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Sasquatch!
Jul 24, ’10
5:12 PM
The Republic of Rose Island
Jul 23, ’10
12:19 PM
In 1967, while Florence was on the verge of bursting on the national and international scene for being a hot bed of radical literature, design, art, and architecture, there was a minuscule nation being built off the coast of Rimini, Italy.
Engineer Giorgio Rosa began constructing a platform 500 meters outside of the Italian territorial waters and on June 24, 1968, this platform became a sovereign nation known as Rose Island. Soon a post office was established and a national currency, the mill, was decreed. One month prior to this moment student riots had broken out at the 14th Triennial. These protests were a part of a larger student uprising at the time—a rebellion against mass consumption and the loss of individuality. There was a fear of personal identity disappearing behind the machine of capitalism and government.
Ironically the island seems to have been a place of consumption and elitism as the respubliko de la insulo de la rozo became a place of tax free shopping, a place to simply grab a drink, and a place to watch ships in the Adriatic pass by. Anyone with a boat could make it out to the island republic. Unfortunately Rose Island quickly attracted the (negative) attention of the Italian government, regardless of the fact the nation was formed lawfully. Italy cared little for this fact and set out to squash this outpost—first severing its trade routes and then preventing visitors from accessing the platform. By January 22, of 1969, the republic disappeared as the platform was demolished. Rose Island exists no more, its remnants washed out to sea by a storm.
I Can Haz Island Life
Jul 22, ’10
7:32 AM
This comic strip is the real reason I have decided to go to Saipan. It illustrates the adventures of two hobo lolcats who lately have found themselves on a tropical island. Browse through the comics yourself and you will find them charming and impossible to understand. I do!
Just kidding! The real reason for Saipan is I love the TV show Lost.
We are What We Choose
Jul 21, ’10
7:31 PM
The inventor of Amazon.com gave a really good convocation speech to the class of 2010 at Princeton. He focused on the difference between the gifts you’ve been given and the choices you make.
What I want to talk to you about today is the difference between gifts and choices. Cleverness is a gift, kindness is a choice. Gifts are easy — they’re given after all. Choices can be hard. You can seduce yourself with your gifts if you’re not careful, and if you do, it’ll probably be to the detriment of your choices.
Saipan Or Bust!
Jul 13, ’10
5:24 PM
In less than five week’s time I’ll be traveling to Saipan for an extended stay.
Saipan is a part of the CNMI or the Commonwealth of Northern Northern Mariana Islands which is a handful tropical islands on the rim of the Mariana Trench, the deepest part of the world’s oceans. My friend Peter has been living and working there for the past year or so. I’ll meet him an his family there when I touchdown on August 19th, just in time to celebrate his dad’s 50th birthday.
The time is right for a dramatic change.
I’ve put in my notice at the print shop I work at and I’m in the process of cleaning and painting my apartment to sublet. Aesop warns against leaping into the unknown like this, but I’ve got a good feeling that this is going to be just right. Sure, there is a chance I’ll miss home and my family as soon as I’m gone. I’ll be giving up on a beautiful Montana summer and I’ll miss my brilliant nephew’s first birthday, but it’s time for a reboot and I can’t wait to get started!