TWSC#10
Being ill has meant that I’ve not been motivated to post about this year’s TWSC, which is a pity, so I think I’ll write a little bit now, as I am at least functioning in some slight fashion mentally (if still hitting a periodic wall whenever I think I’m finally through it all).
The tenth anniversary of Team Waste, and it was the best Summer Camp I’ve been to, even in spite of being laid up with what, presumably, was the first wave of what hit me this week on Saturday afternoon and night. A really happy, laid back vibe; no drama that I’m aware of (a first!), nobody needed hospitalisation and the weather was as perfect as anyone could have asked.
Discussion elsewhere (about Burning Man and What It Is For) reminded me of Temporary Autonomous Zones, and that’s exactly what SC is: a safe environment with its own terms of engagement as detached from the busies, paranoias and prejudices of the proto-fascist redtop world we’re normally embedded in as is possible. Breakdowns in trust do happen, of course - that’s inevitable in any collective as large as this - but the solidarity the binds us is stronger. For now, at least. It really is the one thing that ramtops and I look forward to all year: time out for recharging our souls, and spending time with people we rarely if ever see elsewhere and elsewhen.
And the Rangie quadbike ran!
ETA: mad props[¹] to Geoff and Sheena for making the whole thing possible, of course!
[ my photos (still with a few more to upload as I write), and everybody’s ]
[¹] or something like that
The tenth anniversary of Team Waste, and it was the best Summer Camp I’ve been to, even in spite of being laid up with what, presumably, was the first wave of what hit me this week on Saturday afternoon and night. A really happy, laid back vibe; no drama that I’m aware of (a first!), nobody needed hospitalisation and the weather was as perfect as anyone could have asked.
Discussion elsewhere (about Burning Man and What It Is For) reminded me of Temporary Autonomous Zones, and that’s exactly what SC is: a safe environment with its own terms of engagement as detached from the busies, paranoias and prejudices of the proto-fascist redtop world we’re normally embedded in as is possible. Breakdowns in trust do happen, of course - that’s inevitable in any collective as large as this - but the solidarity the binds us is stronger. For now, at least. It really is the one thing that ramtops and I look forward to all year: time out for recharging our souls, and spending time with people we rarely if ever see elsewhere and elsewhen.
And the Rangie quadbike ran!
ETA: mad props[¹] to Geoff and Sheena for making the whole thing possible, of course!
[ my photos (still with a few more to upload as I write), and everybody’s ]
[¹] or something like that