or if you have childcare resources, you’ll be able to do large projects for farmers on very short notice.  weather is like that.  but, to provide a space where people can be working or simply living when that work is not needed, that’s also rather essential.

everything i say is beyond the scope of the discussion, because i think the discussion should have a much larger scope than what it currently does.  you want to build yourself a network that works with players in the existing games, yes.  however, that network that you’re building should be able to stand on its own in very little time.  once you start amalgamating resources, costs will drop dramatically.

a lot of people really want this greenhouse to be used as a greenhouse.  i like that.  the stevens pointcontingent included a girl who used to work at sorenson’s.  small towns, yo.  they mapped the human heart strings far before fifth avenue ever did.

so in love, so in love.  you people don’t understand how difficult it is for me, being so in love with you all the time, through all your doubts and limitations.  some of it was fear, but the amount of absorbtion and understanding increased tenfold.  not to mention, the decentralized flow of discussion worked.  it worked.  information was passed around and distributed to numerous interested parties.  people got on the same page in a large number of ways.  the farmers know they have the real wealth of the planet, if it’s managed properly and used effectively.  they only want a fair slice.  same can be said for laborers, and designers.  let each of these do their part.  let each of these work with each of the others.  the designers may not design a system inconsistent with the philosophers and laborers.  the eaters direct the planting (be they animal, human, or plant), and the sun times it all.  one day at a time.

it only needs a half a million dollars.  but theMidwestrenewable energy association peeps are in on the deal.  we have an educative mission.  we have local farmers who can use the help, and local foodies who want to cook the food.  there is no shortage of hungry people, and there never will be.  dining room.  it needs a big fucking dining room, or at least the ability to convert to such.  shelves that retract up to the ceiling?

the heavy shop?  the heavy shop is in plover.  downtown will be what we find in dumpsters.  cords, heating elements, light fixtures, led’s, and circuit boards that can be disassembled for rebate/recycling.  i still think a plastic melter and fabrication facility would make sense downtown, too.  but then you’d have to start working with the computer nerds more.  3D design and printing.

ok, as far as the glass panels from the old greenhouse, if they can’t be used for something onsite, why couldn’t they go to build 10 smaller greenhouses on individuals’ properties?  why not on the partner farms’ properties?  if we only have to disassemble them carefully and pay for transport, they barely even need protection from the weather!  i think as many materials should be recovered as possible.  door hardware, structural wood, whatever.  first of all, it could be burned.  or, biogas.  better, it could go to build something, raised beds for a neighbor or nearby apartment complex.  doesn’t it raise the value of a property to make the land on it more productive?  could we not offer some sort of benefit to the people who let us remove square footage that they must currently mow?  we have a nearly infinite supply of nearly free labor, once growing spaces within walking/biking distance are established.  look, the food is free, and if you teach people how to grow their own food, they will do all the work and take the food in return.  i would.

the trick is to put the food in front of them all fresh and warm and across the table from other cool people who are easy to look at, and to require them to help cook that food on a regular basis, in exchange for the right to show up and eat it.

you could set up a monthly schedule.  each person cooks once per month.  perhaps in teams of five.  whatever.  depends on how many people you have.  each team could rotate menu planning, so that inexperienced chefs could gain experience and work on meals planned by others if they felt that they needed the practice.  or, they could jump right in, break all rules of cooking, and serve up a frightfully “original” meal that happens to change how a lot of people think about food.  you have to allow people the freedom to experiment, and the structure should allow ratings of these experiments, so that a) individual people get feedback on their ideas and b) ideas can be built upon, adjusted, and re-worked.  perhaps an off-the-wall idea tastes horrid upon its first implementation, but in the hands of a more experienced chef, it delights the palate and uses a plant we couldn’t figure out how to integrate before.

i want to stress the permaculture aspect, because native plants are not what are sold in the grocery stores, yet native plants is exactly what we should be eating.  this is an important point.  part of the idea is to artificially extend the growing season using clever designs.  another part of the idea is to plant, integrate, and use fruits and vegetables that don’t require an extended growing season.  if preservation methods are included in the process (large-scale solar dehydrators, canning facilities, sous-vide cookers, and pick/pack-your-own offerings to thrifty consumers), a larger scale may be planted, because the “customers” of these crops are essentially “internal” customers.

1:11 AM.  when i shut off my car, it was 11:11 PM.  the fates are on my side.  as is time.

there are a number of properties available in surrounding communities.  just sayin’.  some of them have rather large acreage, relative to living space.  you could easily design an urban farm in a small community that provided essentially at-cost food.  you really have to study permaculture.

anyway, i had a great time, i’m honored to have met as many of you as i did, in one sense, i want to apologize for being the fascist control freak that i am, but we wouldn’t have gotten nearly as much done without it, so in another sense, it is you who are the fascist control freaks, and it is my “insanity” which will break you off your cruel and competitive habits.  i don’t really know.  what i do know is that you people are fucking adorable and beautiful and smart and sexy and well-spoken and honest and you ask good questions and you’re all generally polite and good listeners.

i’m thinking three steps ahead already.  that’s what trail blazers, do.

the plan is solid, and the people involved care.  plus, once so many of these systems are in place, people like me will live entirely off of the waste products of the system.  other than the space where i will be allowed to sleep, i will eat only second-hand, non-sellable “product.”

