To Take A Renewed Interest In The United States Supreme Court and Constitutional Law

Griswold v Connecticut - birth control

Lawrence v Texas sodomy

Lochner V New York - candidate for worst decision ever


Miranda v Arizona - limits on police interrogations

Marbury v Madison - Past dick moves by John Adams cannot simply be ignored even if Thomas Jefferson becomes president and goes predictably mad with power so long as John Adams was being a dick in an official federal capacity. Oh and John Marshall found this new part of the Constitution that he -John Marshall -had just made up. It let the Supreme Court (coincidentally now led by John Marshall) settle this type of dispute. And Marshall could decide in favor of the president who appointed him and that was fine.

Bush V Gore - candidate for worst decision ever

You will be written ocassionally as pages (or blog posts) from 50 to 150 words

You will be written ocassionally as pages (or blog posts) from 50 to 150 words. I am going to invite a small random bunch out of the corpus, "people I think are way cool and think might do this.

This is a choose your own adventure.

No, this is a create your own adventure.

50-150 words - if you go over 150, just pick a number after what you would then go back and number your first page. or give yourself two choices, you can then right to another choice page, an end page, a rejoin the story page, a you're dead and this adventure is seriously over page (I might want to look at that but if you want that cool.

and there are beginnings under the tag beginnings and choice pages with tag choice.

So, I'm using a version of the wave method of writing for NaNoWriMo here. The specific version is molded by my hazy memory of something that was not properly explained to me and I didn't really get at the time beyond incorporating some of the talk or what it seemed like she did with it.

And it is a metaphorical wave method. There are these bits - some even of other things - but part of what the soul memory and community feelings that are represented by the various stories of other times and places you in various guises - and so these make up part of the museum of adventures - It is an attempt at creating in non-Gonzo format a more-Gonzo than I've ever seen printed account from the account of you. A you written by an author (a community can be an author) me and three people thinking of helping.

So. you can

but it is a choose your own adventure so there is adventure and it is you doing the adventuring. Second person, present tense.

oh and we need character pages. You can email me or call me or come see me or I'll stop by. It may take till the end of the month for me to organize this shit and explain what I want you to do:
write 50 to 150 words of an adventure starting with the main on which is that you woke up one morning and everyone was gone - just gone - you didn't even notice right away.

And then it turned out that it was only most people who had disappeared without warning, notice, or explanation. And you are about 16 when this starts and you walk to your high school and you end up after many realizations and choices (or few) you end up going to your 3rd period science class. You are Tracey Fletcher and for no good reason that is ever explained -likewise there is no explanation given for what happened to everyone. For me that isn't meant to really be a focus. Like Lost kept pretending that it was all going to end up making sense. fuck shit. never mind.

"Now, Nick, you don't swear like that when you talk ... why do you swear so much in your writing" "I don't know and I swear less when I am around you than when I am in other situations."


So you just

get bits of plot down. Even sentences even phrases. Those are legit posts here.

Or you can do choices as comments as regular comments

ok so

You show an interest in the Citizen Guide to the Galaxy - page whatever

You have tried to strain credulity by avoiding the self-evident otherness of the object. But how great the fit. And the feeling of the fit fitting.

Through various data transfer networks / or paper or all sorts of different things as you have grappled with as you have tried to retain and style the

it is like the hitch-hiker's guide to the galaxy, "sort of an electronic book" "haphazardly updated over the sub-ether net.

And in some of the more relaxed civilizations on the outer left arm of the galaxy (like Earth at coordinates ZZ9 plural Z alpha)

all entities whose lifespans originate in any of the plural zones, you risk death by going through hyperspace and should choose not to do so ... please do not eat this ticket

I have another blog post that gets at what I was meaning to say there but didn't

more an overview

in the choose your own adventure style,

you are a sixteen year old Tracey Fletcher who wakes up one morning to find most people gone. Over time it transpires that there are a number of people remaining. but it is less than a percent of all people. I just told Elise about the rest. it is this extendid daydream I had all through like junior-high-high-school a little bit into college
but so like there will be like a group of you in whatever neghborhood and you'll be it as far as society is concerned - not totally

and at first there are all sorts of cool things like driving cars that you don't have to buy to stores with bunches of stuff.

but then there are problems because like you have to sort of rebuild parts of society and graft other things onto existing infrastructure

and so there is refrigeration, getting new food becomes more of a long term issue

My original hope is to have it be a generic city type neghborhood/ american suburb but more like a suburban city if it is that where there is enough of a center

I hope to solicit collaborations on certain lines of the choose your own adventure style. like you could do a 80-180 word page continuing on or making a new choice or some people/persons could control a longer area/span.

so then there are other tribes that come in and there are varying levels of morals

I'm trying to stick away from apocalyptic stuff - funny yeah - but stearing away from thunderdome style stuff at least for the first third which is more about you - a not specified whether male or female Tracey

and you go to your high school for the main thread of the choices and so there is learning and books and a sense of community as the you becomes more adept at applied knowledge, practical math and physics and engineering. (try maybe not to have just some "computer whiz who can just do anything by tapping at any computer screen.)

