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The Metabolism of Novelty

The Metabolism of Novelty

'Autos' to 'Oikos'

For a living idea to take root, a paradox is needed. Seeds require insularity, while soil requires complexity. At first glance, these are mutually incompatible states; insularity is characterized by autarky—the state of being economically "closed"—whereas complexity is characterized by ecology, the state of being economically open.

Note the etymology of these words; 'autarky' comes from the Greek autos (self) and arkein (sufficient; also, "to ward off"), whereas 'ecology' comes from the Greek oikos (habitation, home). The first concerns itself with particularity; the latter, with multiplicity.

So how does a

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The Age of Water: A Solarpunk Treatise

The Age of Water: A Solarpunk Treatise

I recently introduced the concept of solarpunk to a colleague of mine at Schumacher College, and his interest was immediately piqued. I knew he was a fan of steampunk, and I illustrated the differences between the two by making reference to steampunk’s primarily nostalgic, mechanical aesthetic/ethos, contrasted with solarpunk’s primarily optimistic, organic aesthetic/ethos.

Previously, I had suggested in my research that:

… whereas steampunk asks, "hey, what if the Industrial Revolution never happened, thereby not disrupting Victorian society / culture in the midst of Enlightenment-era ideological politics", solarpunk asks "hey, what if a whole bunch

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All Roads Lead To Schumacher — Update 2

All Roads Lead To Schumacher — Update 2

My fists are clenched. I unclench them. My legs are crooked; I straighten them. I sit up a bit straighter in my green chair, and lightly tap my fingers along the wide wooden desk.


Briefly, I glance out the window at the oak leaves fluttering just outside. A pair of simple white earbuds are in each ear, and I’m listening to the newest collaboration between Ólafur Arnalds and Nils Frahm, two of my favourite musicians. Classical music. Kindof.

What an incredible week it has been. I arrived at Schumacher six days ago, on Saturday, nearly down to the

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All Roads Lead to Schumacher

All Roads Lead to Schumacher

On the afternoon of December 21st, 2006, I was cut down by a tree .

Spines of hoarfrost glimmered in the pale light, and despite my fleece-lined GoreTex, I was shivering. This part of western Canada was considered a temperate rainforest; it didn’t usually get this cold. I had turned seventeen in April, and like most teens, I was confused, lonely, and had a poor relationship with the future.

But more than anything, I was afraid. Mostly of my own faults and lack of experience, but further terrified of my ambitions. I wanted to become a writer, an educator,

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