i would rather work entirely with donated labor.  non-professionals.  all the professionals do is tell you how expensive it’s going to be or how it can’t be done.  fuck all that.  we need someone who can design projects and train diverse and varied crews how to accomplish essential tasks.  this day will require pick-axe swingers, shovel-wielding strong-arms, and green-thumbs.  next weekend, we’ll need the height-fearless, tree climbers, and twig collectors.  then the cable routers, knot tiers, and junior carpenters.

so, i didn’t get to do my heavy duty grinder analogy.  i didn’t write anything down.  here it goes: imagine an angle grinder.  ok, imagine a large industrial, electrical appliance that spins a 7-inch diameter grinding blade at tens of thousands of revolutions per minute.  it sounds like [and here, i would actually make the sound of a grinder] this, and it absolutely rips through steel.  it turns a hard, otherwise relatively indestructible substance, into particles.  dust.  now, to wield a tool like this, you not only have to be able to withstand the sound, you have to be able to control the motor itself, and then balance the thing against its gyroscopic and gravitational forces, all while it’s screaming right in front of your face.  then, when it touches the surface that you’re cleaning or cutting, it throws those particles all over the place.  fast.  one time, at the foundry, a pneumatic grinding wheel broke and flew off, hitting me in the hand.  it could have caused significant harm without the necessary armor that i was wearing.  leather apron, thick leather gloves, glasses and goggles.  i wore earplugs and ear muffs in that place.  you could still hear everything, it just didn’t hurt.  anyhow, this was just a point about industrial tools like me.  they rip shit up.  old, rusted, dilapidated shit.  they can tear it down to its bear essentials, stacking it neatly to be used for unknown future projects or carefully planned future projects whose designs have been waiting for raw materials.

thestevens pointcoop is not a co-op.  it is owned by an owner or small group of owners.  this is not a co-operative business.  i understand that legally, you can call something a cooperative that isn’t, much the same way that being certified “organic” does not guarantee good practices or absence of non-natural substances.  the devils are all in the details, the grey areas, and the quality control inspections.  each and every participant needs to have participated in the construction of standards for “organic” and general cleanliness of the foods and the facilities.  each person who handles food must understand that those who eat this food are putting their lives into their hands.  you are taking your own life into your hands by choosing to participate in your own food production, and this is nothing to fear.  this is an opportunity to expand your own knowledge and expertise.  food safety is everyone’s business.

the local newspaper guy was there, too.  as was the river adventure videographer.  it was an exciting bunch.

pretty.  beautiful.  gorgeous.  my concept of time is so fucked.  yes, i’m in love with every woman in the room simultaneously.  here, too.  i can’t help it.  why would i want to?  it’s a beautiful thing.  i highly doubt they’re going to accommodate my whoring business.  reiki, perhaps.  i would stop calling it that.  it’s more of a porn business.  well, it’s the sex trade, regardless.  is its?  yes, i’m a sex worker.  i’m an amateur with no clients or customers, but that doesn’t mean i can’t throw way more bags of potatoes around than you.  what i do in my free time is really none of your business.  if i’m not hurting people, you’re not allowed to tell me what to do in this “free” country.  look, the government does that enough.  so does the bank.  let’s not do that to each other, eh?

Point, this entity needs a website.  communications are essential, and getting input from a large number of sources is important.

i was there until 10:30.  the building was supposed to close at 10:00.  i took off almost immediately after being told, and headed straight home.  i don’t know if it was a bar night, and this beer i’m drinking is already paid for.  i now have 3-4 weeks worth of food, but only thirty something dollars in cash, and less than $80 in my checking account.  i don’t even have enough money to fill the gas tanks of my two vehicles, let alone pay rent anywhere.  i had pyramids and pipes in my car, but i didn’t bring them in.  i didn’t even mention that i’m running for president when we did the round-robin.  it wasn’t the place.  it wasn’t the time.  we edge-wised our words in, though.  we made our presence known.  the homeless anarchist contingent was represented, and was joined by many a wage slave, landowners and business owners.  permaculture, represent!

we are all essential pieces of the puzzle.  we are all seeds of future fruit-bearing trees.  we are all property managers, designers, and participants.  we should all be disassemblers and construction technicians also.  the cost of adding additional facilities at this stage of the process is small, relative to the gains of having them once initial funding is realized.  build funding into the structure.  how many of you are paying rent?  why?  how many of your pay mortgages, but not as much as you’d like because you still have to spend money on food and utility bills.  what if you didn’t?  what if almost all of your paycheck could go to the bank for your mortgage payment?  then, what if as you paid off your house, you assisted others in paying off their bank-owned properties.  then, the collected entity started buying up houses before they had people to fill them.  “what the heck?” they say.  we have the work crews and designers to turn them into off-the-grid food-forests, and we have a steady stream of worthwhile homesteaders, both singles, couples, and non-traditional partnerships which may expand into these properties as they become livable, productive, and warmed by the sun.

this group’s resiliency to my theorizing was relatively well-received.  i think in terms of things which have not yet occurred.  i see things which have not yet occurred.  i have worked with many of these people in the past, and i will work with all of them again.

thanks, all of you.  i had a fantastic time.  we can do this.  we can accommodate all of these things, and there’s plenty of work for all of us.  yes, together.

love,
t

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~ by LazyAssWasteoid on 2011-08-23 (Tuesday).

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