I think you mentioned the John Adams mini-series in a previous post. I took up your recommendation, and we signed up for a month of HBO Max. My husband and I started it last week and just finished it last night. That was such a great recommendation to watch right around July 4th!
I moved away from my mid-Missouri hometown as swiftly as possible in my late teens, knowing then it was unlikely Iād live there again. But now a new data center threatens the land and community encircling the purported site, just miles from my parentsā rural farm. This essay makes me consider how I might respond if I believed in my roots. I didn't stay to build anything different ā I didn't want to. I was always a wanderer, always building elsewhere. But when I zoom out and think about my lineage of stewarding the land, the local generational farms, and the rural community crushed under capitalism and the fictional promised land of MORE, a question emerged: what liberty do we surrender when we chose unrootedness, especially to make room for the least liberating invention of our time ā the sentient beast of AI? And what lengths are we (myself included) willing to go to to protect a place ā given, chosen, or even left behind?
I think you mentioned the John Adams mini-series in a previous post. I took up your recommendation, and we signed up for a month of HBO Max. My husband and I started it last week and just finished it last night. That was such a great recommendation to watch right around July 4th!
Iām so glad to hear!
That Liberty essay!! š¤Æ
I moved away from my mid-Missouri hometown as swiftly as possible in my late teens, knowing then it was unlikely Iād live there again. But now a new data center threatens the land and community encircling the purported site, just miles from my parentsā rural farm. This essay makes me consider how I might respond if I believed in my roots. I didn't stay to build anything different ā I didn't want to. I was always a wanderer, always building elsewhere. But when I zoom out and think about my lineage of stewarding the land, the local generational farms, and the rural community crushed under capitalism and the fictional promised land of MORE, a question emerged: what liberty do we surrender when we chose unrootedness, especially to make room for the least liberating invention of our time ā the sentient beast of AI? And what lengths are we (myself included) willing to go to to protect a place ā given, chosen, or even left behind?
Thanks for sharing. š