It is a time of freedom and fear, of Gaia and of borders, of many paths and the widening of
a universal toll road, emptying country and swelling cities, of the public bought into
privacy and the privacy of the public sold into invisible data banks and knowing
algorithms. It is the time of the warrior's peace and the miser's charity, when the
planting of a seed is an act of conscientious objection.
These are the times when maps fade and direction is lost. Forwards is backwards now, so we glance sideways at the strange lands through which we are all passing, knowing for certain only that our destination has disappeared. We are unready to meet these times, but we proceed nonetheless, adapting as we wander, reshaping the Earth with every tread. Behind us we have left the old times, the standard times, the high times. Welcome to the irregular times. Good morning, folks! I'm writing up a story on (legally!) scamming the Bush campaign, and I need a particular piece of information that I just can't seem to find. Can you help? How much does it cost to send a typical letter via the U.S. Postal Service at their bulk rate? If you know, please add a comment below -- I'd really appreciate it. Return to the Irregular Times Main Page
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