Yesterday Bob, Jeremy and I explored the territory behind our neighborhood in what is left of the Kumasi Forest Preserve. The area is divided by a concrete ditch flowing with dirty water. The ditch is at least 30 feet across and probably 15 to 20 feet deep. The sides are steep concrete inlaid with large rocks. […]
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Zombie Apocalypse
Like a post-apocalyptic zombie, the community that once was Oilseed continues to limp along in a deathlike state. Outrageous tales of unresolved conflict and violations of trust make their way down the road with disturbing regularity, often accompanied by tears. It pains us to watch. We try to help by giving advice and offering to […]
This may be the last time I write about Oilseed Community. For years we thought Oilseed would die when the bulldozers came but that isn’t what happened. In 2001, when the original lease was negotiated, it opened up much-needed affordable housing and provided a revenue stream to support the broader community we call the Bubble. […]
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Ickle Bickle
I live in a neighborhood with nine cats and ten people. We’re expecting two more of each. The cats have interesting names like Kome (Japanese for rice), Snouth or Snelf and Ickle Bickle. They have figured out how to live together by staking out territories. The people have thrown in with each other, are collectively […]