Beloved Mr Alarum Sasha V Alexa has a new space and been added to the Me and Mine blogroll, we have met in the flesh, the sole ground rule for membership. Jim, who I met in the flesh precisely once when he was in DC with his kid for the Stewart/Colbert whatever the fuck that was years ago posted yesterday for the first time in months, a manifesto about killing my social media self and saving my analog life. Occurred to me I've met Elliott in the flesh, he was in one of the mortuary blogrolls (though he posted two weeks ago) (though not exhumed him from mortuary, remind me, please), he's now added to Me and Mine, I ran into him on Prospect week before last, he loved the Michigan photos, wants to hike, will be in touch, I could show him the Ten Mile Creek Trail, we did the north end yesterday (including Cold Spring Trail), this the most activity combined in Me and Mine in a decade
If we've met in the flesh but I don't know of your thing send me a link to your thing
The same old materialist civil libertarian marxist he's always been
The point of the above and the arguments made by those he alludes to and the fight that's occuring is that - duh - if the greater battle is versus crackers instead of versus shitlords you are waging war for the shitlords' benefit, which is what I've been saying while verily hating crackers for fifty years with every ounce of piss in my body (and yes, I'm aware of the issues with Freddie)
