My girlfriend read and embraced Richard Florida’s 2002 pop-sociology book Rise of the Creative Class, postulating that creative talent would be in demand in an information-driven economy. I haven’t read the book, but from 2020, the premise seems obvious enough.
I often quote Hunter S Thompson who came to the sme view sideways:
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
There’s news on that front, but first let’s get tomorrow out of the way.
If I am in town, I prefer to vote in person, on election day. Mostly that is to give down-ballot candidates and issues the full window to make their case. Also, I am a difficult voter to challenge, being registered, white, male, and relatively well versed in law. I don’t expect trouble (I am also a master at finding the dull hour to vote) but I might be hoping for it more than I should.
So you know, it is expressly illegal in Arizona to be on school property with a fire-arm. So if you are seeking a safer place to vote – half the polling places are in schools.
If it bothers you that I feel compelled to write that sentence – it should.
I’ve made my endorsement over on Brazen Wonk.
This will be a thing.
Also a thing:
Last weekend we set up the event pavillion for the upcoming Mojave Renn Faire (see last entry).
Relatedly, last week, I learned that creating your own custom font and then turning that into stencils is more time consuming than you think. (Like three whole evenings) (What does that mean in word count?)
So you’ll excuse me if I plead exhaustion and cut this short without a pithy ending. I’m tired, and I still have to get up tomorow, go to work, and defend democracy.
Now we know.