fem!doctor au - tilda swinton as the doctor
you’ve got the entire universe on your shoulders - so where would you like to go first?
WHY NOT REAL?!
HOLY SHIT I’VE NEVER WANTED SOMETHING THIS BAD HELP
Oh my. I want to live in a world where this is real.
Freedom Ship - Freedom Ship International, 1990s
Seasteading - The Seasteading Institute, 2008
Cities in The Sea - Venus Project, 2002
Operation Atlantis - Werner Stiefel,1971 (no image)
Blueseed - Blueseed 2011
New Utopia - Lazarus Long, 1990s
Eugene Tsui - Nexus, 1986
Floating cities are dreamed of because how cool is that?–an entirely legitimate, admirable reason. The archives of seasteading are irresistible reading, the best of the utopias are awesome, and floating-city imaginings are in themselves a delightful mental game. The problem is the crippling of this tradition by free-market vulgarians.
The uncompromising monoliths of fascist and Stalinist architecture expressed their paymasters’ monstrous ambitions. The wildest of the libertarian seasteaders, New Utopia, manages to crossfertilize its drab Miami-ism with enough candy floss Las Vegaries to keep a crippled baroque distantly in sight. Freedom Ship, however, is a floating shopping mall, a buoyant block of midrange Mediterranean hotels. This failure of utopian imagination is nowhere clearer than in the floating city of the long defunct but still influential Atlantis Project.
It is a libertarian dream. Hexagonal neighborhoods of square apartments bob sedately by tiny coiffed parks and tastefully featureless marinas, an Orange County of the soul. It is the ultimate gated community, designed not by the very rich and certainly not by the very powerful, but by the middlingly so. As a utopia, the Atlantis Project is pitiful. Beyond the single one-trick fact of its watery location, it is tragically non-ambitious, crippled with class anxiety, nostalgic not for mythic glory but for the anonymous sanctimony of an invented 1950s. This is no ruling class vision: it is the plaintive daydream of a petty bourgeoisie, whose sulky solution to perceived social problems is to run away–set sail into a tax-free sunset.
That China, man, can he turn a phrase!
Hey Everybody- Here’s a photo of our UBS (Ultimate Box Set for those not in the know) sitting in front of Tripmonster’s house near Nashville, Indiana. Tripmonster is the cool guy who bought it. This photo was shot by Don Hardy, the filmmaker who’s making the “Theory of Obscurity” documentary flick on us. I was supposed to be there for the delivery, but I had a kind of previous engagement which didn’t work out- bummer! But I heard it was cool - especially the MARCHING BAND!
One of everything ever created by The Residents, packed in a freezer.
Every single time.
I’m quite pleased with this.
Rapping this out loud in my empty classroom like swag.
WALK INTO THE CLUB LIKE WADDUP I AM A BIG SCOT
I’M SO PUMPED ABOUT SOME VISION THAT THE WITCHES GOT
I WILL BE THANE, SO SAYS THE PROPHECY
THAT PEOPLE LIKE “DAMN, MACBETH DESERVES GLORY”
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