Turn Off the Lights on the Way Out
I started this blog with a longing familiar to many: stop the world, I wanna get off!
I started this blog with a longing familiar to many: stop the world, I wanna get off!
It behoves us as Transitioners to try to diffuse a message to invite people to consider how we’re moving towns and villages and hamlets towards resilience to create that space, because we bump up against so many different types of people here.
The concept of the precariat, from Wiktionary: “People suffering from precarity, especially as a social class; people living a precarious existence, without security or predictability, especially job security.”
Sharing with others is one of the positive stories to tell in the face of a harsh future, but how we tell that story is paramount.
Five years ago today, the Supreme Court dealt a devastating setback to those working to reform our food and farm system.
One of the things my readers ask me most often, in response to this blog’s exploration of the ongoing decline and impending fall of modern industrial civilization, is what I suggest people ought to do about it all.
As consumers, we are taught to be dissatisfied with what we have.
What if sanitation is not just about the kit? If sanitation solutions cannot be mass-produced at will, like a box of software, what, then, is the alternative?
What does it mean to live in this time, and how might we keep some sanity?
What does the Power to Convene look like in the work of Transition Stroud?
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Suddenly, “resilience” is everywhere. It’s the subject of serious books and breezy news articles, of high-minded initiatives and of many, many conferences. After Superstorm Sandy, it was triumphantly plastered on city buses, declaring New Jersey “A State of Resilience.”