And it is in a while about the possibilities of industrial society on top of agrarian society but without all of the institution-driven forces on top of you you begin to regain your agency and feel your power and limitations as an individual, as a part of humanity and as a society as a whole with tribes and communities and an attempt for localization to win out - even as there are presumably wars and people arguing to be in charge. you miss a deal of that going on on other continents and news travels slowly at the speed of a human traveling.

and the limits of going beyond what you have been socialized to think and feel and value when given the freedom for new social relationships and situations

It is super fucking juicy and there are many different possible avenues of inquiry - which I think dovetails into the choose your own adventure bit.

No zombies - at least - it isn't mainly a zombie thing. the people just disappeared and there isn't a good explanation for it - and while some may be clinging to that past and some may wall themselves away in religious asceticism the main thrust is of a communnity with you in it trying to formulate a way to live, a way to live rightly, and a way to live with quality of life. the how when and where phases ; how do we eat, why do we eat, where shall we have lunch , survival, inquiry, sophistication

k

will use google docs - prob a spreadsheet too.

the start page 1

You wake up and it is dark and quiet. This is the seventh time that you have woken up this morning. As you settle upon being awake you are dimly aware of having gone back to sleep twice.

The first time you were sweaty and had just had -not a bad but- an intense dream. The second time was about twenty minutes before your alarm and you thought about getting up in order to get a long shower to deal with your extra sweat that you felt all sticky.

You fell back asleep and now you begin to panic because you feel the alarm should have happened already. You check and this is true. Also, why isn't there more noise going on. It should be lighter. You feel unsure.

To get straight out of bed and into the shower go to page 2. To stay in bed and let haziness return go to page 3.

WIth Apologies to the Real People

Choose Your Own Muffled Rumble

You are Tracey Blair


with Jonathon Fletcher
and Sinclair Lewis
and Dorothy Magee
and Elwayn Blair
and Alexander Blair
and Eric Blair
and William Blair
and Amary.


a tortuos affair of the mind

allowed to play out upon the backdrop of a fantastic novel.

more of a journey
and a shared day dream

choosing which way to go

Trying to hit up NaNoRiMo

and going to get choose your own adventure books to plot out which pages go where and what are the routes to what ends
with a view towards if collaborators are willing to write a page or more on certain limbs.

I don't know how much of a sketch to get out here tonight. It is just 1:18 am PST here on November 1 2010. I decided that this month is a gift from whatever god is and there are opportunities to use this time.

So I am going to try and dive into this. And also possibly dally.
daily

Things are the way they are.

Things are the way they are.

if you wish they were different

if you believe they are different

if you pretend they are different

if you want them to be different.

Things are the way they are.

That said,

actions change future things that then are the way they are.

but not necessarily the way you wished pretended wanted acted planned ...

This is part of what I do.

I've saved this.

The Rising Sun Outshines The Stars

The Rising Sun Outshines The Stars


"Hurry up, we're going to miss it."
"What the fuck are you talking about Gregory? How can you miss the sunrise?"
"The point is to watch the sun rise over the ocean, yes? Well, if we aren't at the ocean at the time the sun rises, we will have missed it. The sun will rise, yes, but we won't see the sun rise over the ocean. So get your ass ready; I don't want to miss the sunrise."

I let out a hasty sigh. There were a number of objections I could have raised. Though, any one on its own would have been incidental to what I was feeling at the moment. I chose not to get sidetracked and let a dozen petty arguments slowly fizzle out into oblivion: tapped into the ashtray of words left unspoken, ideas left unformed.

He was already in the car when I breached the heavy threshold separating suburban home from everything else. The cold was a shock as we had been having something of an Indian summer. I saw my exhaled smoke hang slow and thick in the air. A dozen unrelated thoughts popped up but were gone as soon as I saw my brother's concerned eyes waiting from behind the wheel.

I sat down in the rusty red Honda and felt the familiar motions of a car in reverse as soon as I'd shut the door. My muscles habitually turned my left hand up and over to the seat belt dangling near the window. I paused for five seconds. I looked down at the lit cigarette in my right hand. I looked out at the predawn sky hunched over the familiar street flying past the window with unnatural speed. I looked at the young stubble on Gregory's grimacing face. Time slowed. The trees floated past and I could see each one clearly, a free-frame image of each before they whizzed past.

My left arm settled uneasily at my side. The seat buckle was left dangling. I took a long drag on the cigarette and held it deep in my lungs as I rolled down the window. A lifetime's obsession with auto safety ruined in one moment of resigned desperation. I wasn't sure if Gregory noticed or if he would say something if he did.