a most excellent solvency

 the way people talk about money, the bait and switch of explaining how economics and maths are two different numb sculleries, social science, survey and fact. 

i hate the money. price and heckling, gambling, while thrilling to many, money makes my face do that thing where i disapprove and i can't. cost is embarrassing, finance cheap. as if labor monetization made slavery less of a thing. i gag at money the same way i gag at artificial intelligence, IT cannot happen until the planet is safe from evil. 

one million two hundred thousand minutes have i spent socially mediating at phones, through keyboards, me-we linking, over and over, day in and day out, 8 9 10 hours since 2007. i've been through three laptops and seven sets of eyeglasses over these accounts. if any of the billionaire tech bros could do whatever they wanted, they'd give away all their revenue to the tune of $120,000 to the top users, the persistent polemicists, the humans in the matrix, because we know beasts from bots. 

my great grandfather ruhe's name was percy bot. he was the editor of the morning call in bethlehem PA during the construction of manhattan NY. 

my great grandfather kunz's name was jakob. he perfected an application of chemistry in photo optometry that allowed sound to synchronize with image on film. 

my great grandfather gibson had some kids that sold tires in malibu, my great grandfather o'leary had ireland's american daughters.

first thing i'd do with $120,000 is rebuild some interiors with bigger windows and better floor plans; payroll young talent to assist local school teachers with workshops, tutoring and mentorship; school and sport kitchens and fields; a beautiful shop of curiosities and concepts. 

make bank of tomorrow on 144 individuals throughout real life social networks. with their vision and talent $144K for each, would tenfold the initial investment over the next five years. but probably not returned to the tech bubble or measurable in cloud computing real time nonsense. just a better life for the one billion babies born around the world in the year 2020. 

just give it all away and you'll see it was never yours to begin with.e

nacionalidad

 se supone que mañana me haré costarricense.

me presentaré ante tribunal supremo de elecciones de una democracia más solida e inquiebrantada del mundo para pedir poder participar en esas elecciones como ciudadana formal de la nación.

soy hija de la nacion vecina, hondureña, que no es más que republica banana, que un gran orfanato de guerras económicas contra el planeta y la vida que sostiene. soy hija de gringos que, con todo el antídoto espiritual al aburrimiento claustro del capitalismo, me trataron a la larga tambien de puta y piedrera, por seguirles su crianza mía de alterna al estatus quo.

mi tata se hizo conductor de radio. no me siento ante su microfono con él porque no confio en sus palabras ni en su calificarme. mi papá habla mucho y escucha poco. no visito a mi madre por lo mismo, por repudiarme y hacerme desconfiar en mi propio instinto, descalificar la misma intuición con la que ella me dotó en crianza. soy yo, la madre de ambos entonces. 

y me voy a nacionalizar, si el destino lo permite. despues de 40 años viviendo como ilegal, vivo sin teléfono y sin carro y sin trabajo remunerado, ni artesania que vender.